When the Black Moon Rises - Chapter 230
Chapter 230
Choi Deokmun, who was surprised, turned his body.
‘How? How does that woman know Jangmyung’s name?’
While they could snatch bodies, they couldn't snatch even memories.
So, even when a loving family member appeared, they didn’t even properly know their identity, let alone their name.
‘But this woman knows Jangmyung?’
The woman’s body shook.
“Since it’s winter now, our Jangmyung caught a cold…….”
“…….”
“He caught a cold when we separated.”
The woman's wet face became distorted.
“Since the weather has gotten cold, please let me see just once, just once if he’s alright.”
‘How does she even know that fact.’
The old merchant's Adam’s apple moved.
His mouth burned dry. His hands trembled.
‘Someone must have told her about the situation that day.’
But how, and who would have told that fact? Who would even remember such a thing.
“How did……”
Choi Deokmun stopped his words midway because the voice that he took out until there trembled so much.
He swallowed dry saliva, cleared his throat, and asked again.
“How were you maintaining consciousness?”
“It hasn’t been long since I became like this. I don’t know why, but that woman didn’t erase my soul, she put two inside one body.”
“…….”
“I know that it won’t be believable. I also would have been like that.”
“…….”
She slowly explained her situation.
When she came to her senses, her body had been dying.
So she didn’t dare to even think of seeing you or her child.
“Just locking everyone inside the wall and setting fire was the best I could do so there would be no more victims like me.”
“…….”
“But after getting hit by the light spreading fully in the sky that day, my body got better.”
“How did you know that I was here.”
“I saw that child in the Ju family mansion, and I heard that the people who ran away at that time went to the White Stone Pavilion. So I wondered if you were also in this place…….”
“Then you should have come straight to this place as soon as your body got better. The Ju family elders and the Baek family warriors kept looking for the culprit who started the fire. Why did you keep hiding your appearance and then appear only now?”
“If I was caught by them? If I asked them to let me see you, would they really have let me?”
“…….”
“So I did that. Because if I was caught like that, I thought I would have to go to the judgment stand without seeing your face even once. Because even when I went, I wanted to at least see properly the face of our son, whom I couldn't even hug once.”
The Seventh Consort spoke haltingly, wetting her entire face.
“So I came to this place with my own feet.”
“……Are you really you?”
“I know that these are words you can't believe. I won’t ask you to believe me. But.”
The woman lifted her head.
Deep affection was contained inside wet eyes.
“Can you just, just hug me once?”
I’ve been waiting for it for a very long time.
To see you again. To see my son again.
For that day when our family of three meets again and hugs each other.
“……Please just show me Jangmyung once. Just to confirm if he’s alright, I’ll just confirm if he’s really alright. Just how well he grew up, I’ll just confirm that.”
Then I’ll do anything.
Whatever death you want, I’ll follow you.
“…….”
Choi Deokmun still couldn't believe the woman saying those words.
Didn’t those who occupied others' bodies through body snatching all lie wickedly?
Didn't they repeat all kinds of lies to survive no matter what?
However, even while repeatedly reminding himself that she might not be like that, his body pained by longing trembled, wanting to believe that woman.
Choi Deokmun ran in one stride and strongly embraced his wife's body.
“A, are you really you? Are you really you?”
The woman embraced in her husband’s arms couldn't make out a proper voice now.
She just nodded her head spilling only tears.
Embracing that woman with strength, Choi Deokmun’s face also got wet in an instant.
“Jangmyung!”
He sobbed, forgetting even his age, and then shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Jangmyung!”
The Clan Head’s office door opened, and a tall man revealed himself.
Seeing the couple strongly embracing each other and crying, Choi Jangmyung also approached them.
The day when Sehwa and Baek Giha's wedding ceremony was, even clouds were not visible in the sky.
The clear blue sky stretched on endlessly.
While the wind was cold, flowers that were in full bloom everywhere created a spectacle.
The surrounding territories were overflowing with people who came to see the wedding, so there were not many places to step their feet on the street.
Those who had the right to attend the wedding ceremony equipped their best clothes and rushed to the White Stone Pavilion since early on.
Those who were not invited also circled around the White Stone Pavilion, anticipating if they could perhaps see the groom’s and the bride’s faces.
And when it wasn’t even noon yet, someone shouted after hearing the sounds of musical instruments being transmitted from afar.
