I Thought the Youngest Daughter of the Sichuan Tang Family Was Hated - Chapter 49

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An abandoned quarters belonging to someone. In its courtyard stood an ancient tree of considerable size.
A tree so massive that the cramped courtyard felt even smaller in its presence.
Now only a stump remained, felled by someone’s blade.
“Brother, are you here again?”
Dang Lim asked carefully.
Sitting atop the stump was a young man, no longer a boy but not quite fully grown.
He gazed upward at the sky before answering slowly.
“Just needed to clear my thoughts.”
Dang Lim was worried about him.
He knew all too well how tenderly the Nanny had cared for Gui-heon when he was struggling after losing his mother.
And because of that, he understood perfectly how deeply Gui-heon cherished and loved the Nanny.
“Perhaps it’s time to get up?”
Sensing his gaze, Gui-heon rose to his feet.
He wore his usual faint smile.
But the backs of his hands, hidden behind him, were covered with scabs.
“Um, well… Brother.”
Dang Lim pretended not to notice and lowered his head, retrieving something from inside his collar.
“I made this.”
It was a roughly carved whistle.
“If you blow it like this, see?”
As Dang Lim blew the whistle briefly, a large hawk’s shadow swept across their heads.
The hawk circled overhead, but when Gui-heon didn’t raise his arm, it soon flew away again.
“I mimicked the sound from when Brother calls Jeon-eung. I can’t raise Jeon-eung myself yet.”
“Wow, you made this well.”
Gui-heon deliberately expressed greater admiration and ruffled Dang Lim’s hair.
At that, Dang Lim’s words tumbled out faster without him realizing it.
“If we give it to Yeon-ah, couldn’t she call us whenever she’s in danger? What do you think, Brother?”
“A gift, then. That sounds good.”
Gui-heon gave a brief response.
It would be a problem if Hee-yeon were afraid of hawks, but he doubted that would be the case.
After all, she was a child who wore the black silk scarf that Dang Eum had given her as a gift around her neck at all times.
“Oh, that reminds me.”
Gui-heon suddenly remembered something and turned his head.
His gaze fell upon Hee-yeon’s quarters.
“Shall we go check? My gift should have arrived by now.”
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“Hmm.”
Yes. That’s right.
“Ugh…!”
After racking my brain intensely, a memory surfaced.
‘It was around this time exactly!’
When the Dang Family’s reputation began to crumble.
When our clan was annihilated, people’s reactions were like this.
“Finally!”
“Good riddance. Ptui!”
Public sentiment had sunk to the absolute depths.
Suppressing the Weak Poison Sect, and whenever someone seemed to prosper more than them, they’d crush them in the cradle!
The incident that sparked this reputation occurred around this time.
Yak-seon, the legendary healer who could resurrect the dead.
After vanishing the moment the war ended, rumors swirled that she was living in hiding in some remote village.
But there were those who sought out this village, slaughtered everyone there, and attempted to abduct Yak-seon.
The Yunnan Branch discovered it in time and succeeded in rescuing Yak-seon, but the village was already half-destroyed.
A vile faction that had massacred innocent people.
‘Why didn’t I suspect when they said it was the Sacheon Dang Clan…? Ugh!’
People were shocked, but their reaction was that something inevitable had finally happened.
After all, our clan had always been criticized as a heterodox sect among the righteous.
Our family could never do such a thing.
‘We must have been framed.’
I should have prevented this incident before our reputation cracked.
But how?
Should I throw a tantrum demanding to go there?
“Hmm, they don’t seem like they’d allow it…”
My body hadn’t fully recovered yet.
Those people, treating me with such extreme care insisting on absolute rest, would never permit it.
“Ugh…”
“Young Miss. Pardon the intrusion.”
While I was lost in thought, the door suddenly opened.
A Maid struggled to carry a large box into the room.
Dang Dam rushed to help, and after bowing to us both, the Maid left.
Then she returned immediately.
“Pardon the intrusion, Young Miss! Hnngh-!”
The second box was heavier, and the Maid’s face turned crimson.
“Huh?”
Following that, several Maids flooded into the room.
“Heave-ho! Pardon the intrusion!”
“Young Miss! Hnngh-!”
Everyone repeatedly carried various boxes inside and then left.
Judging by how intricately carved they all were, these were extraordinarily expensive chests.
“W-what is all this?”
Unable to sit still any longer, I sprang to my feet and peered around the chests.
“That is not all, miss.”
Hmm? At the sound of a voice I hadn’t heard in ages, I lifted my head.
Jo Man stood before the doorway, a fox-like smile playing at his lips.
“It has been a long time, miss.”
He bowed respectfully and gestured toward the window with both hands.
“And there.”
