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Butterflies and Pins

On a special day when it is said that spirits come to visit the living, eighteen year-old Kim Yoon-Yi gets sent into the past. Year 1452 is a year of turmoil. At the Joseon court the King, a Prince and Ministers battle for power. Neither wants to give in, using whatever means possible to best each other. There is nothing one wouldn't be willing to do when a single wrong step can mean either great success or swift demise. While young Yoon-Yi learns to adapt and survive in this new and dangerous environment, she finds a bond that is stronger than time itself: love. For her it was a first love born in the past, for him it is something he cherishes in the present. But what about the future? Will Yoon-Yi's presence in that age trigger unfathomable changes, or will destiny follow its course unhindered? * This is a work of fiction. Some elements are historically accurate, while others, such as certain timelines, events and characters, have been adapted in order to fit the storyline. If you wish to share your opinion on this book, don't feel shy and drop a comment or a message. My discord is Raksha1#2597 The artwork for the cover has been commissioned from artist MagBya ^.^ (Instagram: @mag_bya) Discord server: https://discord.gg/R3AybhzGxT

Raksha1 · 历史言情
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230 Chs

Chapter 138

After Commander Yu's arrival, the conversation continued for a little while longer, but without anything too important being discussed. 

Once the King dismissed them, the officials took turns in bowing to the monarch before quitting the audience hall. The last ones to remain were Commander Yu and Kim Chil. 

Yu Eung-Bu had just bent his body to bow to the King, when he heard his friend addressing the King.

"Your Majesty, could I make a suggestion regarding the protection of the envoy's perona?" 

Both the King and Yu Eung-Bu were quite surprised by these sudden words.

"I already thought of having Commander Yu personally guard the Ming envoy." King Sejo replied in a calm manner. His eyes, however, had imperceptibly narrowed in suspicion.