Chapter 91
After finishing her training session with Woong, Seolhwa returned to find an unexpected guest speaking with her father in the main hall.
“Good morning, Aunt.”
“Oh my, Seolhwa. You’re back.”
The one who warmly greeted her was Moyong Yeonhwa, wife of Namgoong Cheongsan.
“Have you been training since early morning? The Heavenly Martial Festival was only yesterday—how diligent you are.”
“I woke up early.”
“I see.”
Moyong Yeonhwa gently patted Seolhwa’s head with affection.
The light, ticklish touch of her small hand was a sensation distinct from the way Namgoong Mucheon or Cheongun interacted with her.
“Your aunt suggested we take a short trip to Soho.”
It was Cheongun who spoke, lowering himself slightly to meet Seolhwa at eye level.
“I thought it was a good idea. What do you think?”