The biggest deductible from Cheong’s scorecard was his lowly background.

The lowliness of the Qing Dynasty can be raised by Wangya.

When the Yeon faction said that a woman’s lowliness can be raised by meeting her father well, it was not a hawk’s trick but sincerity.

But what about Wang Ya, who accepted the request?

How can I watch as they point fingers at me for keeping something lowly by my side?

But it turns out she’s a princess!

This means that she is the legitimate daughter of the imperial family from the empress, and has even already been given the title of princess.

So, with the smile on Yeonpa’s face, and the precious bloodlines coming together, wouldn’t it be true that they would become the most precious pair in the world?

Yeonpa always lives with the reputation of being lowly.

Someone once said that people are inherently obsessed with and crave what they do not have.

Of course, since there was no such self-reflection or deep counseling in the central government, the Yeonpa could not recognize its own shortcomings.

However, if those who specialize in analyzing the wounds of others see this, they will note that the people of the Yeon faction are from the lowest class of the Jungwon people, the villagers.

By chance, Mujae was able to get noticed and join a sect called Yeonsungpa, but he couldn’t take off the name tag that called him a lowly monkey.

It is a regret of an old life that ended with the annihilation of a legendary magician, a legendary magician, and a sect, but the Yeon faction still could not escape from being a lowly female disciple who was looked down upon.

So, according to psychoanalysts, Yeonpa still thinks of himself as lowly and is more obsessed with preciousness.

Some might say that the owner’s prestige is Jongnyeon’s prestige, and that it is a manifestation of the desire to deny one’s own birth and become precious.

However, the result of analyzing wounds in this way always ends up turning the character into a miserable yet selfish individual.

If the Yeon faction is like that, you’re welcome.

I was really excited.

This is truly a match made in heaven!

Sae-a, no, ma’am, 10,000 bloodline points.

The fact that the two are uncles is not a problem for Yeonpa.

In fact, in Jungwon, marriage between people with the same last name is prohibited.

Scholars all over the world stood up and pointed fingers, and the logic was that eating blood relatives is any different from animals (animals can be unfair).

However, to the people of the Middle East, the law is a concept that if you keep it, it is a loss, and the person who protects it is laughed at as an idiot.

This is one of the characteristics of the Chinese nation and is the very spirit of Chineseness that future descendants also carry in their hearts and practice.

So no one obeys the law.

In addition, the law of the Central Plains has never existed above power for a single moment.

This is the same in the future, so there was a chance to stand on top once, but nothing happened.

Thus, the law of the central plains was destined to remain forever as a sword-wielding slave of the powerful and a bastard who cuts down the weak.

So what can the people of the world do?

The king is in a relationship with the princess, but if the lowly things dare to whisper, they will only end up with their heads cut off.

It doesn’t matter if people who are precious don’t follow the law.

In addition, this is something I am personally very happy about.

Originally, traditional Chinese culture was where people of one surname came together to form a village and lived together.

Then, once in a while, they invaded a neighboring village and plundered women, slaves, and grain.

Even now, remote villages in fortified mountain valleys are all clusters of people with the same last name, so they are truly a community of neighbors and cousins, with no distinction between neighbors and cousins.

This is where the Yeon faction comes from.

Therefore, rather than a marriage between strangers who do not know anything about each other’s background or personality, a marriage between relatives who have known each other since childhood is a match made in heaven because they are close and for each other.

So, that’s actually good!

Yeonpa is just as happy.

To what extent I am happy, I don’t even know it hurts even though I had torn and punctured the wound and had it stitched again.

This is not the time for this old man!

“Princess, it is not for you who are precious to do such things. “The cart will be pulled by cloth, so please rest your precious body.”

Cheong suddenly gets goosebumps.

what? What if your mother-in-law, who had been living alone, suddenly became a housewife?

“No, you don’t know if she’s a princess or not? “It’s just that Empress Mama, um, it’s a really mean thing to say out loud. Anyway, you may be a bit mistaken.”

