The South Palace, Ruhaeâs place, was half empty as he left. And his official wife Yomin was busy preparing for her own departure. She didnât hesitate to clean it up. She calmly emptied her stuff.
âBoohooâŚâ
Bojin kept crying as she helped Yomin pack. At first Yomin didnât pay much attention to her whimpering and tried to comfort her.
âWhy are you crying?â
âI am just upset and bitter. How come you are so calm, Your Highness?â
âI donât know what you mean.â
Answering indifferently, Yomin emptied one wardrobe. She was going to send all the clothes in it to the laundry center. While crying, Bojin threw herself flat on the basket. Some of the baskets on the floor were full of her personal items such as ornaments and clothes. Bojin collected her clothes in the baskets.
âJust take everything when you leave, including jewelry and silk. Why are you throwing them away? â
âI came here empty-handed. So, wouldnât it be right to go out empty-handed?â
âNo, no. You should be rewarded for the precious time you wasted in the Imperial Palace. â
âReward?â
While cleaning up her stuff, she stopped for a moment. There was a faint smile on her mouth, which instantly disappeared.
âNo, itâs a punishment for the position that I coveted, which was not mine.â
âYouâre Prince Ruhaeâs official wife, arenât you? The person who coveted the position was not you, but the Crown Princess!â
âHey, Bojin.â
She called Bojin sternly. At that moment Bojin, who blamed the Crown Princess before her, flinched a bit but did not stop speaking her mind.
âOh my godâŚHow can you give in without any resistance? How come you can take it so easily? You let your husband leave and even lost your position as the princessâŚâ
â⌠It doesnât matter to me. â
She comforted Bojin with a spiritless voice. When she didnât get angry with her rude criticism of Kyosul, Bojin felt more bitter. Bojin crawled toward her and grabbed her skirt.
âHow come it doesnât matter to you? You lost everything and now youâre leaving aloneâŚâ
âWell, you are going to stay with Yomin, oh no, with me, arenât you?â
Yomin gave up her title as a princess as well as her official title Yomin.
She called herself âI,â not Yomin.
She touched Bojinâs hair with her thin hands. Bojin looked up at her with wet eyes.
âIn this lonely palace, where there was nothing belonging to me, I could breathe as you stayed with me.â
â⌠Your HighnessâŚâ
âIf you donât mind, wonât you leave the palace with me?â
Leaving the South Palace and the Imperial Palace, she expressed her wishes for the first and last time. Bojin rubbed her wet red eyes. Smiling brightly, Bojin grabbed her hands with both hands.
After she was done preparing to leave the palace, Yomin visited the East Palace for the last time. She headed for the Dongin Palace, where Kyoyoung resided.
She didnât have to worry about visiting Kyoyoung late at night or calling the chief court lady. Feeling someoneâs presence in the backyard, Yomin rushed there.
âI thought you couldnât go to sleep easily.â
When somebody talked to her suddenly in the darkness, Kyoyoung looked back in astonishment. Kyoyoung with a gaunt face was wandering in the backyard.
â⌠How come you have come to this place?â
Snap!
Even before she asked a silly question, Yomin slapped her in the face quickly.
Yomin was still calm. Nobody would have figured out what had happened without her flushed face as well as her turned head. There was no change in Yominâs facial expression.
âYou should have kept the secret of the East Palace to yourself. Why did you leak it to the West Palace so foolishly?â
â⌠How did youâŚ? â
âI wonât ask you. So, donât ask me, either.â
Yomin cut off her words resolutely. She was calm all along even when she knew Ruhae had an affair with Kyosul, but the only person of whom she could not control her anger was Kyoyoung. Looking at her reaction at the recent royal family meeting, Yomin could confirm that she was the whistle-blower.
She felt bitter. She endured all the stress by herself without letting anyone know about Ruhae and Kyosulâs affair. As if to make fun of her patience and pain, however, Kyoyoung made her endurance come to nothing by leaking it to Oran.
âI am leaving, so stay at the palace to the end. As you wished so much, stay beside the Crown Prince by all means.â
â⌠I canâtâŚâ
âYou have to.â
Yomin didnât allow her to make any excuse.
