Sohwa muttered, “Wow, guess quick thinking really is everything.”
Earlier today, Hwayeong had been adamant that Hwaan’s injury was nothing more than an excuse.
But the second the empress turned to face her, she pivoted, putting on a show of concern for her brother and seizing the opportunity.
Sohwa had to admit, Hwayeong’s schemes usually worked—even if not always.
As Sohwa shook her head in amazement, Hwayeong leaped onto the bed, grabbed a cushion, and tossed it into the air, shouting in triumph.
“I’m finally free!”
“Only for the day, Milady.”
Sohwa quickly corrected her. “You’re set to leave in the morning and be back by the afternoon.”
At that, Hwayeong snapped her head toward Sohwa, her expression indignant.
“Oh, don’t ruin the moment. What matters is that I’m getting out at all.”
“Well....”
Though a bit concerned by her excessive excitement, Sohwa decided to see it as a good thing.
