[Korean Entertainment BTS] First Kiss

In 1506, the tenth king of the Joseon Dynasty died

The moon was shining brightly outside the window, and there was no sound outside the house. I stood in front of the window, and the breeze blew the paper on the table. I turned around, and the weight pressed the paper to prevent it from making any noise.

I closed my eyes, as if I heard the sound of swords in Changdeok Palace not far away...

My lover, Park Jimin, is called Yanshan Jun. The world regards him as a tyrant. My husband is the one who surrounded Changshou Palace in the royal city and forced him to leave the city to abdicate. What can I do?

Nothing, not even a single tear for this...

In 1493, Chengzong reigned

The first time I saw him was in Jianghua Island. My husband and I went to Chuandeng Temple to offer sacrifices. I saw him. With one step and one shake, he seemed to see me, turned around and looked around, and then turned around again.

I have different feelings for him.He is the son of Seongjong, the elder brother of the husband, and the future king - Park Jimin.

My husband and I, the fate of our parents is only the family relationship between husband and wife, my husband treats me like an elder brother, and I have no admiration for my husband.

I saw Park Jimin again at the family dinner after the ceremony.

I used to think that as the eldest son, he was the most honorable other than the king, but I found out that I was wrong, he was not doing well.

Most of the ministers pretended to greet him but mocked him, but the king as his father did not stop him, and the queen was his stepmother, who treated him with the slightest sincerity. How could this be the treatment a prince should have?

He watched all this with cold eyes, as if it was not him but someone else who was in the center of the storm.All I could see was that his hand holding the fan was tight, as if he was holding something, but there was nothing.

He smiled and exited the banquet neatly. He turned around, his clothes picked up the wine glass on the table, and there was a bang, not too loud, but the whole banquet was quieted down.

He subconsciously turned around to check, then turned indifferently and prepared to lift his foot to leave.

"My son, you interrupted the king's drinking pleasure, shouldn't you apologize?" Jin Zong said straightly.He was the representative of the Shilin faction among the two factions at that time.

"Really?" He turned around slowly, and his voice reached my ears, just as I imagined, as flat and indifferent and almost ruthless.

"My lord, I don't understand a few things in the book the day before yesterday, so I ask your lord to enlighten me." Husband said.

I wondered why my husband would rescue him, and turned around to ask, but he only gave me a reassuring look, and said to the maid, "Princess is drunk, she should go out to blow some air, and you help her out."

I walked in front, with the bright moon above my head, the moon is really bright tonight.Under the moonlight, my lonely shadow was cast on the ground. I plucked a flower and put it on the tip of my nose to smell it. There was a scent of flowers, but I had never smelled it before.

The figures on the ground are in pairs...

I asked him "Are you happy? You seem bored, what's bothering you"

"Princess, this is not something that the concubine must care about. How many people really care about whether I live well or not?"

"I have no memory of my mother. I just grew up alone, and then I married Mr. Yueshan, oh, and there are complicated etiquettes, women's rules that must be memorized." I said lightly, but my heart seemed to be on fire. Others have felt this way.

"Really, I can't remember my mother's face clearly either. It turns out that even the most cherished things will become blurred one day." He still answered the question in a cold voice, which didn't seem to belong to him.

"You can't be a little emotional? You talk like you, how do you know whether you are happy or not?" Facing this man, I still hope that he looks like a young man. I don't want to see him bear the burden all the time. Stress and misunderstandings that don't belong to him.

"Tch, what do you know?" He looked around, only a few cleaning maids, and said.

The words are concise, but I can hear the emotions in his words, not just plain.

"Okay, I'm relieved now. Everything will pass. You have to believe in yourself. If you don't like Confucianism, don't learn it. They want you to be as ruthless as a god. You can show your emotions, even if you are angry. , hate, it doesn't matter. You are yourself." I don't want him to be a victim of politics.In the Joseon Dynasty, under the seemingly peaceful alternation of political power, countless people were sacrificed. Some died, that’s okay, but there were those who couldn’t die but were more painful than death. He made people no longer human, but political tools... But I don't want him to be like this.

In 1494, Seongjong passed away, and the new king Park Jimin came to the throne, known as Yeonsangun in history

The second time I saw him was on the eve of the new king's ascension to the throne. My husband and I paid homage to the new king first.

When we stepped into the flower hall, there were dots of lotus flowers on the opposite side. In the center of the flower pond, there was a small circular courtyard without a roof.

He looked at us from afar, and we knelt down silently, but when we were about to kneel, he said, "Princess, I left my fan outside the door, you go and get it."

I was going to pick it up after I saluted, but when he saw that I was turning around and ready to salute, he hurriedly added "Go quickly".

