Chapter 197
Chapter 197
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 197
Chapter Title: Will You Come With Me? (1)
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Namgung Hye's wedding was only a few days away.
The people from the Huangbo Family who were scheduled to arrive were already staying at the Namgung Family estate, and even Eon So-young was reaching the point where she couldn't delay returning to the family home any longer.
As the bride's mother, it was unusual for her to be away this late, but Eon So-young couldn't let go of her hopes until the very end.
It was possible partly because she had handed over the role of lady of the house to her daughter-in-law early on, but also because she held onto the faint hope that her young husband might show up at the last moment.
And fortunately, Eon So-young's hopes were rewarded.
"Ma'am! The young master...!"
Without even a moment to scold the maid for bursting in so rudely, Eon So-young shot to her feet.
The unions she'd shared with her young husband had purified and strengthened her inner energy, elevating her to a completely different level of mastery.
Gliding like a gentle breeze one moment and striking like lightning the next, she soon spotted the back of a man dismounting from his horse.
"My lord...!"
Her voice choked with emotion, making Eon So-young realize just how desperate she was, and she felt a flush of embarrassment. But the man turned around with a bright smile, as if he couldn't care less, and approached her.
"So-young...! I'm here."
His strong arms wrapped around her back, pulling her into a tight embrace, and Eon So-young shivered with the sensation of being an eighteen-year-old girl again.
Her heightened senses picked up the stares of the maids around them, but ridiculously, she felt her pride soaring sky-high.
Only when the man finally pulled away slowly after planting a light kiss on her forehead did Eon So-young regain her senses, still buried against his broad, firm chest.
"E-everyone's watching..."
"That's the point."
It wasn't exactly new—last time he'd visited, their nighttime escapades had already been exposed—but still.
"Where's our baby?"
Calming her flushed face, Eon So-young brightened at his question.
"It's a boy."
"I was curious about that too, but first I just wanted to see him..."
"Oh... But he's sleeping right now."
"Then I'll just peek at his face quietly."
The man was practically itching to see his son's face right away, so Eon So-young happily led him to the room where the baby was sleeping.
The loneliness of months apart melted away like spring snow, filling her with happiness.
"Son... It's Daddy..."
I could tell just by looking at his face. My son, Gyeon-i, takes after me a lot.
I stared intently at the sleeping baby's face. He seemed a bit bigger than So-yul-i, though the month-or-so difference between them felt both huge and subtle.
Gently, I slipped my pinky into his tiny, half-clenched fist.
"Oh, he grabbed it—he's got me."
"Shh...!"
Eon So-young carefully pried open the baby's hand to free my finger.
"Let him sleep for now..."
There was a wet nurse, of course, but as the saying goes, the world's best-behaved baby is a sleeping one.
Unless he woke up on his own, it was best not to disturb him—no matter the era.
Eon So-young and I tiptoed out of the nursery on the balls of our feet, and the wet nurse, who had been resting nearby, slipped back inside.
After that, I dropped my things in the room next to hers—the one assigned to me last time—and washed up.
"Oh, this..."
When I returned to the room after bathing, I found several sets of clothes in my size laid out.
Mostly simple training robes and comfortable house garments, but some were formal enough for official occasions.
It was late, so I picked out something comfortable and headed to Eon So-young's room, where she explained.
"There's a maid who's good at sewing... I took the liberty..."
She'd had them made to score points with me, it seemed. Her maids were still rebelling in the best way possible—it was a sight to behold.
"Did you do this even when you were at the Namgung Family?"
"There were other people around there..."
The maids here were the ones Eon So-young had brought from the Eon family when she married into the Namgung household—or their daughters. The way they treated her half like a princess and half like a friend was endlessly amusing.
"More importantly, I was planning to leave tomorrow. Do you know the way to the family estate?"
"I might need you to explain a bit."
Eon So-young tried to change the subject out of embarrassment. Since I didn't know the route to the Namgung Family well either, I went along with it easily.
I wanted her to come with me, but our relationship still wasn't out in the open. We had to be cautious even just being together without reason.
As she described the path, I finally realized she hadn't heard I was coming.
"I sent a reply to the Namgung Family, but it looks like Namgung Hye didn't pass it on."
"That figures. She's been staying there with other guests for quite a while now, so she has to keep watch over the estate."
It was a blunder. If I'd known, I should've sent the message straight to the estate, but telling unreliable people here felt risky.
"Hye really likes Gyeon-i, so she's visited quite often."
"That's surprising."
As I said before, Gyeon-i's face screamed "my son" to anyone who saw it.
After our relationship with Eon So-young got exposed last time, Hye's fondness for me had hit rock bottom, so I'd assumed she'd dislike Gyeon-i too.
