Chapter 307 – 32. Meet Soup.
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When the day got dark.
Cornelia suddenly asked.
“But what are you going to do?”
“What?”
“Baby. What are you going to do?”
“What can I do… I have to give birth.”
Seorae looks at me as if asking for something obvious.
Cornelia frowned slightly.
“Hey. She’s asking how to raise her. If raised here, the concubine’s rebirth. But if you go to the empire and raise them, you will become a member of the royal family.”
Seorae has a very special identity.
The emperor of the empire (even though he was kicked out), but at the same time the lover of the Great King.
If they were to marry formally, she would probably become a concubine, so she would be the emperor and a concubine at the same time.
In fact, that is also absurd, since Seorae’s status her is very high, it is correct that Aran becomes her second husband her.
However, since Seorae herself said that she would come as Aran’s concubine, and that’s how it ended up, she has become a truly twisted and twisted identity.
“Where can wives spread their spirit? The emperor of the empire is a concubine. I’m really excited.”
“Then you are also a concubine.”
“Who, who….”
“Haven’t you also paid for your work in the end? This little boy always pulled out and eventually did everything he could. It’s been a funny year.”
“Everyone, shut up.”
Cornelia takes a drink with a red face.
It was a shame since she was covered in the darkening moonlit night. Had it been daytime, she would have been teased forever.
“Anyway! What are you going to do? Are you going to go to the empire and raise them?”
“Why are you doing this because you were kicked out? I am a man with nowhere to go.”
“Fuck.”
“I just want to live the rest of my life here.”
She says she was kicked out, but she looks happy rather than sad.
Her insides her were exposed.
“Only our children suffer because of you. Gosh.”
“What a rude thing to say. Technically, I was having sex with Aran even before he got married. That I was a candidate for her wife his.”
“Please fuck.”
Cornelia with a pack shot.
Then, suddenly, she grinned.
“… What is that smile It’s annoying.”
“No, just… Aran is my son. Cook Cook.”
A confident pose with her voluptuous breasts forward!
Seorae glared at him sullenly.
“… Whatever.”
“Come on, mother-in-law, do it.”
“It sucks.”
What returned was not Seorae’s ‘Mother-in-law’, but a soft marshmallow.
Something soft hit her head and landed on her floor.
“He’s a rude guy.”
“Sounds like politeness. You are also a concubine, bitch. He also came in later than me. She couldn’t even have children.Haha!”
“Shut up.”
Cornelia picked up her marshmallow, which she had thrown, and threw it at her.
Unfortunately, it got into her mouth.
“Um….”
Seorae eats it again.
It is said that the floor of the pavilion is clean, but it was not something the emperor would do.
‘Well, if you look at what this bitch does, she’s no different from a butcher.’
Seorae speaks like a commoner despite being an emperor.
Cornelia, a commoner, became an emperor.
I felt an unknown affinity.
And she was familiar.
Even if he is obviously the emperor of the enemy country.
“By the way, if you give birth to a child and Woojeon (Moae) also has a child, isn’t the genealogy properly twisted?”
“Um… From the mother’s child’s point of view, am I a grandmother and a little mother at the same time? Big mom? Because that’s what it’s going to be like.”
“Gosh….”
Just thinking about it is mind-boggling.
“You’re not in a position to say anything else. And there was a guy named Therin. Doesn’t that overlap when she has a baby too?”
“Grunt….”
“Hey~ We’re not kidding ourselves. Three sets of mother and daughter. It’s amazing. Isn’t this how the imperial families of the eastern continent are all blended into one?”
“… It might be.”
I can’t deny it, so it’s even more absurd.
“Well, as long as Soyi is holding on, there’s no way that’s going to happen.”
Seorae spat that out and gently stroked her own stomach.
“What shall I name you?”
“‘Who’.”
“Tell him. The kid on the boat right now.”
“So ‘who’.”
“… The child I have now.”
“Okay. ‘Who’.”
“I am petting you.”
“Uh. ‘Who’.”
“… Why did you get dementia all of a sudden?”
“No, you are caught. Why don’t you understand?”
“You’re thinking about what to name the boy I’m banning right now.”
“Okay. ‘Who’.”
“….”
“The name is ‘who'”
“Damn.”