Hearing this, I stepped out to find it.He silently sighed in his heart that the prince in the past did not show any emotions, but now he finally has his own emotions.

I walked out the door, but I couldn't find the fan he was talking about until my husband came up behind me and told me that the fan was by the lotus pond, and he was going to check tomorrow's sedan chair first, and asked me to give the fan to the king.

I turned back quickly, and just as my feet stepped into the flower hall, I heard a "swish", it was Park Jimin, he opened his fan and turned it slowly, the orange fan blended strangely with his brown gold-woven clothes, both indifferent and indifferent It also seems to imply this strong enthusiasm.

Fans fluttered in his hands, one by one, the sound of the fan opening and closing and the wind of his clothes rubbing against the air could be heard in his ears.Sometimes he looks at the fan, his eyes seem to be full of affection, and sometimes he turns to the lotus, the white lotus is reflected in his eyes, lighting up his eyes, so when he looks at me, the starlight in his eyes is also like a star The dazzling white of the lotus.

He was dancing alone on the round stage, but in my eyes, it seemed that there was a circle of people surrounding him, holding white paper fans, dancing and spinning as he commanded.His movements are concise and powerful, without the slightest sloppiness, yet revealing a sense of alienation, as if some forbearance is on the verge of release.

He is the king of tomorrow, he is someone I will never reach...

In the early morning of the second day, the husband was at the gate of the palace early to prepare for the new king.

I am in the flower hall, accompanying the new queen.

I didn't pay attention to what the new queen looks like, it's just politics.But seeing her speak elegantly and be gentle with others, he felt relieved that he actually needed a virtuous other half to help him and relieve his day's boredom.

And what I can do is try my best to play the role of Mr. Yueshan's concubine and pay attention to him silently.

In 1498, the killing ring was launched against the Shilin Group, and the property of the Xunjiu Group was confiscated later

He summoned me to Xiaoxu in the palace. In front of me, his eyes were reddish, and his clothes were neat. He was probably being served carefully by a maid. He still had that orange fan in his hand, shaking it slowly, but this fan With a flick of a finger, I am afraid that several ministers of the Shilin Group will be eradicated.

He just looked at me, chatted with me about family affairs, and then let me out of the palace.

Spring 1504

He knew that his mother, Concubine Yin, died in a court struggle, and after his mother died, his father ordered all records about Concubine Yin to be destroyed.

But now he is the king, and he wants to avenge his mother.He started to suppress the Shilin Group, confiscated the property of the Xungui Group, and the ministers protested in the court every day. He still didn't listen to what he could do. He wanted to avenge his mother.

I thought he would turn into an indifferent king, and I made mental preparations when I went, but after seeing him, my previous preparations all fell apart.

He sat upright, silently waved his hand to signal the maid to step down, then slowly got up, came to me, gently lifted my wristband around his waist, buried his head in my neck, and after a while, I Feeling him trembling slightly, I patted his shoulder lightly, and he sat on the ground with half his arms around me, his head still not raised.

"You are a king, what can be your trouble? I am by your side, you can tell me."

"You must never leave me, you must never betray me, okay?" came his slightly astringent voice.

"it is good"

As soon as I finished speaking, he changed his mind again, raised his head to stare at me, and said slowly, "As long as you don't leave me..." After speaking, he hugged me again, and put his chin lightly on top of my head, " Just don't leave me..."

However, I didn't know at that time that outside the palace, the situation was changing...

Autumn 1504

I picked up fallen leaves from the ground, and the autumn wind blew down the bustling scene of summer between the leaves. Everything was very quiet, as if there were only me and him in the world.

He stood looking at me from a distance, I couldn't see his eyes clearly, and was about to approach and talk to him, but he suddenly turned his back to me, waved his hand, and motioned for the maid to take me down.

When I returned to Yueshan Jun's mansion, I found that the plaque written in Hunminzhengyin was missing at the door, and the servants in the mansion were packing up in a panic.

My husband came, led me into the study, and said to me, "The king is gone, and now everyone is attacking him. I wrote to you that you are pregnant. I don't want you to be killed because of being intimate with him in the future. He is dissatisfied, so I use it." Hunmin Zhengyin wrote a letter and ordered the use of it to be banned in the whole country, and now everyone knows that you have made a clean break with him, and when he abdicates, the new king will not take his anger on you."

After listening to what he said, I was already frozen in place, and I didn't know how to react.

I betrayed him?

I left him?

When I don't know anything?

Someone knocked on the door, seeing that I was silent, my husband opened the door, closed it again, walked to me, handed me a box, turned and left.

I slowly opened it, and inside was the fan he had been holding in his hand all the time...

Looking at the desk again, it is the strategy of entering the city discussed by the husband and others.

Late Autumn 1504

I begged Park Jimin many times, but he still wouldn't let me into the palace.