"He's her little brother, even if the father is different, right?"
"Ah... Little brother..."
Now that I thought about it, they both had the same mother, Eon So-young, so they were half-siblings. I'd never considered that angle before, but it made sense now.
"She came two or three times a month, so Gyeon-i recognizes her and gets happy when she visits."
Eon So-young smiled proudly. Of course—who wouldn't be happy when their kids get along?
"Once Hye goes to the Huangbo Family, Gyeon-i won't see her as often and might feel lonely..."
"Oh, about that."
Truth be told, whether Namgung Hye went to the Huangbo Family or not, if Eon So-young accepted my proposal now, Gyeon-i was destined not to see her often anymore.
"Last time I was here, I mentioned taking you with me, remember?"
"Yes, you did... Wait, you mean...?"
"Yeah, exactly."
It was the main purpose of this trip to the Namgung Family, so I confirmed it immediately.
"If you're okay with it, come with me this time. To Sichuan."
"R-Really? Already? I thought it would take years..."
"It's not fully ready yet, but it's comfortable enough to live there now."
The initial funds borrowed from the Tang Family via Tang Hye-won had already been repaid.
We weren't swimming in money, but in the worst case, we could get support from the Demonic Cult's battlefields. The opportunity was now.
If I didn't take her this time, things would drag on forever.
"Will you come with me? I'm worried we'll grow apart living so far away like this."
"That'll never happen, but..."
Eon So-young's face lit up as she bounced with excitement. Seeing her so openly happy made me feel good too.
"Th-Then... can I... come with you...?"
"Of course!"
Even though I'd clearly asked her to come, her shy double-check made her look adorable.
I stood up and hugged her again.
"Then we're living together now. No take-backs."
"Ah, but..."
Her bubbly tone suddenly dropped.
I'd been thrilled at the thought of finally living with her, but that sharp change sent a chill down my spine.
"What do we tell Hak?"
Ah.
Namgung Hak, head of the Namgung Family and Eon So-young's eldest son.
I'd boasted before that I'd handle it somehow.
"If I leave here, he'll figure it out soon enough..."
People need money to live, and naturally, this estate's funds came from the Namgung Family's pockets.
I didn't know the details, but if people vanished entirely, Namgung Hak would notice quickly.
In the end, the moment to reveal the truth to him was inevitable.
"I'll take care of it somehow. Don't worry."
I was the one who'd stubbornly chosen Eon So-young over my master's objections, and I was the one who'd broken the purity seal my master imposed and gotten her pregnant.
If I was going to abandon responsibility and leave her here, fine—but as my woman, I had to handle this myself.
In the worst case, I'd have to use the Headbreaker technique or something to persuade him.
It had been last autumn since Eon So-young last shared a bed with a man.
The memories of her lewd unions with him during pregnancy were still vivid in her mind.
By then, the maids already knew of their relationship, and as soon as the sun set that day, they vanished like mist—all except the wet nurse tending the baby. Not a single one remained in her quarters.
Their blatant way of giving her privacy to reunite was mortifying, but facing the man stark naked made her heart pound, making her understand why they'd done it.
"Hngh...!"
The man stared at her milk-swollen breasts like he was entranced, kneading them gently from below.
Soon, he pressed his lips to her leaking nipples, teasing them with a tongue far different from the baby's, suckling softly.
"...Do you really like it that much? It can't taste good..."
Nod, nod.
As if even pulling away was a shame, he just nodded slightly, rolling her hardened nipple with his soft tongue while drinking her milk.
Eon So-young writhed from the subtle pleasure rising in her breasts, her eyes drawn to his fiercely swollen manhood.
Squeeze.
Gripping the thick, dark shaft firmly in one hand, she made the man buck his hips and twitch.
She stroked the bulging veins with her fingertips, pumping up and down, until he couldn't hold back and released her breast.
"I surrender, I surrender...!"
He'd started the attack, but surrendering so quickly was like a general fleeing the field—yet seeing him squirm satisfied her.
And he knew it, pulling her hand away and laying her back on the bed.
His eyes gazed down at her fully exposed body.
'I-It'll be fine, right?'
He'd clung to her even when pregnancy had left her covered in extra flesh.
After giving birth, she'd trained diligently to shed it all, but she barely remembered her pre-pregnancy figure.
But Eon So-young realized it didn't matter.
"I'm putting it in now...?"
"Come to me..."
The thick, boiling lust in his eyes.
Filled only with the desire to thrust into her and chase pleasure, that gaze erased her anxiety and filled her with certainty.
Eon So-young reconfirmed that he still saw her as a desirable female, and she lewdly offered her transformed womanhood to welcome his manhood.