Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-seven: Malchin and Haneul
Wangchul shifted his gaze towards Haneul, and the Empress, of course, knew what to do. She called for Malchin and lifted up the tray with the two bowls of ramen in it. "Malchin. Can you bring this tray? These two bowls are for us to eat. Now, let us go to the greenhouse. I need to talk to you about something."
That being said, Malchin nodded as he picked up the tray from the Empress whilst the Imperial Prince was confused with the sudden change of events. "Sister? Are we not going to eat together?"
Was he going to be alone together with the Emperor, his brother? If so, then it would be the most long-awaited event in his life. However, if one were to look at the timing of it, eating breakfast with the Emperor alone was undoubtedly awkward and would cause both parties discomfort. If the Emperor was not aware, he was sulking yesterday unfit for an Imperial Prince to do so.
