Chapter 92
Translator: penny
Chapter: 92
Chapter Title: Jade Ring and New Bonds
"Gaga!"
Was it because I went to bed late last night? Waking up was quite a struggle.
I wanted to sleep another hour or two, but I barely managed to drag myself out of bed.
"Yeah, Hui-ya..."
"Gaga, where's Hajeong unni?"
"...Huh?"
"Hajeong unni. Hajeong unni. She didn't sleep here?"
Still half-asleep, I blanked out for a moment before remembering that I'd put Yang Hajeong in another room.
"Oh, I had Madam Yang sleep in a different room. I asked her to clean this one last night... Yawn."
A yawn escaped me naturally.
To shake off the sleep, I stood up and stretched vigorously.
Moyong Hui snorted as she watched me.
"Hmph, looks like you had fun late into the night. You seem more tired than usual."
Had fun late? No way.
The heated time was actually much shorter than usual.
'It just took forever because of the post-care.'
On top of that, going to the Moyong residence to pick a gift for Moyong Hui had taken its toll.
I'd planned to grab something quick, but Cheon Woojin was so picky about it.
'Still, thanks to him, I picked something good.'
The item we settled on after much deliberation was a jade hair pin.
I'd originally thought of a gold necklace, but he grumbled that martial artists don't wear those.
A ring's the same thing, isn't it? But anyway, it seemed perfect for Moyong Hui, so I set it aside.
"Nah, it ended early last night. Just after..."
"Enough, don't say it!"
Moyong Hui cut me off before I could finish.
Because of that, I missed the moment to give her the jade pin.
'...Should I just give it later?'
Giving it now probably wouldn't get a good reaction.
As I tucked the jade pin back into my robes, Moyong Hui asked in a curt tone.
"Anyway, is Hajeong unni's treatment all done?"
Just treatment? She'd be shocked if she saw.
"Check it yourself."
With that, I led Moyong Hui to the room where Yang Hajeong was sleeping.
"This room?"
Instead of answering, I knocked on the door.
"Madam Yang! Time to get up!"
I planned to wake her if she was still asleep, but there were busy sounds from inside, so she was already up.
After a short wait, the door cracked open.
"Hajeong un... ni...?"
Moyong Hui lived up to my expectations upon seeing Yang Hajeong.
She looked stunned, mouth agape.
Honestly, even I was pretty surprised.
'This much?'
She looked like she'd just woken up, but she appeared far more beautiful than last night when she'd dolled up to wait for me.
Her face was radiant with vitality.
"Young Master Mok? Miss Moyong?"
Yang Hajeong tilted her head, wondering what was up.
Moyong Hui seemed to struggle for words as she stared.
I ushered both women inside first.
"Wow, is that really you, Hajeong unni?"
No sooner had I closed the door than Moyong Hui's bright voice rang out.
It was a completely different tone from the one she'd used on me this morning.
'Tch, wasn't it a team effort? Isn't this unfair?'
Yang Hajeong was my accomplice, after all.
Sharing pleasure isn't a solo act, so why the double standard? I grumbled inwardly but kept it to myself.
Meanwhile, the two women's conversation continued.
"What's wrong, miss?"
"The mirror! Have you checked the mirror?"
"Mirror...? What?"
"Come on, Hajeong unni, come here."
"...What's this?"
Yang Hajeong's eyes widened in shock at her own reflection.
Moyong Hui beamed beside her.
Watching them, a warm feeling welled up unexpectedly.
After staring at the mirror for a while, Yang Hajeong looked to me and Moyong Hui for answers.
Moyong Hui jumped in eagerly.
"Hajeong unni, actually, Young Master Mok used a technique called the Creation Art..."
She insisted repeatedly that my request to sleep together last night had nothing to do with her tastes.
Quite emphatically, too.
'...She must've been really upset about it.'
After hearing the full explanation, Yang Hajeong still looked puzzled but nodded, sensing the change in her body.
I slipped in between them.
"More importantly, let's get our stories straight."
"Huh?"
"Stories?"
Moyong Hui had explained the Creation Art in detail, but to outsiders, we'd say she took an elixir.
Thankfully, Yang Hajeong caught on quickly and agreed.
