The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 546
Episode 546 The Warmth of the Na of Jim (1)
“Ummmmmmmmmmm included
“….”
What is this?
Why do I hear that sound on a sunny morning? How was it that as soon as I opened my eyes, I had a sound like that in my ears?
So, if singer Park Hoo-shin heard it in the early to mid-2000s, he would have given a standing ovation with his eardrums. This is the perfect classic vibration of the original cattle driving singing thod.
‘Urus…is it?’
Rachiel tossed and yawned. And I thought. It’s been a really long ti since I slept soundly. I enjoyed a perfectly soft sleep without even dreaming. Thanks to this, my body feels light and refreshing, as if it is flying.
‘By the way…’
How long did I sleep? Maybe I achieved the feat of having the longest sleep ti of my life. I opened my eyes with so anticipation. I slowly relaxed under the soft blanket. And then I woke up. Then, as expected, a welco voice was heard.
“Are you awake?”
It was Damian.
He was sitting by the bed looking at as if nothing had happened, as if the fatigue from intensive care had never existed in the first place.
“uh. I woke up. “I wish I knew.”
“I was just watching because it seed like you were enjoying so alone ti.”
“Is that even more terrifying? Have you been watching people squirm as they wake up?”
“Because it’s fun.”
“….”
“It is also my duty.”
“Oh, I don’t feel sincere anymore.”
“But it doesn’t matter.”
“what? why?”
“Because it’s fun.”
“….”
This guy since morning.
Rakiel asked with a bitter smile.
“Anyway, how long did I sleep?”
“You slept exactly one day.”
“what? “Is that all that happened?”
“yes.”
“Write it. “I thought I slept for three days.”
“I thought so too.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“yes. Roughly speaking. To be honest, my sleep ti wasn’t that much different from usual.”
“Is that so?”
“yes. “Thanks to you, I wake up at the sa ti as usual, get ready first, and watch over Your Majesty’s morning like this.”
“is it. “Thank you, it brings tears to my eyes.”
“If you know how grateful I am, please cancel the pay cut.”
“uh? Nope?”
“….”
“What about your body? Are you okay?”
“Please don’t change the subject.”
“Write it. “Your health is more important than your pay cut, right?”
“The pay cut is important to .”
“So, are you feeling okay?”
“yes. “I’m fine.”
Damian grinned.
“I no longer lose energy when I stay still. Of course, I feel like my stamina has dropped a bit due to the energy I have wasted or the weight loss… but I think I can fully recover this in a few days.”
“But you still shouldn’t overdo it.”
“Is that so.”
“uh. So, I told Sergio before I went to sleep yesterday. “Let rest for a few days and fill your empty spot with a special forces mber on ergency duty.”
“I heard that story early in the morning.”
“From Sergius?”
“yes. They tried to dissuade . “Follow His Majesty’s instructions.”
“But are you stubborn?”
“yes.”
“why?”
“I feel more at ease if I stay by your side.”
“Write it. “I’m not even a love doll.”
“I think it’s sothing of a totem.”
“totem? “What totem?”
“A health wish totem… I guess you could say.”
“….”
“I thought that if I was next to Your Majesty, no matter where I suddenly felt pain, He would imdiately say yes and insert a thorn. So I feel reassured. Even if it ans having your whole body pierced with thorns.”
“What do you an… are you a hedgehog wannabe?”
Rachiel stopped laughing.
It was the sa with Damian.
“Anyway, Your Majesty has ordered you to enter the main palace when you wake up.”
“Oh really?”
“yes.”
“Write it. “Then can we just pretend that I didn’t wake up?”
“That won’t work.”
“why?”
“I already sensed the presence of soone who ran to report, right?”
“….”
As expected, the emperor’s eyes and ears are still watching this way. Is this surveillance? Or is it overprotection? In the past, I think we could definitely say it was surveillance, but these days, it doesn’t seem to be the case. Rather, it felt closer to overprotection.
Rachiel, who felt a tightness in the back of her neck for a mont, eventually smiled bitterly.
“okay. “I guess there’s nothing we can do.”
So I got up from my seat.
I washed my face, slurped down breakfast, and quickly headed to the imperial palace. In the anti, I felt relieved for the first ti in a long ti.
‘It’s been a long ti since I had a morning without worries.’
When I thought about it, it was like that.
In the anti, I was only thinking about how to treat Damien’s lung cancer. It was like this from the ti I opened my eyes in the morning until I went to sleep at night. That was his daily life and the natural color of his day.
But not today.
I felt happy and empty because I no longer had to worry about that. It felt like the morning after a difficult exam.
‘But… it’s not over just because the test is over.’
Because the test continues.
Until the end of life.
Because that’s right.
The sa goes for the Demon King’s tricks. It will definitely bring a disease that is similar to lung cancer and possibly even more difficult to treat, and will take Damian hostage.
“….”
But don’t worry about that in advance. Even if you worry and worry without knowing what kind of illness will co, you will only lose this. In tis like this, let’s focus on recharging.
While I was thinking that, I was guided to the emperor’s office.
