Remarried Empress – Chapter 236. Two men in confusion. (1)
No, I think I've already crossed the line.
The women-in-law's faces next to me hardened at once.
The moment when the unbearable mastace tries to say something.
"Are you speaking as an experienced person?"
A voice of laughter came from the distance.
It was my brother.
Before Rasta even turned her head, she was surprised to hear her brother's voice.
But soon she looked at her brother with a naive expression.
"What does that mean?"
Unfortunately, I was standing in front of Rasta, and I could see the change in her expression.
He's older than him… … Are you okay?
Maybe he's losing patience here.
I was a little worried, but fortunately, my brother smiled and responded to Rasta's words.
"It doesn't mean much. The Emperor of the Eastern Empire asked because he had the baby first."
"I suppose so."
"There's no deeper meaning."
Once again, the older brother added as a joke.
"You didn't mean to say that you had a child hidden by the Empress of the Great East."
It was a joke, but it was true.
Maybe this is why. Rasta's face has hardened noticeably.
Rasta poked her lips. Like you want to ask me if I'm threatening you now.
But you can't ask me, "Are you threatening me?"
If you do that, you'll have to accept your weak points.
In the end, Rasta was forced to laugh and say the same mischievous thing.
"You're a little slow to speaker."
"Me?"
"You have a thorn in your horse."
"Go to my horse. So, what does a man who tells his sister that she's infertile? A knife? An awl?"
"!"
"Oh, come to think of it, there was."
"There's no knife, no awl. Rasta doesn't know that."
You're talking, Rasta….
On the surface, he is smiling, but he seems to be very embarrassed.
What's fortunate for Rasta is that everyone is paying attention to their conversation, and they are listening to things like "Rasta."
"No, not the Empress's. Mine."
"Your?"
"An important document with the name of the empress."
I don't think it's a random document of my name.
The document you're talking about is the one with Rasta's name on it.
What kind of document did you lose?
Rasta was puzzled and asked back.
"Documents?"
"I accidentally left it in the palace. Oh, of course, the Eastern Imperial Palace. I remember now when I saw the Empress."
Rasta looked reluctant, but could not immediately respond.
"Find it carefully. It looked like an important document."
My brother smiled and glanced at me, and instead of approaching, he went to the other side.
Ah me!
The document that my brother is talking about now.
You mean Rasta's slave trade certificate?
The time.
Heinley was walking side by side with Kafmen.
The atmosphere between the two was strange.
Heinley was annoyed and annoyed, and Kafmen had a mixed stomach, thinking about what he would do in the future.
Should we do this? He'll be sad if I do this, should I still do it?
Every step you take, Kafmen's mind changed back and forth like a coin.
[What's the occasion?] I don't want to bother you. I need to get back and be with Quinn.]
But Hein-ri's innermost thoughts from the side stimulated him first.
Heinley's memory of last night, which followed, completely reversed his reason.
By the time we arrived at the destination. Kafmen's eyes were completely red.
"What do you want to talk about?"
As Kafmen seemed to stop, Heinley smiled and asked.
It was still a bother in his heart, but he did not intend to be like Sovishu, who had driven away the great Duke of Kafmen by emotion.
"You're busy, but I'm afraid you called."
Kafmen spoke calmly, hiding his innermost thoughts, then lifted two of the champagne glasses the official was holding on the tray.
When the official grumbled a greeting and disappeared, Kafmen extended one of them to Hein-li.
"It's all right. I was a little busy."
Heinley picked up the glass given by Kafmen.
"What else can I do for you?"
"Oh, for a moment because of the trade."
"Trade?"
"Yes, after the wedding, Empress Butterfly will now begin her career as Empress. I hope our trade with Shunt will be a priority."
Heinley nodded and took the champagne to his mouth.
Kafmen stared at the figure unconsciously.
The blatant glance stimulated Hein-ri's feeling.
What's wrong with her? Feeling uncomfortable, Heinley put the champagne back down.
'You've seen too much.'
Cafmen belatedly noticed the mistake and smiled nonchalantly, but Heinley sensibly said, reaching out to Cafmen the glass of champagne he had held.
"Should I change my drink?"
Kafmen laughed as if he was dumbfounded.
"You have a strange taste."
"He'll be intertwined in the future."
But instead of falling for it, Heinley kept sticking out a glass of champagne.
Kafmen switched glasses with Heinley without a hitch.
Then I drank champagne at once.