Following the direction of his gaze, I turned to see a procession of cargo wagons filling the entire window.
“Gasp!”
“Surely that isn’t all….”
“These are treasures from various lands that our young master has collected over time.”
Why on earth is he giving all this to me?
“N-no. No. There’s no space for all of this!”
Shaking my head frantically, I bolted outside.
I had to stop this procession.
‘If I make the maids organize all of this, they’ll cry tears of blood!’
I bounded about, drawing the attention of the carriage drivers.
“Over here! Stop, stop!”
I was waving my arms above my head to signal them to halt when Jo Man suddenly stepped beside me and shouted.
“Come this way! Set everything down right here in front of this young lady!”
“Yes, sir.”
The carriage driver obediently turned his horses around.
“What…?!”
Several wagons that had been heading into the quarters came to a stop before me.
My jaw dropped at the sight of chests packed tightly inside the carriages.
“How is this? Does this satisfy my little sister’s tastes?”
A familiar voice came from right beside me.
He was crouching beside me, gazing up at the wagon together with me.
“Brother…?”
As I looked at him with a bewildered expression, he wrinkled his nose and smiled.
He pinched my cheek gently as he asked.
“My little chick. Have you been well?”
I blinked blankly and nodded.
Soon after, Jo Man handed a small chest to my brother.
…It was a chest made entirely of gold, trimmed with silver thread.
“A gift to commemorate your recovery.”
Was this a hallucination?
When Gui-heon opened the box, light poured out so brilliantly it was blinding.
“It’s not an illusion. It’s a night-luminous pearl,” he said.
As if reading my thoughts like a ghost, Gui-heon spoke again.
A night-luminous pearl with this much brightness existed?
And its shape was peculiar too.
‘It looks like a teardrop.’
I didn’t fully understand what this was, but one thing was certain.
‘This is incredibly expensive!’
Trembling, I accepted it with both hands, and Gui-heon suddenly pulled me into his embrace.
“Thank you for returning to us healthy and well.”
“…I-I’m h-honored too, brother.”
“Ha ha. How modest of you.”
As if hearing a silly joke, Gui-heon laughed lightly.
If I fell ill twice more, wouldn’t our entire family be ruined?
“Brother,” I said.
I squirmed out of his embrace.
Pointing at the carriage, I spoke firmly.
“But there’s far too much of it!”
“Hmm?”
Gui-heon tilted his head, alternating his gaze between the carriage and my quarters.
Then he said,
“It’s smaller than your quarters, isn’t it?”
“No, no! That’s not it!”
Why is this man comparing it to a building?
“My wardrobe is already completely full. I’d have to fit all of that inside it!”
Had Gui-heon forgotten? Last time he gifted me mountains of silk and jewelry, nearly breaking the wardrobe doors.
“Your wardrobe is full, you say.”
He smiled brightly.
“Then we’ll simply have to build a new wardrobe.”
“Ah…”
I tried to protest but clamped my mouth shut instead.
This man is impossible to reason with.
“Ah, cutting in line.”
In the midst of the chaos, someone else came to my quarters.
I could tell immediately from the lifeless tone of voice.
“Brother Dang Eum.”
Normally, I should have noticed first his silken smooth black hair and those characteristic hollow eyes.
But not this time.
Something in his hands captured my attention first.
“Here.”
Before I could even determine what it was exactly, Dang Eum thrust it toward me.
“Uh. Uhh?”
“It’ll be heavy, so shall your older brother carry it?”
Gwi-heon quickly intercepted it from between us.
Only then did the terrifying shape of the object come into focus.
It resembled a wasp’s carapace rolled into the shape of a fingernail.
A sharp venomous stinger protruded from the end, and wasp wings were adorned throughout its length.
“Hmm. The Ho-gap-tu hasn’t reached Yeon-ah yet, has it, brother?”
Gwi-heon laughed awkwardly and hid the grotesque thing behind his back.
‘That’s a Ho-gap-tu?’
It looked far too different from the Ho-gap-tu I knew.
“Don’t tell her. With this, even a scratch would be fatal.”
“Mm….”
At Dang Eum’s words, Gwi-heon’s lips sealed shut.
‘In other words, if I accidentally got pricked by that thing, I’d die too.’
That’s what I wanted to say, but it seemed he couldn’t because the other was his older brother.
‘Ah, my head.’
Perhaps it was because chaos had erupted without warning.
My head throbbed with a dull ache.
‘Surely Dang Lim isn’t coming on top of all this….’
“Aah! Brothers! Let’s practice first!”
Dang Lim’s voice echoed from far away.
As the shadow drew closer, Dang Lim’s bright, eager eyes came into view.
‘…He would come. Of course he would.’

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