Chapter 313: Fill... this place... of mine... to the brim.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 313: Fill... this place... of mine... to the brim.
'It’s not just one or two...'
Despite her broad understanding, Sun-woo couldn't find the words to speak.
It was because the number of women he had to take responsibility for was more than just one or two.
Even excluding Tang Seo-yoon, who was publicly known as his fiancée, Sun-woo already had two other lovers: Ok-ryeong and Un Ga-ryeo.
Neung So-hwa’s attitude—that she would understand if there were one or two others—put Sun-woo in an incredibly awkward position.
Of course, for someone of her noble and virtuous status as a Commandery Princess to overlook one or two others was a tremendous honor. However, the moment that number climbed to three or four, even she would likely find it difficult to understand.
He wasn't some sex-crazed maniac, so how could he have so many lovers?
'What do I do?'
"Sun-woo, straighten your back. A man should not bow his head so easily. I shall speak well to the woman named Tang Seo-yoon myself. I will tell her the truth—that I have helplessly fallen in love with you. And I shall permit her to be taken as a secondary wife. Normally, such a thing would be out of the question, but since it was my fault for falling for a man who already belonged to another, I shall humbly accept it. However, the position of primary wife is something even I cannot yield. If I were to enter the marriage as a secondary wife, no one in the Imperial Family would ever allow the union."
Seeing Sun-woo remain silent, a worried Neung So-hwa spoke up.
She treated Sun-woo with an air of nonchalance, as if there were nothing to worry about.
In a way, she was acting like a homewrecker, making a move on a man who already had a lover. After all, it was common knowledge that Tang Seo-yoon and Sun-woo were betrothed.
Because of this, Neung So-hwa made a promise so radical it was normally unimaginable.
She offered to let Tang Seo-yoon be a secondary wife.
Originally, an Imperial Son-in-Law could not keep any wives or concubines other than the Commandery Princess. To do so was considered an insult to the noble bloodline of the princess.
Yet, she was saying she would disregard all those rules and allow Tang Seo-yoon to be a secondary wife.
This was beyond radical; it was bordering on shocking.
A woman usually craves the exclusive love of one man. What woman would ever want to share her husband with another?
And yet, Neung So-hwa had set aside that desire for monopoly.
She did this despite possessing more than enough power to monopolize him if she chose. How could he not be surprised?
"Um..."
Hearing her words, Sun-woo finally opened his mouth slowly.
"What is it? Speak."
As Sun-woo began to speak, Neung So-hwa stared intently into his eyes.
She expected him to praise her mercy and understanding, to be overwhelmed with gratitude. She was certain he would look at her with even more affection than before.
"It’s... not just one or two."
Sun-woo continued in a small, crawling voice, as if lacking confidence.
"What... did you say?"
Startled by the completely unexpected response, Neung So-hwa asked back.
What came out of Sun-woo’s mouth wasn't praise or gratitude. It was the somewhat absurd claim that it wasn't just one or two.
Neung So-hwa thought she must have misheard him.
"It’s not just one or two... I have more lovers."
When she heard Sun-woo’s answer again, Neung So-hwa’s pupils began to shake uncontrollably, as if an earthquake were happening behind her eyes.
She realized she hadn't misheard him.
"W-What on earth does that mean?!"
Flustered, Neung So-hwa barely managed to squeeze the words out, her voice even stammering.
She was bewildered. What did he mean, not just one or two?
Did that mean there were other lovers besides Tang Seo-yoon?
"It’s not one or two... there are a few more..."
Sun-woo’s voice trailed off, clearly embarrassed as he spoke.
"Exactly how many more are there?!"
"About... three?"
"................"
Hearing Sun-woo’s words, Neung So-hwa clamped her mouth shut.
She slowly released Sun-woo from her embrace and created a bit of distance between them. Then, with an incredibly grave expression, she fell into deep thought.