When he saw it, Hein-ri also smiled awkwardly, thinking, "Did I overreact?"
Kafmen lowered his eyes and smiled inwardly, listening to the innermost thoughts.
I've already dosed both glasses just in case.
So it didn't matter whether he changed the medicine or not in the first place.
Without knowing that, Hein-ri leaned her head back from drinking with relief.
Kafmen quickly lowered his eyes in the gap and went elsewhere.
"Kapmen? Grand Duke?"
After a sip of champagne, Heinley was puzzled and called Capmen, but he didn't stop.
You're a weirdo. The tongue-tied Heinley shook his head.
"I…"… Your Majesty?"
Then Christa approached carefully, calling Heinley.
"Your wife?"
Why is Christa here all of a sudden?
Ha In-ri looked at Christa in surprise, and felt her heart pounding as soon as her eyes met.
Heinley swallowed a dry saliva.
Christa's image suddenly caught my eye.
Heinley put his hand on his chest without even realizing it.
What's going on here?
Krista gulped at the sight of such a servant.
When I drank coffee with Grand Duke Kafmen before.
He said something very strange.
If you love Heinley and want to get close to him, when, when, where to come.
That was this place now.
Of course I didn't believe what he said.
But it wasn't that difficult to get here from the party.
That's why I came here half-curiosity without believing it.
But Heinley was so…looking at me as if I was shocked.
In addition, as if he wants to reject something, he shakes his head and bites his lips.
"Your Majesty? Are you all right? My face is red."
Krista looked at the expression and carefully extended her hand.
Heinley slipped back.
But his face was still red.
"Your Majesty?"
Krista sang Hein-ri in half-expectation and half-worried voice.
Heinley pressed his red face with his palm and gnashed his teeth.
'Princess Kafmen. You fed me something weird!'
He was acting weird.
But my heart was already beating like crazy.
To say he had better go, Heinley managed to open his mouth.
"My wife."
But the voice that came out was sweet to him, too.
Heinley was devastated by the feeling that his voice was out of his control.
Christa, on the other hand, was excited by the voice.
And those eyes. Those wet eyes craving for affection.
Having dreamed of more than a decade, isn't he looking after himself now?
When Christa found Hein-ri's forehead with cold sweat, she took a handkerchief out of her arms.
It's clear that Grand Duke Kafmen has done something.
But whatever it was, it had nothing to do with it now.
This moment is just like a dream.
"Your Majesty, I'm sweating."
Krista raised her trembling hand and put a handkerchief on Heinley's forehead.
"I'll wipe your sweat."
Heinley couldn't move in a sleep paralysis.
The body was out of its control.
And the ladies of the Western Empire came out of the banquet hall to enjoy the wind.
The ladies exchanged glances and hurried back away from the post.
But just that brief sight, the ladies were furious.
How could the groom, who just got married yesterday, be in such a mood with his wife's wife!
"How can she do that?"
"What a shame, though governments are common, isn't Christa your brother-in-law?"
"Your predecessor in the tomb will cry."
"Not strange at all."
"That's not weird?"
"You originally loved His Majesty."
"Really?"
"It's a famous story. She became a princess, and she cried and went crazy. I thought it was a false rumor because you liked the late King and the Golden Seed.…."
"Oh, my God!"
"But it is, Your Majesty, what the hell is that as soon as you got married!"
"That means people don't change easily."
The ladies, coldly cursing Heinley and Christa, hurried to find the butterfly.
As everyone was married, I was very angry that Emperor Hein-ri was like that with his brother-in-law.
Even the poor former Queen Christa looked mean.
Suddenly, the ladies, who felt sorry for the Queen Butterfly, rushed to the banquet hall to be her strength.
Meanwhile, Kafmen, unaware of this fact, was strode down the hall with his eyes down.
He was going to go to his room and eat the medicine right away.
But suddenly, I was in a vain mood.
What will happen if we do this?
As the jealousy toward Ha In-ri subsided, deep regrets come to mind.
Kafmen stood idly for a moment and finally decided.
As Navier said, let's rather love someone else.
Let's rather suffer from other love so that we can press the drug that pours out our emotions freely.
Then the two pains will collide and we won't do this anymore.
Desperate Capmen stood still for a moment and thought of where to go.
Just in time, a sad cry came from the terrace.
Kafmen walked over there.
Kafmen, who opened the curtains and went inside, was astonished, however.
Rasta was sniffling against the railing.