Surviving the Romance Fantasy

I was about to think that way.

The man who picked up the cover letter put the body back on the bed.

His hand is full of foul-smelling vomit and bloodstains, but… he doesn’t seem to care at all.

“Don’t worry, ma’am! There is nothing in the world that cannot be done with spirited spirit and passion!”

“It’s big.. Huh…”

Please, please don’t push the strange mental theory and just kill me.

I wanted to pray like that, but my voice didn’t come out of the body that was already writhing in pain.

Amidst the pain, unable to tell whether it was a dream or real life, Sukbi grabbed the man’s forearm with weak force.

“porridge…”

open it I couldn’t even get the word out.

“Mrs. I, too, suffered from a fever when I was seven years old.”

Saying that, the man rolled up his arm and showed the bottom of his forearm.

There were black spots that also appeared on the body of the master. It was a trace that appeared in those suffering from fever.

As soon as Suki saw it, her eyes widened.

“I know how painful it is. But, Mrs….”

The man’s blood was still flowing down his thigh.

“Even if it is a one-in-a-hundred, one-thousandth chance, you must never stop trying to survive.”

The man’s voice, which had been shrieking and frivolous just before, became especially serious.

The seriousness of the man can be felt from the low-pitched tone.

As if talking to yourself.

“Even if it seems stupid and meaningless, there should never be giving up on life.”

The heat rushing in again seemed to burn the hostess’s body.

“Your Majesty will survive. I can tell.”

That was what everyone said to the hostess.

you will surely survive

However, even the young sukbi could see that there was no soul in those words.

They also think that it is difficult for Sukbi to survive, but these were just words to comfort her.

The repetition of words that only look good, rather, takes away hope.

However, there is a strange confidence in the man’s voice that has not been seen before.

As if he knew the future.

“You will surely survive, and as the owner of this Blue Dragon Palace, and as a master pilot, you will command the imperial palace.”

“uh…”

It was a voice that did not come out even when he asked to be killed.

However, this time, I had no choice but to ask the end even if I squeezed the energy.

“How… that…”

How can you be sure of that? Did you want to ask?

However, the man could not logically explain how he knew that.

It’s too long, and it’s obvious that you won’t believe it even if you say it.

That’s why the man spoke tactfully.

“Because I believe so.”

Beyond the dreamy vision, I see the man’s confident face.

Even though he struggled with the pain in his thigh, the man’s voice did not quiver.

“Noble faith has the power to save people. ”

“you…”

“Your master will surely survive.”

rushing heat. It was a moment when I was drowning in pain again…

Sookbi suddenly had hope that she might be able to survive.

It was the first time I had experienced it since I fell under the curse of fever.

accommodation (4)

– ‘Fever is very rare, and once symptoms appear, they almost always die, so doctors will have little experience in treating or researching the disease.’

– ‘That’s why, I need advice from someone who has heard of helping someone suffering from a fever. Those who have seen with their own eyes the process of heat transfer.’

– ‘Fortunately, there is only one person in the concubine who has such an experience.’

Kicking out the back gate of the Cheonryongchae, the lady-in-waiting of the Blue Dragon Palace jumped in.

The scattered hair and sand-covered clothes were unusual even at first glance.

The Nines, who were working late at night, were startled. Cheonryongchae, where Gongnyeo Cheondo resides, is where even emperors come to dress neatly.

No matter how small the back door might be, it was not a place that maids belonging to other palaces could enter without permission.

In addition, she is not an idiot who does not know the internal regulations, but the lady-in-waiting of the Blue Dragon Palace. Some of them look as if they have been beaten.

The nine people were frightened, thinking that perhaps a demon had also appeared, but the small nine who followed the chief maid shouted.

“Lana! Seolran-ah! Are you here!”

Bunryeong, the nine apprentices of Cheongryonggung, was Seolran’s best friend.

After entering the Blue Dragon Palace, he hadn’t met Seolran because he had been working hard for his master’s sake, but they were still special in their own way.

“What the hell is this! Rein!”