Seorae was annoyed and poured a whole marshmallow on her face.
It was the end of an impossible gag.
* * *
“This is how I came.”
Late night.
Soup sneaked into Ayla’s room and showed her a letter from the Great Kingdom.
There, it was stated that he refused to obey Soup’s order, and Aran’s will was written that he could not cede any territory.
“Like. Now I’m getting more and more work done. I can’t afford it.”
“You really don’t have to report it? Could it be that you are suspicious?”
“No. It’s okay. Rather, Mr. Soup was set up as a minor vassal so that he would not report.”
“I do not understand.”
“I’ll tell you everything later.”
Vassal agents.
It was something that Ayla was also locked in doubt.
Why on earth would you create a place like that?
However, after hearing about Juana’s situation from Aran, all doubts were resolved.
Vampneel!
Being Aran’s snake Gneel, she cannot do Aran her harm her, nor can she let him do her harm.
Therefore, in order to lead Aran to ruin, an existence that could handle the power of her empire and act without her knowledge her was needed, and that is her vassal system her.
“Just think of the reporting waivers you have. You may not report for up to three years. There’s a reason why it shouldn’t be. So you don’t have to report it, and you shouldn’t.”
“Um… If Ayla says so…”
Soup nodded his head.
“Then what should we do next?”
“If my sister finds out about this, I have no choice but to stop it. That’s why I work as much as possible without being caught. Wouldn’t it be just right before the war breaks out?”
“Ha, but if it’s that much, you’ll know even if it’s not my report.”
“Okay, but….”
Ayla laughed and laughed.
“My sister is a very smart person. She would have taken such measures.”
As if to prove her words of her, Juana’s shock declaration came the next day.
It was that she would leave the state affairs to the prime minister for the time being because of her poor health and live in seclusion.
“I went to the operation to block my ears. You seem to trust Mr. Soup quite a bit.”
“Haha… He was always gossiping about me.”
At that time, I didn’t even know that the target was her younger brother her, Aran, and I hit her her.
How stupid I am when I think about it now.
A figure the size of a princess would not come to her for no reason, but she was so lucky that she didn’t notice that fact.
“It threatens you.”
“Yes?”
“Send documents threatening the Great Kingdom. So it causes friction between the two countries. If it gets too much, her mother might intervene… Aran will take care of that.”
“Well, then what if a real war breaks out?”
“Then it’s best. It’s a war that will happen someday, as long as her sister her is there anyway. It is to limit it to the minimum scale in our line. Aran also has a plan, so believe me.”
“Um… Yes. I see.”
Soup followed Ayla’s words and wrote down a rather violent document.
Ayla, who was looking at it blankly, suddenly asked a question.
“By the way, are you planning to marry Aran?”
“Yes?!”
Exceptionally surprising soup.
Thanks to that, what I wrote was messed up.
“Oh, sorry.”
After briefly apologizing, Ayla brought me a new piece of paper.
“That… What’s the sudden….”
“Aran seems to think so. Honestly, it’s not like the two of you shared blood, right? According to her, she didn’t even officially have a brother and sister….”
The relationship between the two is quite ambiguous.
She didn’t swear or promise anything, she just had a solid bond while going through the same pain and suffering.
“A… No way Aran is king now, so why would he have a woman like me as her wife his? She has many wives.”
Soup waved his hand.
Apparently, she doesn’t think much of it.
“Oh. Soup-san has a higher social status?”
“This… That person gave it to him for his own plan. It is just a fog that will soon dissipate.”
“A. Still. Oh, or perhaps you are not very interested in men?”
“Hehe… In fact, she never gave much thought to it. I just want to find him because he’s my brother… Degree?”
“Um… Aran will be sad when he hears it.”
Ayla made a sad face.
It was a pretty pretentious expression.
“And Mrs. Ayla… That… Alan and… That…”
“Sex?”
“Yes Yes….”
“I did. Hehe. Actually, I fell for it.”
“Aran is like that… Well… One? Honestly for me….”
When Soup mixes her body with Aran, he is purely for rape.
Both of them were just beaten mercilessly in a situation where they were both insane or in a situation where only she was fine.
So it couldn’t be good.
But she said that when Isla listened to her, she felt like she was in heaven.