“The bride is coming! It’s the bride's procession!”
The people who had filled both sides of the main street tightly parted in half as if the tide was ebbing.
The bride’s large palanquin was approaching between them, led by numerous attendants and the bride’s older brothers.
The faces of the two older brothers leading the procession were quite funny no matter who saw them.
Faces that were angry and also happy, faces that were pissed and also happy.
While they had expressions as if they didn’t know what to do, they were steadily doing their own jobs as if they couldn’t allow even one flaw in the wedding ceremony.
Behind them, the Ju Clan Elders and warriors followed on horseback, wearing deep red ceremonial robes.
Dozens of flags symbolizing the Ju Clan stood everywhere in the procession.
The procession of musicians, servants, warriors, and blood relatives endlessly continued, as if saying that the class of the Ju family had never fallen even once.
Only the expressions of the elders following the procession were not so bright among them.
Ju Sanghyun, a Ju Clan elder, watched the people crowded on both sides of the road and clicked his tongue inside his mouth several times.
Until now, all those who held weddings with the Ju Clan, regardless of the positions of the bride and groom, did the ceremony in the Ju Clan’s territory.
While the situation of the Ju family had become like this, to even ignore such a custom.
‘Even if it's temporary. What was Elder Myoungyoon doing, unable to properly handle even this one task after becoming the Clan Head? While even becoming the father-in-law to the leader of the Six Clans?’
The Ju Clan members doing the ceremony outside like this was the first time happening in the history of the Mystic Realm.
‘There’s already talk around us because of the matter of the Corrupt Dragon and the Mystic Ruler, but in times like this, the Clan Head should have argued that the wedding should be held in the Ju Clan’s territory.’
It was when he was murmuring his complaints, just loud enough to be heard.
A group of people approached from afar.
“N, no. What are those people wearing right now?”
“Black? They’re wearing black, the color used in mourning clothes?”
The elders were all flustered, watching the people approaching with solemn expressions on horses.
The crest of the Sacred Water was embroidered on their clothes flamboyantly in gold thread.
However, no matter how flamboyant it was, the fabric that was the base for the mourning clothes was all black.
How could they wear the ominous black at a wedding?
In the very front of the group was Choi Jangmyung.
Ju Sanghyun, whose face reddened in an instant, didn’t care about the crowd that was surrounding them and shouted.
“Even if you don’t know the rules of the Mystic Realm since you lived in exile, how can you appear in front of me right now wearing such clothes-.”
“I permitted it.”
“Clan Head Baek!”
Someone came forward on a horse among the group wearing the black ceremonial robes.
It was Baek Giha.
“Why are you here? Don’t you know that you shouldn’t see the bride’s face before the ceremony begins?”
“She’s inside the carriage, and I can’t see her face, so what does it matter?”
“That's not what I’m saying! Ignoring the rules of the wedding ceremony like this is the same as ignoring our Ju Clan--.”
“You’re misunderstanding something.”
Baek Giha’s voice lowered a bit.
Ju Sanghyun’s body trembled at the gaze that was as if slapping his face without touching it.
“Wh, what are you talking about?”
Seeing him, Baek Giha laughed. Along with the playful laughter, the ominous energy from Baek Giha’s body disappeared in an instant.
“It’s not ignoring but dedicating. The fact that my body and soul are already bound to her. Making her come to this place is also to dedicate everything I have at her feet. You don’t understand that heart so much.”
The crowd, who had been holding their breaths and listening to Clan Head Baek's voice, reddened their faces among themselves and cheered at those words.
However, Ju Sanghyun barely held up his body that was exhausted as if he wanted to sit down on the ground, on the horse.
“I couldn't wait until the bride arrived. So I came to greet her with my thrilled heart, so please don't blame me so much, Elder.”
Along with the words, Baek Giha turned his body.
He took out money bags that the exiles wearing black clothes, including Choi Jangmyung, had brought and scattered them towards those cheering.
Those who screamed joyfully seeing the glittering gold coins quickly picked up the money.
They cheered at the groom's generosity and again expressed gratitude by scattering flowers.
While everyone was joyful, only Ju Sanghyun hardened his face.
His gaze was touching the back of Baek Giha’s head as he went forward with a dignified back.
‘Seeing that Baek family bastard’s behavior. If I don’t become the Clan Head, the state of the Ju family will become even more ridiculous.’
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