“Crown Prince Rachiel Adria Magentano cos to see His Majesty the Emperor, the rightful ruler of all these lands.”
“And he must be Jim’s son.”
“….”
What is that comnt?
Rakiel was shocked and looked at the emperor. Then the emperor smiled broadly.
“okay. “Did you sleep well last night?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. “Thanks to your majesty, I was able to have a good night’s sleep thanks to a castle like Hahae.”
“I see. “It makes my father and I happy to hear that you are like that.”
“….”
What is it really?
Why is this guy like this?
Why is it so sweet?
Are you trying to ask for a debt guarantee?
It was around that ti when I even had this absurd thought.
“So, have you eaten breakfast?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. “I ate a lot.”
“But this father has not eaten yet.”
“yes?”
“So, let’s eat together.”
“Yes?”
“Have breakfast served.”
The emperor paid no heed to their reactions and gave orders to the outside. The reaction was imdiate. Perhaps because it had been set up in advance (?), less than a minute after the emperor’s order was given, a sumptuous breakfast was delivered to the office as if it were rocket-delivered to the table.
“Now let’s get going.”
“….”
“Why are you doing that? Are you so full that you can’t eat any more?”
“Oh, that is…”
“I thought you would eat a hearty breakfast, so I prepared only things that are easy to digest. So, why don’t you at least try it?”
“…I understand.”
Rakiel looked at the table with a slightly bewildered feeling. It had to be that way. This was because the food on the table was quite different from the breakfast nu he had expected.
‘This… feels like Korean food?’
What was in front of him was not soup, but porridge. There was even a little sesa oil sprinkled on top of the porridge!
That wasn’t all.
The salad in the bowl next to the porridge did not have the kind of dressing that people here are used to. Instead, it was sprinkled with a little sesa oil, sesa seeds, and red pepper powder.
It was a bit clumsy, but it still felt like Korean food.
‘why?’
I was on high alert.
Could it be that the emperor discovered this person’s identity? Is that why they served Korean-style food to test this out? Are you trying to guess their reaction like that?
I guess it seems like that.
It was around the ti when I was thinking…
“Actually, the archangel told .”
“yes?”
The emperor said sothing unexpected.
What an archangel.
What else are you trying to say?
The emperor continued.
“I thought you would like this kind of food.”
“….”
“So I prepared it.”
“Ah, Seong-eun….”
“Don’t say you’re devastated. “I actually feel sorry for this father.”
“…yes?”
“Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever had such a cozy breakfast with you.”
“….”
what.
Isn’t that what you’re trying to do?
Or is it just a high-level performance?
To be honest, I was quite confused.
I picked up the spoon, feeling a little confused. I ate the porridge. As a side dish, I also ate a salad topped with red pepper powder dressing. It felt a little like ho. It’s been a while.
Then the emperor asked:
“And I heard it from the archangel. “I went to another dinsion with the archangel.”
“Oh yeah. “That’s what happened.”
“okay. “Is the culture there similar to here?”
“Ah… it’s very different.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“If you do this, you will have had a rewarding ti broadening your horizons.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. Fortunately, that was the case.”
“Besides, you helped soone there, right?”
“yes?”
what?
no way?
And to an archangel?
Listening to the emperor’s subsequent questions, it seed like that was true.
“The archangel said that even when you went to another dinsion, you were willing to help soone who was in a sad situation.”
“Oh yes… I did.”
What on earth was the archangel thinking? Why did you tell the emperor such a thing? Maybe to screw this side? The archangel I personally experienced did not seem to be that kind of person. But why?
My mind beca more complicated.
The emperor’s questions continued.
“okay. I see. “Did the person who received your help escape this unfortunate situation?”
“Yes, fortunately things worked out well.”
“I see. I see.”
“….”
why.
Why on earth?
Are the emperor’s eyes red with tears?
It was from then on.
Rachiel almost buried her face in the porridge bowl as she watched the emperor. The emperor looked at Rachiel with sad eyes. And I thought.
I heard everything from the archangel.
He also received a scolding from the archangel.
So I realized it deeply.
I feel a little resentful of you.
Thank you so much more than that.
For helping my real son.
For saving that poor guy.
For organizing that child’s life.
For doing the work that Jim couldn’t do.
For carrying out the work that Jim should have done.
I am truly ashad and shaless, and I am grateful.
‘So you too…’
From now on, I will consider you my son deep in my heart. If you are in danger, if that mont cos, I will give up my life a hundred tis to save you.
Emperor Asterion made a sincere promise.
And smiled brightly.
He said, holding back tears.
“You already ate it all. Would you like so more?”
“yes? Oh, that’s it…”
“Seeing how busy you were eating, I guess you were actually hungry.”
“yes? Oh, that’s it…”
“Then I guess I should eat more. Hello!”
“….”
Another bowl of porridge ca in. This ti it was an extra-large doll full of love and gratitude. Thanks, Rakiel thought. As expected, it’s true that this guy’s hobby is to harass . But it’s really strange. I really don’t understand why this guy has been crying since a while ago.
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