“If you just look at the physiognomy, a precious person will have a precious womb. “It is clear that Princess Boa is of dragon blood, so there is no reason to doubt her any more.”

For the Yeon faction, authenticity is no longer necessary.

If you’re a real princess, you’re a princess.

The Empress has already vouched for her and even given her a card, so even if she is a fake princess, she can become a princess.

Cheong is dumbfounded. of course.

“No, it was definitely like that just an hour ago. “Are you suddenly changing your language?”

“The old man was so blind that he did not recognize the nobleman even when he saw him, so I will take whatever punishment he deserves. However, even if you cut off this old creature’s neck, its innate preciousness will not disappear.”

“madam. It’s going to turn. Okay, let’s get on again.”

“How can you tell me to get on the carriage pulled by the princess? “If you didn’t know, you wouldn’t know, but when you find out, it’s as uncomfortable as if you were sitting on a needle.”

A vein is bubbling out on Cheong’s forehead.

“madam. “Is that why they even remodeled everything to make it more comfortable?”

“I’m not talking about ride comfort. “The heart of a thousand things is like that.”

“It’s okay? Let’s get on because it’s the princess’s order. “What would I be if I told my grandmother, who was about to pass her life, to pull a cart?”

Cheong is naturally weak to elders, and because of his background, he cannot do that.

Isn’t it like riding on an old lady’s paper cart, even though she can’t push it?

Even if the old lady has holes and tears all over her body and is on the verge of vomiting blood.

(However, the grandmother is an unrivaled expert in flower gardening)

“If that’s true, I will follow your orders.”

Tears well up in Yeonpa’s eyes.

Wasn’t the reason why the Yeon faction settled in the royal family thanks to the great mountain-like grace that welcomed even the lowly Madu-nyeon as a member of the family?

Now I see that Mrs. Buchang Busu is truly a kind-hearted person.

10,000 points for your infinite mercy and kindness to those below you.

No, how dare you give points to someone who has so many precious things. What an unholy bitch.

Even if Choi Lyon was asked to score Cheong, he wouldn’t be this generous.

Since he is receiving a lot of love from the Wheelchair Witch following the Wheelchair Demon Army, the Qing’s merciless massacre of the elderly does not discriminate against the Jeongsama.

—-

This happened before Jayu received the royal throne, and he was not a Deokhyeon, so he stayed in the imperial palace.

Freedom’s hobby, which truly matched his ink-scented appearance, was the act of reading the words of the sage, and today, too, he was enjoying his hobby under the pretext of studying.

… … oh my… … miss… … If you do this… … please… … Body pain… … Jebaal… …

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, murmur! The door opens so loudly that it breaks open.

“uncle! What are you doing!? Let’s play!”

Regardless of her status as a prince, she is a woman who dares to open a man’s door without fear.

She is tall and has a beautiful face, but her breasts are so swollen that she is so stupid and shallow that she is the image of a seductress who would burst into a man’s door.

However, there are factors worth considering.

Although the fetus is already clearly a woman, the spirit inside is that of a ten-year-old child.

“This. Did you escape again?”

“I’m bored. Let’s play.”

“Uh huh, where did you get such vulgar language-”

“I’m bored! Let’s play!”

“Now is definitely the time to read poetry-”

“Does it matter? “I’m bored?”

This is bad.

Freedom shook his head gently.

Normally, a ten-year-old child has no problem as serious as boredom, so the fact that this is the time to read poetry in front of the bachelor is not that important.

“If you’re bored, I have another niece-”

“They are no fun. What’s so fun about sitting still and twiddling your fingers? Don’t do that, start a sword fight. “Knife fighting.”

“Hmm, if it’s a sword fight, not me-”

“Out of all the people I know, my uncle is the weakest? The only person who takes it easy even though he doesn’t care is my uncle. It’s not fun if you try to do it with someone who watches you. “I’m going to beat my uncle.”

It is said that it is freedom that is inherently weak, but no matter how young it is, no matter how honest it is, it is usually said with such confidence.

