The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

218th Episode – Anything

Yujinhwi wasn’t foolish enough not to understand the hidden meaning behind the Crown Princess’s words.

The Crown Princess was aware of her gender.

Yujinhwi felt a slight agitation but soon quelled it.

When talking about information organizations in the world, people discussed the Beggar Sect and Hao Mun, but they weren’t the strongest information organizations.

Dongchang.

The direct intelligence agency of the Ming Empire’s royal family, Dongchang, was indeed the mightiest spy organization surpassing the Beggar Sect and Hao Mun.

And the Crown Princess before him effortlessly manipulated Dongchang like her own limbs.

It wouldn’t have been difficult for her to find out her gender.

“Reveal your true self, Yujinhwi. You wouldn’t think of being rude in front of me, would you?”

“I shall obey your command, Your Highness.”

Yujinhwi politely bowed and then released her chest bindings and disguise. Her full bust and the beauty hailed as the most beautiful in the world were fully revealed.

“I apologize for my rudeness, Your Highness.”

“No need. I understand there were circumstances. Please, lift your head and sit. It’s fine to look at me directly. No need for formalities.”

As the Crown Princess offered her seat, Yujinhwi politely sat across the table in woman form.

Her gaze directed towards the Crown Princess.

Still, the Crown Princess’s emotions remained unreadable. This peculiar girl, who resembled an experienced emperor well into her years, made Yujinhwi doubt if she was indeed a fourteen-year-old girl, staring back with unfeeling eyes.

As Yujinhwi gazed at the Crown Princess, Juga-yul also looked at the Geomseong.

‘It’s my first time seeing you out of disguise. So indeed, the most beautiful man transforms into the most beautiful woman. Her appearance is quite remarkable, rivaling Jeoksawol.’

Juga-yul’s gaze swept over Geomseong Yujinhwi.

In a previous life, he had secretly cooperated numerous times against Hyeolgyo. The Yujinhwi he had seen then was in masculine form, but now she was in feminine form.

Either way, the fact that she was the most beautiful in the world remained unchanged.

‘In terms of looks, she certainly isn’t lacking compared to Noya as a bed partner. But.’

Juga-yul’s eyes narrowed.

She knew Yujinhwi’s true nature. Yujinhwi was the owner of Cheonmuji-che. The constitution of Cheonmuji-che was both a blessing and a curse, like two sides of a coin.

The transcendent innate talent recognized as a genius among geniuses was a blessing, but the owner of Cheonmuji-che, born with completely different abilities, time, and vision from ordinary people, could not properly understand the emotions and hearts of the mundane.

They literally saw the world differently. The owners of Cheonmuji-che, who could see the flow of energy from infancy, perceived the world in ways ordinary people could not. For those lacking innate talents, they appeared as mere insects to the owners of Cheonmuji-che.

Even the most outstanding talents appeared to the owners of Cheonmuji-che as mediocrities, and this transcendent ability resulted in owners being unable to understand ordinary people, leading to the loss of humanity.

By the time she met Yujinhwi in her later years, she had been significantly consumed by the true nature of Cheonmuji-che. The teachings of the White Path Orthodox Faction taught by her master, the discipleship of Seoharin, and the obligations of the Heavenly Alliance were the only constraints holding onto her humanity.

Thus, Juga-yul could only regard Yujinhwi with wariness.

Swish.

Juga-yul personally poured tea for Yujinhwi. The fragrance of the premier tea from the Central Plains filled the room.

“By now, Miss Yuh, you must be curious. Why did I secretly summon you all the way to Beijing?”

“······.”

Yujinhwi remained silent.

But Juga-yul didn’t expect an answer from her.

She continued speaking.

“There’s only one reason I summoned you, Miss Yuh. You have… romantic feelings for this Disciple, don’t you?”

Juga-yul stuttered slightly when mentioning Noya, looking at her as she spoke.

Yujinhwi felt a jolt of surprise at the Crown Princess’s question. Her face flushed bright red.

Disciple.

She certainly had feelings for him now. But why was that story coming from the Crown Princess in Beijing?

“T-That is…”

“Just by looking at your expression, it’s obvious. You have feelings for your Disciple.”

“······Yes······.”

Yujinhwi lowered her head.

Juga-yul’s eyes twinkled. She smiled.

“······Then of course, Miss Yuh is aiming for the position of the Disciple’s official concubine, correct?”

Yujinhwi flinched at the following question.

It was too trivial and incomprehensible a question coming from the supreme ruler of the Ming Empire.

But the truth was that she was indeed aiming for the official concubine’s position. Originally, she had intended to give it up due to being a stone woman. However, her Disciple and sister had given her courage.

Thus, she dreamed of being her Disciple’s official concubine.

But why was this discussion happening right now?

However, the opponent was the supreme ruler of the Ming Empire. If she failed to respond properly, she didn’t know what kind of disaster might befall her in the sect. The inviolability of official affairs was merely a tacit agreement; if the royal family decided otherwise, they had countless methods to check the martial world’s sects.

“Yes.”

Yujinhwi nodded. Her heart raced. It was still embarrassing to say it publicly that she would become the official.

Just then, while she was fidgeting her fingers in embarrassment.

“Is that so? Then, what if I… became the official concubine of your Disciple?”

Another incomprehensible statement echoed in her ear.

Yujinhwi’s eyes went blank.

What? What did I just hear?

“Did the Crown Princess just say… that in earnest?”

It was an unbelievable statement.

So much so that Yujinhwi, forgetting she should respond respectfully, asked back.

In response to her words, the Crown Princess, Juga-yul, straightened her demeanor.

She looked at Yujinhwi with a serious face, devoid of all nonchalance.

“Yes. I am serious.”

The focus faded from Juga-yul’s eyes. Her gaze felt heavy, sinking deeply.

