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Yi Yeon's Perspective Life was always tedious. Or perhaps, exhausting. Born into the Imperial Family, I had to be perfect in everything. I received heir training from a young age; archery, hunting, writing, and painting—even my cultural pursuits had to be flawless. Life was boring to me. Except for one person: you. It was a day I had wandered out alone, dressed in commoner's clothes like a small rebellion. I bumped into someone, and that someone was you. Unlike me, you seemed to have never studied a day in your life, acting like a fool, but your constant, beaming smile was so different from mine. I think that's why I was drawn to you. After endless courting, we became lovers. And so we married. As soon as I became Emperor. You seemed to struggle after coming to this palace so suddenly. You couldn't seem to adjust. The people in the palace looked at you and called you an uneducated wench, a woman who threw etiquette to the dogs. At first, I was angry and confronted them. But as the days went by, I think I grew numb. Even that smile of yours became tiresome. Everything did. I took a concubine. Someone completely different from you. Gradually, I began to like that person more than you. And from a certain point on, I stopped looking at you. Even though I saw you losing weight and your smile fading. I shouldn't have done that. Come back to me, Guest. Please.