All language subtitles for Moon.River.S01E01.720p.10bit.TVING.WEB-DL.x265

(All characters, locations,
and events in this drama)

(are fictional and not based
on real people or events.)

A man named Yeonghochaek

once dreamed that he spoke with someone
beneath the ice while standing above it.

The fortune teller Sekdam
interpreted the dream as follows.

'Above the ice represents yang
and below the ice yin, '

'so it's a matter of man and woman,
of balance and fate.'

'You shall act as a matchmaker, '

'and when the ice melts,
there will be a wedding.'

The story of Jinseo's
art exhibition 'Glacier Person'.

That must've been sent by Samsin.

Have you been well, Elder Wolha?

This is the register of
those chosen by Samsin.

Perfect timing.

Shall we try blooming the flowers now?

(Register of Samsin)

(Lee Soo)

(Kang Woo Yeon)

(Kang Woo Yeon, Lee Soo)

Wow, these are fate blossoms, aren't they?

But why are some flowers white

and others red?

Fate blossoms are naturally white,

but when those bound by the Red Thread
recognize each other,

they bloom crimson red.

But why is that flower a different color?

When humans are born,

they each carry their
own destined connections.

Those destined for each other are connected
by red threads around their wrists

to help recognize their fated partners.

We call this the Red Thread of Fate.

Those intertwined by the Red Thread

will find each other through any hardship

no matter what obstacles arise.

Even if it takes multiple lifetimes,

they'll meet in this life
or the next without fail.

Wow.

So the Red Thread always wins in the end?

Not quite.

Protecting one's destined bond

requires far greater
effort than you imagine.

The world holds more darkness

and wicked people than you know.

Then why give such difficult fates?

Though love doesn't always conquer all,

it fortifies the human spirit.

That is why I weave their ties.

Those two flowers too,

- It's beautiful.
- Once bloomed for a pair

who met long ago, bound by fate.

Did you know?

If you catch a falling petal,

your first love will come true.

Really?

Then who will be your first love, my lady?

Had they followed the path
their Red Thread had set,

they would have lived happily ever after.

If human greed hadn't interfered,

such a tragic shattering

would never have occurred.

Your Highness.

Did you have a nightmare?

I dreamed something truly ominous.

A dream where you vanished...

Crown Princess.

(Episode 1. The Red Thread, Part I)

(Donggung Palace)

Your Highness.

(Royal Wardrobe)

Your Highness.

Your Highness.

Your Highness.

What's wrong with this royal robe?

- I knew this would happen.
- Pardon?

(Master Royal Tailor)
Is there a problem with the dragon robe?

Why are you asking me that?

Do you see that or not?

Personal color analysis.

(Personal color analysis)
Everyone has inherent colors

and must wear fabrics
that complement them to look vibrant.

I've said it a thousand times.

I'm well aware.

Following Your Highness'
Summer Ice color type,

(Summer Ice Type: Cool summer tones)
as previously instructed,

we used red-tone lining as specified.

What seems to be the issue now?

This lining, can you see?

This lining!

But that is clearly red.

(Snowflower Type: Winter cool tones)
This is the sharp red for Snowflower types.

How many times must I
say I need a more muted red?

Ice and snowflowers are
fundamentally different.

(Spring Blossom Type: Spring warm tone)
Can't you even distinguish between

(Autumn Leaf Type: Autumn warm tone)
Spring Blossom and Autumn Leaf types?

My deepest apologies.

Though I've served 30
years in the Royal Wardrobe,

previous kings and princes never

had such specific color requirements,

so I remain unskilled in this.

I introduced the personal color
system five years ago!

How long will you keep using that excuse?

Just end me now, Your Highness.

Hey, hey.

When one does not know, one should learn.

If you start by thinking of death,
what good is it?

Since you acknowledge your own inadequacy,

while working on dividing
individual color forms into halves,

focus more on the aesthetic sense.

You want me to divide it further?

Halves of these four types again?

Why? You object?

Shall I halve you instead?

No, Your Highness.

Your Highness.

Your grace overwhelms me.

Clothes should serve as wings,

not the other way around.

Alright.

Alright.

Let's use you today.

Your Highness.