She continued with a heavy heart, âProtect the son just like you stand by the Crown Prince. As you were responsible for expelling his mother from the palace, you have to fill the vacuum left by her.â
Kyoyoung lowered her head. Yominâs critical glance tormented her. She looked at Kyoyoung for a while, but Kyoyoung couldnât leave the place first.
âHow foolish I am to the end!â
Yomin sneered at herself. After she abandon her position as a princess, what she did for the last time was her bitter criticism of Kyoyoung.
She had been totally ignored by Ruhae. Given her position right now, it was absurd for her to express her concern about Ruhaeâs son to Kyoyoung.
Going back to the South Palace, Yomin was staggering dangerously.
âThis is going to be my last visit to the palace.â
That was true. She was stepping back to the South Palace for the last time.
She didnât want anything from Ruhae. She just wanted to watch him, but now she couldnât do anything.
All she could do was wish him well.
***
Darkness, which seemed to cover the Imperial Palace, was forced to retreat when the sun rose. No matter what happened last night, the sun was to rise again.
The day broke when they would observe Dohwan Taehwanggunâs birthday and crowning at the same time.
âWhere is my mom? Mom?â
Rubbing his eyes, young Dohwan looked for his mother, but nobody brought his mother to him. Everyone looked embarrassed and turned away from his eyes.
He didnât like birthday gifts piled mountain high, nor delicious meals. He just missed his mom. âWhere is my mom? Why isnât she coming?â
Dohwan became more and more impatient. His patience didnât last long. Although there was a splendid banquet taking place, he didnât pay any attention to dancerâs dance or musiciansâ songs. At last, his face turned red and tears began to be welled up in his eyes.
âDamkang!â
Someone called with a heavy voice. He put his heavy hand on Dohwanâs head.
With his eyes still welled with tears, Dohwan looked up at him.
Bipaan was also looking at him. He rarely called his childhood name Dohwan, which his mother Kyosul used to call kindly. Bipaan just called him Damkang.
âDad,â Dohwan hung his head while whining. It was only Dohwan who could conduct himself without reserve before Bipaan, who was feared by all people in the Imperial Palace and notorious for its cold-heartedness.
As he was busy taking care of state affairs, he couldnât spent much time with Dohwan, but he was always kind to Dohwan.
âYour mother is sick in bed with illness of the mind, Damkang. So, letâs go and see her when she gets better.â
Unlike his scary look, Bipaan always grabbed his small hands kindly.
As if he felt relieved by Bipaanâs comfort, he rubbed his eyes with the sleeves.
Dohwan opened his eyes wide and asked, âIs mom very sick?â
When Dohwan looked up at him, Bipaan knew he took after Kyosul so much.
He silently stroked Dohwanâs head. Looking at him, Bipaan seemed sad. Dohwan found it hard to understand his fatherâs facial expression, but he was about to cry, thinking his mother was very sick.
At the end of the banquet, Dohwan was brought to Ohyuje. In no time, the Hwangtaesonâs crowning ceremony was held. Young Dohwan did not understand the meaning and weight of what had happened. He just recognized that his official title was changed from Taehwanggun to Hwangtaeson.
Before the child understood the weight of the crown on his head, the emperor first supported him as the heir to the next emperor.
Crowning the Hwangtaeson was was a great national event. Not only the Imperial Palace but also all the castles were boisterous about celebrating Dohwanâs crowning ceremony. When the ceremony was done at the central palace, a large sedan chair decorated with golden ornaments and red cloth was prepared.
âWow!â
Extremely excited to see the big sedan chair for the first time, he forgot the sadness of not seeing his mother all day. As he was still young, he got in the sedan chair with his father.
âAre you sharing this with me, dad? How far are we going? Are we going to see mom?â
As he was thrilled, Dohwan talked a lot. He grabbed his fatherâs fingers with his small hands and looked around with a bright smile.
The huge golden sedan chair carrying Dohwan and Bipaan left the palace and turned around the capital city.