Chapter 104 – It’s Okay Because We’re Drunk (3)

“Madam, we’ll take our leave now…”

“You’ve worked hard. Rest up.”

After seeing off the servants who had finished preparing her bath and were now leaving with lowered heads, Yang Hajung slowly began to undress.

Normally, she wouldn’t even spare a glance at her own body as she passed by, but Yang Hajung carefully examined herself.

She was proud of the fact that she hadn’t neglected her training, but because of her age, she had put on some noticeable weight.

Her slightly sagging breasts and buttocks, her greasy lower belly, and her thick, unruly pubic hair.

Even though she thought it was still okay, the mere thought of it was vulgar.

‘I should at least tidy up the hair…’

As she thought about it, she realized that there was no one left to see her anyway, so she changed her mind.

Continuing to stare at herself wouldn’t change anything. Yang Hajung first immersed herself in the bathwater.

As she submerged herself up to her shoulders, she felt her body warm up and her mind relax.

‘Yes, nothing happened. I just went crazy for a moment.’

She had heard that Paengwol was drinking at the guest quarters, so she went to check on him out of concern.

As she had feared, the two of them were seriously drunk and lying face down on the table.

She first tried to wake Paengwol up, but he was unresponsive. Kang Yoon was the same.

Yes, there was no problem up to that point. But the next moment was the problem.

Kang Yoon wrapped his left arm around her back and squeezed her wet breast.

‘He’s not even a twenty-year-old girl…’

Yang Hajung screamed and pushed his hand away, but Kang Yoon was still too drunk to get up.

In the end, Yang Hajung gave up on trying to get them up and called the servants who were still awake to move them.

“It’s okay because we’re drunk. We probably won’t even remember it. So it’s okay.”

The real problem was the fact that she couldn’t tell anyone about it with a clear conscience.

She had done something insane, exposing her breast and letting a young man touch it.

She felt sorry for Kang Yoon. He wasn’t even a young girl, and yet she had let him touch a middle-aged woman’s breast.

Fortunately, he was so drunk that he would never remember it.

Chapter 104 – It’s Okay Because We’re Drunk (3)

“Madam, we’ll take our leave now…”

“You’ve worked hard. Rest up.”

After seeing off the servants who had finished preparing her bath and were now leaving with lowered heads, Yang Hajung slowly began to undress.

Normally, she wouldn’t even spare a glance at her own body as she passed by, but Yang Hajung carefully examined herself.

She was proud of the fact that she hadn’t neglected her training, but because of her age, she had put on some noticeable weight.

Her slightly sagging breasts and buttocks, her greasy lower belly, and her thick, unruly pubic hair.

Even though she thought it was still okay, the mere thought of it was vulgar.

‘I should at least tidy up the hair…’

As she thought about it, she realized that there was no one left to see her anyway, so she changed her mind.

Continuing to stare at herself wouldn’t change anything. Yang Hajung first immersed herself in the bathwater.

As she submerged herself up to her shoulders, she felt her body warm up and her mind relax.

‘Yes, nothing happened. I just went crazy for a moment.’

She had heard that Paengwol was drinking at the guest quarters, so she went to check on him out of concern.

As she had feared, the two of them were seriously drunk and lying face down on the table.

She first tried to wake Paengwol up, but he was unresponsive. Kang Yoon was the same.

Yes, there was no problem up to that point. But the next moment was the problem.

Kang Yoon wrapped his left arm around her back and squeezed her wet breast.

‘He’s not even a twenty-year-old girl…’

Yang Hajung screamed and pushed his hand away, but Kang Yoon was still too drunk to get up.

In the end, Yang Hajung gave up on trying to get them up and called the servants who were still awake to move them.

“It’s okay because we’re drunk. We probably won’t even remember it. So it’s okay.”

The real problem was the fact that she couldn’t tell anyone about it with a clear conscience.

She had done something insane, exposing her breast and letting a young man touch it.

She felt sorry for Kang Yoon. He wasn’t even a young girl, and yet she had let him touch a middle-aged woman’s breast.

Fortunately, he was so drunk that he would never remember it.

As Yang Hajung thought about the events of the night before, she couldn’t help but feel disgusted with herself.

She had always prided herself on her self-control, but last night she had let her guard down and almost succumbed to her desires.

But she couldn’t let that happen again. She couldn’t risk ruining her reputation or hurting her lover.

