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“Ugh, all that wandering around the courtyard’s worn me out. I can’t even lift a brush.”
The moment they returned to the room, Hwayeong sprawled across the floor with a groan.
Sohwa, already past exasperation, shook her head.
Disliking her assignment was one thing, but to roam the courtyard until the moon was high in the sky?
She’d thought it would end with a token search for a ring that didn’t even exist—but underestimating her lady had been a mistake.
Hwayeong had spent the entire evening restlessly prowling every corner of the palace.
Thanks to her lady’s boundless energy, Sohwa was equally drained.
In the end, she agreed to postpone the assignment for a day—she was far too exhausted to keep watch over Hwayeong all night.
“By the way, what was Siyeong talking about earlier? It seemed serious.”
Still unaware of what Siyeong had told her mistress, Sohwa asked carefully.