The maid of honor of Cheonryongchae appeared on the coffin.

The old maid of honor of Princess Cheondo knew exactly the name of the chief maid of the Blue Dragon Palace.

“I need help! Is there any apprentice named Seolran here…?”

Hana, an apprentice who was scrubbing the floor, was startled.

*

When I was about six or seven years old, I suffered from a fever. It was much younger than Sukbi now, and it was a much longer period.

When I fell into this world, my body was already in a burning pain. It wouldn’t be strange if he died right away.

Nonetheless, I survived. It may have been because his mental strength was far too strong compared to his young body, but… he couldn’t use that as the only reason.

Seolran was sleeping in an old abandoned house on the outskirts of a rural village and took care of me.

I, who suffers from this fever, which is said to be hard to see a single survivor even if hundreds of thousands of people are sick, continued to take care of me without doubting that I would be able to survive.

I heard that he sold all the jewelry he brought with him while running away from Hwayongseolga, and went to all kinds of drugstores to take all the medicines that were said to be effective.

And every night he held my hand and sat next to me and whispered incessantly. you will surely survive

At that time, Seolran would have been less than ten years old. I was at an age where I needed to be protected rather than protecting someone.

Certainly, being a romantic heroine is not for everyone.

The environment was much poorer than this Blue Dragon Palace.

All the money he had to spend from selling jewelry, which he had to use as assets for life, was spent on medicines, making it difficult to even eat one meal a day.

At night, a draft leaked into the abandoned house, and sometimes ghosts appeared and wandered in search of prey.

Nevertheless, at night, Seolran would sit next to me and pray with her hands clasped tightly.

Tae-pyeong, you will definitely survive.

“I fed Jeong Ryeon-hwan and fish, and instead of drinking water, I fed him Seonryeongsu. So the fever went down a bit… but instead it seemed to be somnolent. That was the medicine that worked.”

In front of the main gate of Cheongryonggung Palace.

It was late in the day with the moon in the middle of the sky, but Seolran ran out of breath.

“Are you… are you suffering from a fever?”

“Perhaps.”

“Oh my God… how painful it must be…”

The fact that Sukbi’s illness is a fever should not be disclosed to the outside world, but if it’s Seolran, it’s probably okay since he’s heavy-mouthed.

“If you see that the level of seduction has risen to this level, there probably won’t be much left.”

“okay. It’s really going to be a gobi with not much left. Give him a medicated bath, and if he calms down a bit, he’ll be able to endure it. But… seduction… you can’t control it at will. Tae-pyeong, you too, in the end, were too tired of your strength.”

Seolran stopped talking and took a deep breath.

It is said that the master’s seduction is at a great level, so it is not easy for a fair number of maids to approach it.

Seolran hurriedly approached me and lifted up my sleeve dance.

There, it was full of traces of countless self-inflicted wounds with a dagger. It was to drive away the delusion and maintain the spirit.

“Oh my God… Tae-pyeong-ah…! I… I told you not to do anything to hurt yourself…! This, this…!”

“Don’t worry too much. If you eat a bowl of rice soup, take medicine for the elderly with ringworm, and take a nap, everything will be better.”

“Wounds on the body will heal, but pain eats away at the mind! If you continue to be exposed to such indiscriminate seduction…”

“Looks like all of the maids of the Blue Dragon Palace have already reached their limits.”

I lowered my sleeves, grabbed Seolran’s shoulders, and gently pushed her away while talking.

“Let’s see each other after work. Sister Ran.”

He talked as if it was nothing special.

Seolran’s eyes were filled with worry, but in fact, it wasn’t anything to worry that much.

*

The maids of the Blue Dragon Palace couldn’t help but be stunned.

The more he went, the more he entered the bedroom of his master, who could not control his seduction, and the wounds of Seol Tae-pyeong increased.

Every time I came out of the room, I rushed in and treated my body, but it was just a treatment and did not provide a fundamental solution.

I’ve heard a lot about unmanned spirit. However, there is a degree to that as well.