“I should stay away from him from now on.”

Despite her curiosity and her special circumstances, she had to maintain her dignity.

That was why she had refused Paengwol’s offer. She couldn’t afford to risk her reputation for something so vulgar.

As a woman who didn’t know the true nature of men like Kang Yoon, it was the only logical conclusion.

“I have nothing to do!”

Despite successfully escaping to Paengwol’s quarters, she found herself with nothing to do.

One of the two pillars that supported her life, her passionate sex life, had disappeared.

Of course, she continued to diligently practice her martial arts. As a member of the Mu family, it was a given that she would train in combat.

She practiced the various techniques of the sword, the spear, the fist, and the staff, repeating them over and over again…

“To be honest, it’s not very fun…”

As she continued to repeat the same movements, she would often discover areas where she was lacking.

She would recall the attacks of Sabu, Hwangbo Hyoseon, Paeng Yeonhwa, and her mother, and reflect on what she was missing.

Sometimes, she would even realize the meaning behind movements she had mindlessly performed in the past.

But the catharsis of realizing that her skills had improved dramatically while practicing against the attacks of the masters was so great that it made up for the monotony.

Sometimes, the gradual improvement of her skills felt boring.

“I’ve already mastered the first-class level.”

Thanks to her battles with the mediocre opponents in the Guryongjaengpae, her skills had improved yet again.

She now knew exactly when and in what situation to use each technique.

But even with all the techniques she knew, she still couldn’t cover every possible situation.

“If I surpass the techniques, will I become a master?”

In martial arts novels, it was often said that if one surpassed the techniques, they would reach the level of Hwakyung or Hyunkyung.

But she didn’t even know what it meant to surpass the techniques, let alone whether it waspossible for her to achieve such a level.

As she continued to ponder, she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her lower body.

It was a feeling she hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Her body was aroused.

She tried to ignore it, but the sensation only grew stronger.

She realized that it was because of the young man who had touched her breast the night before.

Despite her efforts to push him away, the memory of his touch was still vivid in her mind.

She couldn’t help but feel a sense of shame and disgust at herself for being aroused by such a vulgar act.

But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the fact that her body was responding to it.

She tried to suppress her desires, but the more she tried, the stronger they became.

In the end, she couldn’t resist the temptation any longer.

She reached for the lotion she had brought with her and began to apply it to her body.

As she rubbed the lotion onto her breasts, her nipples became erect.

She couldn’t help but let out a moan as she continued to touch herself.

Her fingers moved down to her lower body, and she began to rub herself there as well.

The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn’t stop herself from moaning and gasping.

She continued to pleasure herself until she finally reached orgasm.

As she lay there, panting and sweating, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of shame and disgust at herself.

But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the fact that it had felt good.

She knew that what she had done was vulgar and shameful, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of liberation.

For the first time in a long time, she had allowed herself to indulge in her desires.

And despite the shame and disgust she felt, she couldn’t deny the fact that it had been worth it.

In the midst of my busy schedule, I moved around, avoiding people who seemed to notice me, feeling strangely uncomfortable when I was alone.

Ah, the peculiar Korean trait of feeling uneasy when alone.

“As the security system changes, it would be good to have more break rooms. We could also allocate some of the empty guest rooms for that purpose…”

As I walked, trying to avoid others without drawing attention, a familiar voice suddenly caught my ear.

When I turned my head, our eyes met.

But as soon as our eyes met, I quickly turned my head and continued the conversation with the middle-aged man.

“Once the personnel placement is confirmed, I’ll let you know.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Is there anything else?”

“No, there isn’t.”

I continued to chat with the middle-aged man for a while, as it didn’t seem like there was anything that would cause a problem if I joined in.

Soon, the conversation ended, and the middle-aged man nodded his head and left, leaving only Yang Ha-jung and me behind.

“Hello, Mrs. Paeng.”

“…Yes, how are you doing?”

Yang Ha-jung hesitated for a moment before answering my greeting.

She’s avoiding me, isn’t she? In my head, I was imagining all sorts of things, but I haven’t done anything wrong so far, have I?

“Yes, thanks to your consideration, I’m doing well.”

“Good. If there’s anything uncomfortable, feel free to come find me.”

Even the suggestion to come find her felt like there was a gap in her words, as if she didn’t really want to say it.