I want to tell him that even if he is not a king and I am not a princess, it doesn't matter, I just want to be by his side, please let me be by his side.Even if everyone in the world hates him, I never will.

But that thick stone wall blocks everything.

On the first day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the husband led people to invade the palace. Although Park Jimin was unwilling, he was forced to abdicate and was exiled to Ganghwa Island.

My husband returned to the mansion, I don't know how to face him.

He stood outside the door and only said "he asked to go to Ganghwa Island"

With just this one sentence, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. He remembered, the first time we met, Jianghuadao, that handsome young man, he remembered it all...

I took out the fan and hugged it to my chest.That's all there is now.When I go out, I am the wife of Mr. Yueshan who helped eradicate the tyrant in the whole country. I must not cry.For him, I want to live a good life, in order to see him again.

Winter 1504

The snow was already one foot thick. I stood in front of the window and saw the red plums blooming in the yard through the window paper. Clothes, turned around and sat on the steps, ready to continue making fans.

During this time, whenever I thought of Park Jimin, I would pick up the fan and look at it, but after a long time, I was always afraid that the fan would wear out, so I wanted to make one myself, and I also thought that one day I could hand the fan into his hands , watch him dance again.

"Princess, Lord Yanshan is seriously ill, I'm afraid it's..."

"What? What are you talking about? What Yan Shanjun?" I froze for a moment, unwilling to believe it.

"..." The attendant was silent.

I waved her off.She closed the door carefully, and my tears fell on the fan the moment the door closed.

"I... still want to see you... the last... the last time, how can you... be so cruel..." I murmured, I could hardly make any sound intermittently, tears evaporated, but I found that my eyes were dry, It turns out that when you are extremely sad, you can't cry.

I stood up and rushed out the door, no matter what the world says, I want to see him for the last time, my lover - Park Jimin.

I ran through many courtyard gates, only to realize that the mansion is so big, so big that I feel like I can't escape in this lifetime...

"Ma'am, are you going to find him?"

Your husband appeared before me.I walked around him and continued to run, then stopped suddenly.where do i gowhere can i go

I turned back and took my husband's arm, "Let me see him for the last time, please..." Suddenly, I found that my face was full of tears.Husband slowly raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears on my face, lowered his head and paused for a while, then raised his head, looked into my eyes, and sighed softly, "Okay, I'll take you there."

"Thank you" After I finished speaking, I wanted to lift my feet and found that my legs were too soft to stand. The sun shone on my face, and I raised my hands to cover it, only to find that my hands were shaking...

A day later, at dusk, I finally arrived at Qiaotong on Ganghwa Island.

Looking at the desolate scenery in front of me, I couldn't imagine that Park Jimin had lived here for two months.

I lifted my feet and walked towards the house in front of me.

"Snapped"

It was the sound of a fan opening.

He came from behind me, took my hand, and led me to dance with him. His clothes brushed against my hand, cool and soft, just like the feeling he has always given me.

I looked at him, his face was pale, but he still danced vigorously, the fan opened and closed again and again, but the difference was that last time I was an outsider, but this time I was in his arms.

"Stupid, why are you here? If you are here, what I did before will be in vain, you know?" He stopped, hugged me, and said helplessly, but mixed with too much longing, let this The sentence that was originally a complaint has become too tender and tender.

"Why are you like this? Generally speaking, isn't it the male lead who deliberately creates misunderstandings for the female lead, and then the female lead hates the male lead all the time? How come there are people like you who take credit for it?" I hugged him, said something, and then used my strength One point, I don't want to leave him again.

"Where did you read the novel from?" He tapped my head.

I raised my head, originally wanting to give him a smile, but the moment I lifted the corner of my mouth, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

"What are you? No words of love, no confession, no kiss, but let me read until now... Just be your king, why did you become like this..." I choked up and said.

He just listened, smiled slightly, patted my back one by one, and then gently kissed my lips, warm and sweet.

"Why are you crying again, so unhappy to see me?" He said again, but this time I found that tears appeared in his eyes...

"Go ahead, I've seen you all, go ahead and take care of yourself," he said, turning around.

I took his hand, "No, I want to be with you"

"Go..." He didn't turn around, his hand let go of mine.

This is the last time I see him, my love Park Jimin.

He is still the king, even if he is deposed, he still has to maintain the royal demeanor, even if this so-called royal family has brought him too much harm and pain, even if his people hate him to the bone.

It was so quiet when he left that I didn't dare go outside the house for fear I'd find myself the only one in the Joseon Dynasty who was sad that he was gone.

I still want to live. I came to the flower hall, held a fan, danced slowly, and then fell down slowly. I didn't have the strength to stand up again. There is no one in this world who can make me stand up...