The act of continuously inserting knives into my body with the determination to save Suk-bi… How much will it eat away at my mind?

However, the samurai of Baek Seon-gung did not change a single expression.

Instead of the ladies-in-waiting, she entered the bedroom, removed the bedding full of vomit, cleaned the room, scooped up water, and brought porridge to feed.

He ventilates the air every morning, and at night, he sits next to it and fights against delusion while constantly whispering to his master.

You keep saying that you can live until a scab sits on your ear.

They constantly push the words never to accept death. I have no doubt that it will become the will to live soon.

After saying that over and over again, when there is nothing more to say, they bring in random personal information and talk about it.

What they saw today, what they ate, what was outside, what the weather was like, and what the ladies-in-waiting looked like.

How the world is going and what’s happening… He talks endlessly into the ears of the hostess who doesn’t even respond.

After that, when Seolran advised him to feed the fish and the spirit tree, the moaning that seemed to come out like death every time subsided a little.

The burning pain in the body was still there.

“why…”

Finally, Sukbi, who is able to speak at least a little, asks Seol Tae-pyeong.

“Why… to this extent…”

why do you do this

Was it something like that?

In fact, there is nothing to benefit Seol Tae-pyeong even if he saves Suk-bi this far.

Judging from the content of Cheonryong Love Song, Sukbi Jin Cheong-rang survives even if Seol Tae-pyeong doesn’t do anything.

I didn’t know what would happen to the maids of the Blue Dragon Palace, but at least that fact was certain.

Then, it was obvious what Seol Tae-pyeong had to do. You just have to leave it behind.

If left alone, it would take care of itself and recover. I don’t know how painful the process would be, and what would have happened to the ladies-in-waiting who sincerely took care of the hostess at first…

Nevertheless, Seol Tae-pyeong helped Suk-bi with all his heart and soul.

The reason was absurdly obvious.

‘Damn it, where is the time to ask about the reasons for helping people?’

A young master who should have been playing cheerfully is struggling in such crazy pain, is it a normal person’s way of thinking to help him with understanding and calculating?

There is a person drowning and floundering right in front of you, but where in the world is there a person who is looking for a reason not to rescue him?

If he rescued them and asked them to hand over the bundle, then it would be time to rummage through it. It is only the powerless little people to weigh the gains and losses before even asking for it.

“Because that’s a real man.”

The words were so absurd that Sukbi almost fainted again.

This is Seol Tae-pyeong. Even though I think this guy is crazy like he is, I stop admiring his honest straightness.

A burning pain surges through the body again. Shin-yeol constantly urges death against the spirit.

Perhaps it is a real limit now, and demonic energy gushes out from the dwarf master’s body. The dark red flag took the form of a snake, and twitched its tongue while wrapping itself around the body of the master.

Did you say that new fever is the process of worshiping new gods?

That unknown and mysterious life taking the form of a snake… one more powerful delusion.

I order him to take out a knife and stab the girl in front of him right now.

However, Seol Tae-pyeong’s sword has no sign of being drawn.

Seol Tae-pyeong, the warrior of Baek Seon-gung, never pointed his sword at anyone. As long as it cuts objects and wild animals, it does not carelessly cut off people’s throats.

That bizarrely strong belief, there was no way even that mysterious god could break it.

Sookbi was losing her mind again. I can’t stand the rising heat and cough up blood again.

And, the words of Seol Tae-pyeong, which I have heard hundreds of times, are whispered over and over again.

Even in the storm of yogis, they utter words like machines, enduring the delusion to the end.

“Mrs. We must never stop trying to survive.”

“Even if it’s a one-in-a-hundred, one-thousandth chance, even if it seems stupid and meaningless, you must survive.”

Do you know

People exist to live.

The confident tone of Seol Tae-pyeong seemed to somehow envelop my heart.

For the first time, Lady Qin Qinglang was not afraid to close her eyes.

So, many nights pass.

The fever shows no signs of stopping, but in the hazy gaze, Suk-bi senses a vague warmth.

Truly, he is a peculiar man.