Where did I get this favorability from?

“Mrs. Paeng, are you busy right now?”

“Not really…”

“Then, would you have time to have a cup of tea with me?”

Yang Ha-jung couldn’t treat me, a guest, coldly, so she stiffly nodded her head.

‘Ha, I hope she didn’t notice anything.’

Yang Ha-jung’s heart was pounding. She had tried to keep her distance, but did the other party come to her?

There was no reason for an adult to come find her after a young lady, so…

Yang Ha-jung anxiously wondered if the other party would ask her something about herself.

“Mrs. Paeng, I have something to ask you…”

“Huh?!”

Kang Yoon opened his eyes wide, coughed once, and continued.

“I was just wondering if Mr. Paeng is busy right now and if I could ask what’s going on…”

Ah, Yang Ha-jung understood.

He probably couldn’t get an answer from Paeng Wol, so he came to ask her.

Yang Ha-jung felt her heart lighten, but then realized that she couldn’t easily reveal everything on her mind.

“It’s a bit difficult to just say that we’ll send our men to the officials and promise support…”

It’s commonly said that officials and martial artists are incompatible.

Even if they are martial artists, from the country’s perspective, they are just lawless civilians, and if they commit murder, it is right to punish them.

However, because it would cost too much in terms of manpower and resources to monitor martial artists who have mastered martial arts and are much stronger than regular soldiers, it is overlooked.

What if such martial artists grow their power with the help of officials?

“Of course, it would be difficult to receive support at the national level, but…”

Even if they only receive support from one castle, it would be an unpleasant situation for other martial arts factions.

“Sorry, Sohyup, but it’s hard to explain that.”

“Is that so? Well, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Even though he had tried to find out, Kang Yoon accepted her refusal lightly and shrugged.

From Kang Yoon’s perspective, he had only asked for a topic to talk to Yang Ha-jung, and he wasn’t particularly interested in anything.

“Oh, come to think of it, your wife must have come back in the middle and couldn’t see Ad-nim’s martial arts.”

Contrary to Yang Ha-jung’s thoughts that he had come to find her because he was curious about Paeng Wol’s situation, Kang Yoon continued to hold her and talk.

His description of how strong Paeng Wol was from the perspective of the person involved was very vivid and amusing, and Yang Ha-jung listened with occasional laughter.

Even though the explanation ended in his defeat, he spoke with a nonchalant attitude as if he were the winner, which was also fascinating.

“Honestly, it felt like hitting a wall. I vowed to give him a hit even if I couldn’t win, but in the end… Yes, I lost.”

“Well, you’re a Guryong now, aren’t you? Just by having your name on it, it means you’re carrying the burden of the martial arts world. There’s nothing to regret.”

“I knew from the beginning that I couldn’t win… but still, it’s a bit disappointing that it’s a difference between the head and the body.”

The man spoke with a face that didn’t look disappointed at all.

“That’s great. Ad-nim, who gave birth to a painful baby, is the highest postpartum index in the Kangho. You’re tied for first place, though.”

Yang Ha-jung’s face darkened abruptly at Kang Yoon’s words. She opened her mouth heavily.

“Didn’t you know? Wol is my stepson. I’m the second wife of the lord.”

“Oh…”

When he said that, people laughed awkwardly.

Yang Ha-jung hoped that she wouldn’t make any mistakes in the future, but she seemed to be drawing a line because they were not her biological children.

However, as a mother who had not fully opened her heart to her stepson for decades, she couldn’t help but feel bitter about the situation where he was mistaken for her biological child.

“I see. Then, I’ll cancel the part about giving birth to a painful baby.”

Yang Ha-jung looked at Kang Yoon with a childish gaze. Whether he noticed it or not, Kang Yoon opened his mouth.

“I’m also carrying an heir. It would be nice if we were related by blood, but there’s no problem with loving and cherishing them even if we’re not.”

“…Is that so.”

As someone who had no way of knowing how Kang Yoon loved his heir, Yang Ha-jung found his words sincere and heartwarming.

At the same time, the guilt of mocking such a good young man while he was asleep only grew stronger.

“I’m sorry. Although I’m a coward who can’t even apologize to you… If there’s anything I can do to help, I’ll definitely be there for you.”

Of course, if she could see inside Kang Yoon’s head, her words would disappear without a trace.