Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: The Birthday Celebration
Shortly after, the Emperor pulled the Empress for a hug as he kissed Haneul's forehead and smiled. "Happy Birthday, Han-i. My dear wife. You always make me happy, so today. I want to make you as happy as possible."
And by doing so, Haneul was about to let her tears come out when a thought strikes like a thunderbolt. She was gone for almost a year. And without the consent of the Emperor. What was more to that was, she used another person to act like her. But what was that treatment she got after going back? It was as if nothing had happened in the first place! Was everything a trap?
Thinking that she could still save her soul by acting cute, Haneul slowly looked at the Emperor with puppy eyes. "Wangchul-ah… I… I-"