Accepting the existence of Tang Seo-yoon had already required a massive resolution on her part. She could understand that much, since it was like she was stealing a man who already had a partner, and they had likely shared their feelings first.
But for there to be two more on top of that?
This was far beyond her expectations.
"Ha."
Neung So-hwa let out a hollow laugh.
"Are your words truly the truth?"
She asked again, looking at Sun-woo as if to confirm. It was simply too hard to believe.
"Why would I lie about something like that? It’s the truth."
Sun-woo nodded as he spoke.
"............"
Having received confirmation from Sun-woo, Neung So-hwa fell into silence.
She tried to deny reality, but denial alone wasn't enough. She pondered and pondered again about the best course of action in this situation.
After some time had passed...
"Are they all... precious to you?"
Neung So-hwa looked at Sun-woo and spoke slowly.
"They are. Enough that I would risk my life for them."
Sun-woo answered with conviction. Their existence was truly that precious to him. Precious enough to die for.
"Whew."
Hearing his answer, Neung So-hwa let out a deep sigh.
Hearing him speak like that, she felt she couldn't dare tell him to give them up.
"Then it cannot be helped."
Neung So-hwa looked at Sun-woo with a gaze full of regret.
"I shall accept them all as secondary wives."
"W-What?!"
Sun-woo asked with a look of pure shock. Accept them as secondary wives? Where did that come from all of a sudden?
"Let me be clear: the position of primary wife belongs to me. It is not that I am obsessed with the title, but if I do not take it, the Imperial Family will not recognize the marriage. I am a Commandery Princess. If I were to enter as a secondary wife, it is certain that my grandfather would use any means necessary to stop the wedding."
Neung So-hwa continued in a calm tone.
"..........."
Sun-woo was so stunned he couldn't say a word.
Neung So-hwa was a woman holding the rank of Commandery Princess. For such a woman to declare she would accept three secondary wives—how could he not be shocked?
For an Imperial Son-in-Law to keep wives and concubines was an act of contempt toward the Imperial Family. How could she permit such a thing so easily?
".....Are you really okay with that?"
Sun-woo asked, his expression filled with concern.
"It is fine."
Neung So-hwa nodded in response to his question.
"You are already the man I love. If such a man has two lovers, or even three, what does it matter? I shall simply accept you as you are."
She continued with a composed expression.
"And I am confident."
Neung So-hwa spoke with an air of absolute self-assurance.
"Confident in what?"
Sun-woo asked, curious.
"Confident that I will receive the most love from you."
Neung So-hwa puffed out her already ample chest, speaking with pride.
That sight made Sun-woo’s heart flutter. Her already alluring breasts looked even more beautiful when she held herself with such poise.
"Will the Imperial Family approve?"
Sun-woo asked worriedly.
"It is fine. If I insist, my grandfather will have no choice but to grant my wish."
"How can you be so sure?"
Sun-woo asked, unable to understand. No matter how much of a favored granddaughter she was, how could she defy the orders of the absolute ruler who governed the Central Plains?
"In the past, I saved my grandfather’s life from rebels within the Imperial Court. At that time, I was given a promise. He said he would grant me exactly one wish, no matter what it might be. I intend to ask him to fulfill that promise."
"Will that be enough?"
Sun-woo asked, still concerned.
"It will be. When I subtly asked about the limits of 'anything,' he said he could even depose the current Crown Prince and appoint my father, Prince Yeon, in his place."
"......Ha."
Sun-woo let out a hollow laugh of pure shock. A wish powerful enough to replace the Crown Prince himself?
He couldn't help but be staggered by the Emperor’s immense scale, and a dry laugh escaped him.
"........Is it really okay to use something like that on me?"
Sun-woo looked at Neung So-hwa with trembling eyes, feeling deeply honored.
"It does not matter. My father, Prince Yeon, has no interest in the throne, nor does he wish to create petty friction."
Neung So-hwa looked at Sun-woo with steady eyes.