And didn’t you say it was definitely going to hit?

“I didn’t. “I want to play with my uncle.”

“It was definitely like that.”

“I didn’t.”

“I’m sure he would beat my uncle-”

“I didn’t.”

As my waist continues to be cut off, even though I am free, I secretly feel jealous.

I feel like I want to punch him in the face.

However, Jayu held back like an elder.

It is obvious that if you fight, you will lose your freedom, and if you argue with your nephew before that, you will end up as an asshole whether you win or lose.

“hmm. “You don’t like sword fighting?”

“How about calligraphy and painting instead? “A good piece of paper just arrived.”

“Mmm.”

My nephew pretends to think for a while.

And then finally comes to a conclusion.

“no. Rather, um. hungry. “Uncle, I’m hungry.”

“Then I’ll tell you to bring snacks right away-”

“No, I have sweet potatoes. “Let’s eat sweet potatoes.”

“what?”

What kind of sweet potato taryeong is this all of a sudden?

Jayu looks at his nephew in bewilderment at the sudden sound.

But was it really this beautiful?

It seems like my height grew by three inches while I was looking away for a moment.

hmm? Aren’t you a friend, not a nephew?

A woman who suddenly turns blue jumps and falls through a side door in the room of freedom.

“Friend, why are you going into the servants’ room?”

Anyway, I can’t stop you.

Freedom smiles bitterly and opens the door to the servant’s room.

Soon the eyes of freedom open wide.

There is a dazzlingly beautiful hillside.

A breathtakingly beautiful white back that seems to have been created by gathering only the finest and most precious of the countless lines drawn by the female body.

Both arms raised to tie up the hair.

And under the armpits, why is it that the flesh hanging on the front is clearly visible when looking at the back from behind?

Freedom stares blankly at its back, forgetting to breathe.

No matter how many times I see it, it’s so amazing that I just want to keep looking at it, so I just keep looking at it for hours and hours.

Then the woman said as if something suddenly occurred to her.

“Ah, friend. sweet potato. “Do you want some sweet potatoes?”

Only then did I see the hideous rotten sweet potato stuck to my side, the horrible lesion swollen to the size of a pumpkin-

“Huh!”

Freedom stood up straight away.

“Water, give me some water.”

Feeling dizzy, I looked for water, but for some reason there was no sign of popularity, so there was no servant to offer food.

Only then did I come to my senses and think, oh, that’s right, it wasn’t Wang Bu.

“ha. What kind of dream is this… … .”

And after that, a sense of self-destruction pours in.

Aren’t you a nephew or niece?

I was endlessly looking at my nephew’s backside, but how could I not be mesmerized by such art? It was truly beautiful.

The eyes of freedom lose focus for a moment.

Let’s do that for a while.

“Hmm, hmm.”

Jayu, who blushed and cleared his throat, ended up frowning and roughly lying back on the bed.

When I close my eyes, I think of that white, beautiful skin that was like the light of the moon.

“Turn around, I’m going to turn around.”

Jayu looks around, sees a water bottle on the table, and, forgetting about face, puts it to his mouth and takes a gulp.

As soon as I got into the cold water, I felt like I was coming to my senses.

It shouldn’t be like this.

What is the reason that people are people?

It is the freedom of being absorbed in reading the words of the sage as a hobby.

How can I be like my nephew? How can I be so absurd? I can’t. The smooth line along the spine, the neatly raised bone structure, the shadow of the ribs clearly visible below the armpits, and the heavy presence like a large mountain that is revealed to the left and right. Ah, the basket. ! The basket is stuck!

At the absurd imagination of freedom itself, boom! My face turns red and looks like it’s about to explode.

However, the aesthetic sense of freedom, who is well-versed in taboo calligraphy and painting, is the most beautiful in the past and the future, and the artistic behind-

Freedom is great! He tapped both my cheeks roughly, then grabbed the water bottle and flipped it over my head.

Slurp… … .

However, since it is a water bottle with a narrow mouth, the cold water flows down my head without any help.