"Soon you will have to choose one of the three, brother...or I will choose for you."
"Yet, you still wonder why you are hated by many...I don't blame them."
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Tae-min walked in the same place she took him last time. He stood still at the doorway. Chung-ha was faced the other way, sitting on a cushion. She was taking her wig off, and unfolding her braid. That just made the one braid she had in her hair long, hanging all the way down her back.
Her hair was so long, Tae-min thought...and beautiful. "I was staring at your necklace...not your breast." Tae-min walked in, she turned around and looked at him. Surprisingly, her face was blank. "Why?" Chung-ha asked.
She proceeded to take her necklace off and hold it up. "Because it was a white stone. That means purity. That's why I asked the question, under the intention that you were trying to send me a message."
"Not every low-class Kisaeng is dirty."
"Of course not, I've never thought of you as such," Tae-min said that quickly, sincerity fulfilled his tone. Chung-ha looked away from him. He moved closer and sat next to her, "You're stubborn."
She smiled and looked at him. "You aren't the first one to say that you know,"
Tae-min released a sigh of relief. "Is it weird that I was kind of hoping you were looking,"
He raised his eyebrows, "It's just...I don't have much. So for a male to acknowledge it makes me feel good." She looks away coyly.
"Well...you're right on one thing." He said, glancing at her up and down. The next thing he felt was a hard hit to the arm. It hurt...but she laughed.
—-Sorry this is a short chapter, this week is finals week and I will continue to update after the week is over, thank you 😊 -B
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Fiksi PenggemarChung-ha, a common Kisaeng Samsu (Samsu: the lowest tier who were forbidden to practice the songs and dances of the Haengs: the palace kisaeng) who fantasized about doing the dances in the palace, if she ever got caught she would get punished by the...