Though hastening the
royal marriage is proper,

what's more important than royal marriage

(Chief Secretary, Han Seok Won)
is the succession of the royal line.

If there is no suitable Crown Princess,
perhaps you might first take a concubine.

Chief Secretary, what nonsense is this?

(Minister of Personnel, Kim Ja Gyeong)
There is no Crown Princess,

and while talk of a match
with Left Minister's daughter is underway,

you claim there's no suitable candidate?

Your Highness, remember
the Gyesa Year incident.

(Kim Han Cheol, Left State Councilor)
When the late king

(Hoongseo: Death of a king or royal
family member) and the late crown prince

passed on the same day,

(Sechaja: Second son born to a
royal concubine) it was His Majesty

who preserved the throne and the realm.

The royal family's
prosperity equals the nation's.

Please quickly secure the lineage

to stabilize Joseon.

Are you saying that His
Majesty and His Highness

might suddenly pass away?

Minister.

How dare you make such a leap...

Don't you think you're going too far?

Are you pointing your
finger at me right now?

Chief Secretary, how old are you
to be this disrespectful?

I've lived long enough.

I was born in the Gapja Year of the Rat.

I was born in the Year of the Dragon!

How dare a junior like you!

What the...

What? What did you say?

My apologies for not recognizing
an elder from the Year of the Dragon.

Want to settle this now? What's this?

You have truly no restraint in speech!

How dare you call me that!

Please don't mind me.
Go on with what you were doing.

A ruckus like this, you know,

it's best enjoyed with a little
something to chew on.

(Kim Heung Ro, Minister of War)

Your Highness, are you
mocking the ministers?

Though you're Crown Prince,

your jest seems to
have gone a little too far.

Goodness.

Left... Left Minister!

Shouldn't your anger be directed elsewhere?

I'm Kim Ja Gyeong.

Your fifth cousin Ja Gyeong.

Ministers who can't control
their subordinates deserve to fall.

Let me cut out this traitor's tongue
to apologize to Your Highness.

Will you do that, then?

Y-Your Highness!

Left Minister!

Enough.

What use is cutting
out an unsightly tongue?

I fully recognize your loyalty.

Now put away your blade.

I'm deeply grateful.

Your Highness.

If you don't doubt my loyalty,

(Marriage Ban Edict: Law prohibiting
marriages) quickly issue the edict

(of eligible women before royal selection)
and follow proper procedures

to proceed with the royal marriage.

What's important about
edicts or procedures?

The crown princess is already chosen.

'CP is LM's daughter, ' no?

Who's LM's daughter?

That's someone I never
would've expected to hear.

Who could possibly have a name like that?

Master Royal Tailor?

With due respect,

may I ask who LM's daughter is?

You don't know LM's daughter?

Goodness.

How ignorant you all are.

CP is LM's daughter.

After all, Crown Princess
is Left Minister's daughter.

I've already made up my mind about it.

Crown Prince has issued
the Marriage Ban Edict.

If Crown Prince marries your daughter

and they have a son, the royal heir,

(First Grandson: Eldest son of Crown Prince
not yet designated as heir)

(King Lee Hui)
do you intend to kill Crown Prince then?

Or make him a madman like me
to be locked away in the palace?

Your jest goes too far, Your Majesty.

A jest...

Do I look like I'm
jesting to you right now?

Yes.

I called it a jest, so a jest it is.

And I said Your Majesty's health is frail,

therefore, Your Majesty's health is frail.

I also said Your Majesty's
madness has worsened,

therefore, Your Majesty is unfit to rule.

Left Minister!

Then why did you aspire
to become the true king?

Goodness, why did they grow so large?

Goldfish are creatures that grow
endlessly based on their environment.

Is that so?

'Is that so?'

Incredible.

I explicitly ordered all aquatic creatures
to be exterminated.

Yet you seem familiar with
that insignificant creature?

Do you know this goldfish?

This fish was originally raised
in Grand Queen Dowager's hall,

but Her Majesty ordered it discarded.

Even a lowly creature deserves life.

I couldn't let it perish.

Please end me, Your Highness.

- Please end me, Your Highness.
- Please end me, Your Highness.

Do not speak of death so lightly.

Especially when I'm near the water.