While holding such a monologue… it was to fall into the swamp of sound sleep.

*

The shimmering moonlight coming down from the crescent moon enveloped the gate of the concubine.

The door rattled open, and when a warrior walked out, the military officers of the enemy palace who were standing guard were surprised.

The fact that Baek Seon-gung warrior entered the concubine because of official duties was reported and known. However, the white military uniform of the man who came out of the concubine was stained red here and there.

“Three, my God… what happened inside?”

“…”

The fever of the hostess Jin Cheong-rang still had to be kept a secret.

“I fell.”

“That makes sense…”

As soon as I came out of the concubine without hesitation, the lofty sky of Qingdao Palace caught my eye.

In the dark of the night, the sound of bugs filling the palace tickled my ears.

I did everything I could. Now it was time to go back to Baekseon Palace, report to the elder, and rest.

However, is it that the mind is driven by the repeated self-harm and delusion?

As I staggered, I had no choice but to sit on the stones around me. It was late at night, so no one saw it, but if I saw the officers of the enemy palace for no reason, they would ask me what I was doing.

It seems that it is almost dawn, beyond the late hour.

How many days had he been in the Blue Dragon Palace? Time could not be measured now.

It was the moment when I was trying to energize my body to quickly return to the Baekseon Palace.

“I knew it would be like this, Tae-pyeong-ah.”

Did he follow the concubine as an excuse to run errands? I heard Seolran’s voice right in front of me.

His lips protruded, making his face look like he was angry.

Seolran sat down next to me, pulled my arm, and raised her sleeve.

Most of the wounds had been treated by the maids of the Blue Dragon Palace. There was no need to use the plaster that Seolran had brought with him.

“But… you did treat me… I guess you didn’t turn people down that much…”

“Sister Ran. Didn’t I tell you that you shouldn’t go outside the concubine?”

“If that’s such a complaint, you shouldn’t have been hurt. Whew.”

Seolran sighed heartily and sat down on the menhir next to me.

“Seeing you suffering from a fever, you couldn’t just ignore it.”

Seolran stayed still like that, then let out a lighter sigh as if she had finally calmed down and shook her head.

“It would have been enough to just give him medicine and keep an eye on his surroundings. What did you go through so much trouble buying?”

“There are things that only those who have suffered from a fever can know. Perhaps the old man with ringworm thought so too.”

Seolran asks with a look on her face what that means.

I said while cleaning my wounds.

“The more you want to die, the more you have to give yourself a reason to live.”

In the agony that felt like his whole body was burning, even the odds of surviving were very slim.

In order to keep such a person’s spirit from collapsing, it is not enough to clean the room and feed the decoction.

“I wonder how much my heart would have been moved if a warrior I had never seen in my life came and recited the verses…”

“Well, sister. At least I think it would have worked.”

“okay?”

“Do you remember when I had a fever? Every night my sister would sit next to me suffering from a fever and tell me word by word what had happened that day.”

There were days when I told the story of a distant foreign country that I heard from the merchants in the village.

There were days when I explained in detail how beautiful the flowers I saw on the roadside were.

There were days when I complained about how hard it was to resist the pursuit of the military officers, and I also talked about how sick I felt because I fell for the trick and sold my jewelry at a bargain price.

Sitting next to me who didn’t even have the energy to answer, what was so much to say.

I was stunned to see him excitedly talking about the things he had seen and heard in his life, fearing that he would miss even one of them.

“I almost died of agony because you talked about it for three days and nights, no matter how much I wanted the flower pads the village women were holding.”

“Hey, he is too! I still remember that! Things like that happen, too!”

“Well, that is the law. I just confided in those, my favorite personal details all night long.”

It might seem meaningless to Seolran. Having experienced it, I knew.

The reasons why people want to die are usually heavy and obtuse things.

Physical pain, family strife, frustration, despair, mistrust, sadness, heartbreak. There is a thick feeling that makes the chest heavy just by thinking about it.

However, the reason why people want to live is usually not.

People are the ones who can think about living longer just by light and insignificant things.