"So, to Cheon Musanim or Hyeon-i, we say Young Master Mok gave me an elixir?"
"Yes. If they ask what kind, say you don't know—just a round pill. You took it, got sleepy, slept, and woke up like this."
Moyong Hui pouted as she listened.
"If you gave Hajeong unni an elixir... what about me?"
She knew full well it wasn't an elixir, so this was probably just teasing.
But it was a welcome moment for me.
"Hui-ya."
"Yes."
Still a brusque tone.
But I replied even more gently.
"Your gift is this."
I took her left hand and slipped the jade hair pin—no, wait, it's a ring? Wait, text says , which is jade ringlet or hair pin? Wait, is ring.
Context: "" jade ring.
On her fourth finger.
I'd been a bit worried, but luckily, it fit perfectly.
"...?!"
Moyong Hui's eyes went wide, speechless.
As she stared at her finger, moisture gathered in her eyes.
"Like it?"
She nodded tearfully without a word, then broke into a radiant smile.
"Mom?!"
"That's Madam Yang?"
The two at the Moyong residence were equally stunned by Yang Hajeong's transformation.
Baek Rihyeon's expression was priceless.
"Mom's... so pretty now...!"
She'd always been attractive, but this was on another level.
Even I felt my sated desires stirring again.
'...Could we do it again?'
Not sure if Moyong Hui would allow it.
Her face when I gave her the ring suggested she might, but I needed an excuse.
A reason to take a now-healthy Yang Hajeong again.
Something to convince Moyong Hui.
'Maybe teach her martial arts?'
If I framed it as building her inner energy, Moyong Hui might agree.
'Hui-ya's sweet like that.'
As I schemed, Cheon Woojin grumbled after hearing from Yang Hajeong.
"I never dreamed my liege was so wealthy. Handing out elixirs like candy."
"It's my elixir. Any complaints?"
"...The complaints would be from Miss Moyong, not me."
He tried to pull Moyong Hui to his side, but she just fondled her jade ring with a blissful smile.
Seeing that, he realized his mistake.
"That's why last night...!"
"Hui-ya likes this better than any elixir."
Moyong Hui nodded eagerly before I finished.
Cheon Woojin sent me a transmission.
[My liege, really?]
[What.]
[Stingy with pay for your one subordinate, but elixirs for a woman you just met...?]
[Be born a woman then.]
He sighed deeply at my reply.
Then he changed tactics.
[That little one—as per your words, I'll take her as my disciple. So give me an elixir too.]
Elixir my ass.
I didn't even have one for my second sister.
But no need to tell him that.
Who knows what woman I'd have to explain next.
Instead, I gave another answer.
[Why should I provide for your disciple? Unless her dad pays me.]
[Damn, seriously...!]
He was so tempted by the elixir he overstepped.
As my hand reached for my sword hilt, Baek Rihyeon jumped in.
"U-um, Jimyeong-hyung? So you'll teach me martial arts?"
Come to think of it, we hadn't finished that talk yesterday.
Instead of answering him, I transmitted to Cheon Woojin.
[Your call.]
[...I'll take her.]
Cheon Woojin sighed and placed a hand on Baek Rihyeon's head.
"My liege is busy, so I'll teach you instead."
"You, Cheon Musanim?"
Baek Rihyeon glanced between us, a hint of disappointment.
'This kid thinks I'm stronger than Cheon Woojin, so he wants me.'
Cheon Woojin's light had dimmed next to me, but he was no slouch.
Peak of the transcendent realm.
Baek Soeun, the Mount Hua Sect elder who visited our Mok Clan and became my little sister's master, was around that level.
And our clan threw a feast for it.
Even local notables from Shaanxi celebrated.
For Baek Rihyeon with nothing to his name, this was a windfall.
Cheon Woojin noticed the boy's feelings and chuckled dryly.
"What, don't wanna learn from me?"
"No!!"
Quick on the uptake, Baek Rihyeon shook his head frantically.
Cheon Woojin smirked at him.
"Then call me saseong from now on."
Seems Baek Rihyeon already rubbed Cheon Woojin the wrong way.
'Not my problem.'
I'll just watch the show.
With his mom.