It was another explanation, but this statement was without a doubt serious.

The position of Noya’s official concubine was solely hers. No other woman could dare compete. Especially not Yujinhwi.

From Juga-yul emanated a chilling aura. Yujinhwi faced an abyss, or perhaps even deeper darkness, in Juga-yul’s lifeless gaze.

The Crown Princess was serious now. But why?

It was incomprehensible.

But Yujinhwi could not back down here.

She had been with her Disciple longer than anyone else. She had been with him even before others met him.

At first, it had just been the two of them.

She believed she had the deepest connection with her Disciple in this world; Yujinhwi thought so.

“Why is that? Unlike me, who has lived with him since childhood in the Gongdong Sect, Your Highness doesn’t have a significant connection with the Disciple, do you?”

On the other hand, the connection between the Crown Princess and her Disciple was almost non-existent.

The only link between them was a single moment in the Yongbong Society. Other than watching the Disciple’s battles and bestowing a prize at the end, there had been no contact between the Crown Princess and the Disciple.

So why?

“Could it be that at that moment in the Yongbong Society, you suddenly fell in love with him? Please don’t approach our Disciple with such a shallow connection, which is more like a mere fling.”

The private conversation did not leak outside. The focus disappeared from Yujinhwi’s eyes.

She had been with the Disciple the longest. She knew everything about him.

Yeomwang Jeoksawol, Geumhu Eun Seol-ran, and all the other girls.

None had stayed longer with her Disciple than she had.

So why?

Why was the Crown Princess, who had only met her Disciple once, speaking such ridiculous nonsense? Yujinhwi believed her Disciple was everything to her, to the extent she would surpass even a difference in status.

Moreover, the Crown Princess was not just any royal; she was the essence of the empire.

The interests of the highest ruler were often more harmful than beneficial. Moreover, if those feelings were merely curiosity, it could become poison for the Disciple.

Like a moth drawn to a flame.

The Crown Princess before her was dangerous. She could hurt the Disciple. So.

As his sworn sister, she would protect him. Even if the opponent were the supreme ruler of the empire, Yujinhwi would not back down for her Disciple. She vowed to stand by him even if the world turned against them.

A chilling energy rose from within Yujinhwi.

“Well, perhaps. I might have fallen for him at first sight. But Yujinhwi, you’re being presumptuous. You’re under the impression that you know something.”

However, Crown Princess Juga-yul did not step back.

Did she really think she could stand against her, who had shared a life with Noya?

The lifeless gaze of Juga-yul sparkled eerily.

An aura emanated from her body that of a ruler. In this moment, the original Huazhu Juga-yul had descended.

“I have lived fifty years alongside Noya. I know everything about him. I know he dreams of the Three Storey Tea House’s Wine Pond and Meat Forest, that he enjoys spring paintings, that he has a habit of speaking Korean in his sleep, that he isn’t originally from the Central Plains but is from Joseon, that he loves traditional Korean food like kimchi stew, that he always raises his pinky when drinking tea, that he enjoys spicy food but can’t handle it too well, and that he has a habit of cuddling with someone next to him when sleeping. I even know he prefers sweet flavors over premium teas and has a keen interest in Western cultures.”

The sharp-minded Juga-yul already knew.

Lee Cheol-soo was Korean, but perhaps he was not someone from the Joseon she knew.

But that didn’t matter to her.

Noya was everything to her.

Juga-yul’s unfocused gaze, as she spoke, bewildered Yujinhwi’s mind.

Fifty years.

The current age of her Disciple was nineteen. How could she claim to have been with him for fifty years, having shared life with such a tender young man?

Moreover, Juga-yul’s words were even more astonishing. She knew all about Lee Cheol-soo’s details and even things Yujinhwi was unaware of.

This was far beyond mere intelligence gathering by Dongchang.

Such statements could only be born from firsthand experience.

“W-What do you mean, Your Highness?”

“You don’t get it? Then let me be clear. Yujinhwi. I came from decades into the future. In that future, I was always with the one you call Disciple. We shared meals, worked together, enjoyed vacations, and even slept in the same bed. In a future that is now gone, Noya placed me upon the throne. Noya was my everything. In that future, I was Noya’s beloved, daughter, sister, and disciple.”

Juga-yul laughed faintly.

She spoke again.

“In the future I was in, Noya was a eunuch. Noya lamented her inability to enjoy the pleasures of both genders. She had lived her life for me, never experiencing true happiness. Therefore, I returned to the past, using forbidden techniques to alter her fate. I aimed to allow her to become the martial artist she dreams of, growing into the body that dreams of the Three Storey Tea House and its pleasures.”

Juga-yul was speaking incredible words.

She had come from the future.

Noya was destined to be a eunuch, but Juga-yul intervened and sent her to the Gongdong Sect.

“I can’t believe it.”

It seemed unbelievable. Yet her intuition told her Juga-yul’s words held truth.

“Whether you want to believe it or not is irrelevant. It’s reality. Yujinhwi. I have a question for you. You must be aware of the side effects of Cheonmuji-che.”

Juga-yul’s eyes sparkled chillingly.

Her words were true. Instead of reincarnating, Juga-yul had returned to rewrite Noya’s fate.

Even if Noya never recognized her, her heart remained unchanged.

Though Noya’s reincarnation foiled that plan.

But Juga-yul could not recklessly reveal the secret that Noya was a returnee. Thus, she spoke without revealing that secret.

Yujinhwi flinched at Juga-yul’s words.

The prayer of the emperor, who governs all things, enveloped the room.

“Why do you love Noya? Is it genuine love, or do you use her to hold onto your humanity because of your constitution? What is it?”

Juga-yul’s cold gaze fell upon Yujinhwi.

The emperor’s eyes pierced the heart of Cheonmuji-che.