Lady of YeonSung (Lisrene)

Chapter 3

"Just how hurt is he?"

Princess Chaeyoung asked Eunuch Sa as she quickly got out of her palanquin.

"He has passed the critical stage and is now recuperating from his wound. Please do not worry."

"Don't worry?! An arrow pierced Brother's chest, so how can I not worry? What's so good about that land of savages for everyone to be making such a fuss over it?!"

All men were fools. Why were they invading these minor nations when they hadn't done anything wrong? Why would they only be satisfied once they had conquered all the lands stretching to the ends of the earth?

It was nauseating to think that they viewed the conquest of foreign nations as a personal accomplishment.

"Then he should just personally go there and do it himself."

Chaeyoung couldn't hold in her boiling anger. He had sent Brother out once again and caused him to gain yet another wound. Why did he hate him so much? That's why people didn't see the Red King as the second prince and called him the emperor's 'dog'.

In the middle of winter. And he only gave him a thousand soldiers to pass through Mount Paran. Last spring, he was ordered to take over the southern nation of BuYoung. Then he was ordered to head to the north and conquer the Three Nations.

Sending Brother out on all these pointless campaigns... Wasn't he basically just telling him to go out and die?!

The sound of the angry princess's footsteps and jingling hair ornaments echoed in the air. The eunuch quickly followed after her as he clicked his tongue in his heart. The king needed to rest. He had come a long way back while carrying such a serious wound.

The Crown Prince was probably overjoyed to hear that the Red King had come back with an arrow lodged so close to his heart.

The heavens had helped him keep his life, but he had been ordered to withdraw his troops by the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince had always feared that the Red King would succeed and come out victorious. On the outside, he claimed that he was worried about his younger brother's wound, but everyone could clearly see his calculations.

"Brother!"

Princess Chaeyoung shouted out as she noisily pushed aside the beaded curtain.

Leaning back in his seat, a handsome man was basking in the spring sunlight. As if he had fallen asleep while reading, a book was lying on the floor. Piles of documents were spread out around him.

For a man who was called the 'Blood Wolf', his sleeping face was surprisingly calm. Underneath his masculine brows were his stiffly closed eyes, a straight nose, and finally a pair of arrogant, sensuous lips.

His shoulders were broad, and he was so tall that the seat couldn't hold all of him. However, in this environment, he didn't seem like a warrior. Instead, he looked more like an elegant artist.

Instead of holding a sword, he should have just become a poet.

"Brother, stop pretending you're asleep."

He definitely would have heard her make a fuss from far away. Eunuch Sa squirmed like a dog that needed to take a poop behind her, but Chaeyoung didn't care. She approached Lisa and grabbed the book he had been reading.

HwanSoolGi (Record of Military Deceptions and Tactics)

He was reading these kinds of books again?

A hand flashed out and took the book from her hands. Chaeyoung raised an eyebrow and glared at Lisa. The man who was on the other end of this glare merely grinned back at her.