"I simply wish to be with you."
She gazed at him with a burning intensity.
"I shall ask again. Do you like me?"
"........Yes."
"I shall ask once more. Do you love me?"
"........I love you."
"Then that is enough. Now, please impregnate me. I wish to have your child."
Neung So-hwa spoke with eyes full of ecstasy.
She began to slowly caress Sun-woo’s cheek, as if touching a beloved partner. Then, she reached behind his head and slowly pulled him toward her.
Chuuut.
As Sun-woo’s face came inches away, Neung So-hwa pressed her lips against his.
Their mouths overlapped completely, and they began to share a deep kiss.
Neung So-hwa felt her heart pounding violently. This was the first time she had kissed him while fully conscious. How could she not be nervous?
She even felt she was being quite bold. She worried he might think her vulgar.
But there was no regret. The sense of happiness flooding over her was far too great for regret to take root.
Chu-waap.
Neung So-hwa focused entirely on the sensation—the soft, yielding touch of Sun-woo’s lips.
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After some time had passed...
Neung So-hwa began to feel that the touch of their lips alone was not enough.
She wanted more. She craved a more provocative and intense mutual contact.
She recalled how he had explored her lips when she was suffering from Qi Deviation.
And soon, she remembered the fact that he had used his tongue to bring her mouth such happiness.
Neung So-hwa poked her tongue out slightly.
Lick, lick.
She lightly licked Sun-woo’s lips, signaling her tongue’s entry.
She pushed past his lips and went further inside, fiercely licking his pearly white teeth. It was like a knock, asking him to open these sturdy gates.
In response, Sun-woo slowly parted his lips, fully opening the gates so her tongue could enter.
Once the white gates were wide open, Neung So-hwa quickly thrust her pink tongue inside.
Jyu-wap, jyu-wap.
She began to swirl it around, over and over.
Chuu, chuu, jyu-reup, jyu-reup.
She had no technique to speak of. There was only the greedy desire to fiercely explore his tongue.
Sun-woo also seemed to like her proactive tongue-work, as he moved his own tongue to match her rhythm.
Their tongues became entangled like mating snakes, making lewd, wet sounds.
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch.
The sound of their saliva mingling stimulated their primal instincts, sending signals down to their lower halves.
Sexual fluid began to flow steadily from Neung So-hwa’s pussy, and Sun-woo’s dick gradually began to harden into an erection.
It was a signal from their bodies—a signal to mate immediately.
Chu-waap.
Eventually, Sun-woo and Neung So-hwa’s lips slowly pulled apart.
A long, translucent silver thread of saliva stretched between their separated lips.
"Haah..... haah.... haah... Sun-woo... I... want you... to fill... this place."
Neung So-hwa, breathing heavily in her state of intense arousal, pointed toward her pussy.
Her pussy was tingling so much she could hardly bear it. It felt good, yet a sense of dissatisfaction naturally welled up. It was a strange feeling, far from refreshed.
She had learned from Sun-woo what to do in such a case to find satisfaction.
"I like you.... I love you... please.. fill me.. my love... my dear... love......."
Neung So-hwa spoke as if pleading with Sun-woo.
She felt like she was going crazy. Her lower half was stimulating her relentlessly.
Before receiving sex education from Sun-woo, she hadn't known at all. She hadn't known that this state was a signal from her lower half, begging to be filled quickly.
But after the sex education, she understood. She understood the plea from her lower half to be filled at once.
Throb, throb.
At that moment, more sexual fluid began to spill from Neung So-hwa’s pussy.
"Haa-aaaa-ng.............. haaa-aaa-ng.."
As if feeling that sensation, the even more aroused Neung So-hwa let out a moan that sounded almost like a scream.
To her, still a virgin, the lewd sensation of sexual fluid bursting out seemed to be a pleasure she could hardly endure.
"Sun-woo..... my love... please.. fill... this place... of mine... to the brim.."