Her tone turned playfully suggestive, dangling the bait before him—and Sinhui bit instantly.
“The marketplace?”
“Yes. I’ll take you to all the best spots.”
She didn’t know the capital’s market all that well yet, but she was confident she could find amusement wherever it hid.
‘Just trust me,’ her grin seemed to say.
And just when it seemed Sinhui was about to give in completely, his face clouded with hesitation.
“But... would we even get permission for that?”
Sinyeong had promised such an outing before.
Yet since then, his so-called lovesickness had him bedridden, the date had been postponed again and again, and now the summer heat was setting in.
Sinhui sighed, looking suddenly downcast.
Still leaning against the wall, Hwayeong spoke gently, as if to reassure him.
“The air in the capital’s dry, so as long as we stick to the shade, it’s quite tolerable. And when it comes to wheezing sickness, I know better than anyone how to keep you safe.”