That goldfish breathes
and darts about freely in the water,

but when a person enters it,

their breath stops and they die.

Left too long, they bloat and decay.

A mere touch could reduce them to nothing.

Kill m...

No, please show mercy!

Please show mercy

and spare me.

The Classic of Governance states,

'Spread benevolence widely.'

'No matter where people live,
are they not bound to meet someday?'

Therefore,

I shall show you mercy.

Your grace overwhelms me.

But you must transcribe
'Admonitions for the Heart' to atone.

Pardon?

After the deposed consort's passing,

His Highness developed
hatred for all aquatic life.

I gave strict warnings.

You should be grateful copying
is your only punishment.

If you mean that consort,

wasn't she executed with poison

over the queen's assassination incident?

What connection does that have with water?

She received the poison, but
protested innocence by drowning herself.

His Highness personally
identified the corpse, left so long that

it had decomposed beyond recognition.

How could one not feel resentment
toward the water?

One cannot help but hate
the creatures swimming within it.

(Five years ago)
She would never kill herself.

Someone murdered her
and staged it as suicide.

Please prove her innocence.

She did take her own life.

Why would she do such a thing?

What possible reason could she have?

I...

ordered it.

What do you...

Had she lived, you'd
have fled holding her hand.

If I gave her poison,

you'd have drunk it in her place.

I commanded her

to die in your stead.

You were protected by
your mother, your consort,

and your father-in-law's blood.

Never forget the weight of your life.

I never wished for this.

For whom did they die?

I'm already shattered,

yet for whom did they perish?

I died long ago.

It was Your Majesty who killed me.

You must've been so cold.

You were scared, weren't you?

But don't worry anymore.

I'll be there soon.

Why...

Why?

We still need you, Your Highness.

For now, please live.

When I say it is done,
you may then give up your life.

This is the new law of the palace.

Do you think I'll comply?

Do you think I will meekly step aside

so your daughter may sit
in the consort's chambers

and her bloodline may take the throne?

You must.

That's exactly why I killed the queen

and framed the deposed consort.

Now that all's done,

why reveal the truth?

Because knowing changes
nothing, Your Highness.

None dare punish me.

No, none will punish me.

There would be countless people

in this court who'd die in my place.

So that's why

you chose to kill yourself
instead of taking revenge.

How weak.

You rat.

You rat!

No one fears anger driven by cowardice.

Weakness is cowardice,
and helplessness is sin.

Become stronger.

Only strength embodies
justice in this world.

Your Highness.

Are you alright?

I'll summon the royal physician.

I'm fine.

I miss you.

(Uljin)

Buy some fish.

Get your pollock.

- Take a look.
- We have pollock.

Hey, watch where you going.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Yes.

Just passing through.

It's been a while.

Oh, have you eaten?

I'm scared of fish eyes.

Aren't you running a business?

What've you been looking for so leisurely?

Where's the biggest house here?

That house there.

Is anyone home?

What's going on?

A cup of water shouldn't be too much
to ask in such a grand house, right?

I really enjoyed the water.

Not a mountain hare or anything, are
you really just drinking water and leaving?

Not selling anything?

Buyers know what they want.
How should the seller know?

I need to know what you're selling
to decide whether to buy.

Forget it. You'd have mentioned earlier
if you needed something.

I really enjoyed the water.

Wait.

Then...

shall I unpack?

I'm not even saying a word.

This salt is speaking. Listen carefully.

Huh?

Hey.

The salt speaks.

'I'm premium-grade salt.'

'You're a fool if you don't buy me.'

Oh, my.

Oh, thank you.

It's salt.

Oh, my.

♪ Going, going, when are we going ♪

♪ Twelve hills, when will we cross ♪

Did you sell a lot today?

I emptied an entire jar of salt.

♪ Twelve hills, when will we cross ♪

♪ Twisting twelve hills ♪

♪ Even the Creator is cruel ♪

Hey! Are you okay?

What do you think you're doing?

I almost got hurt.

Oh! Did you already know?

I thought you didn't know
and was trying to inform you.

You know the saying,

'A stone thrown in jest
killed the load-carrying porter.'

What nonsense is that?

Maybe for frogs.

Frog, merchant, or noble,
soft flesh bruises all the same.

- Apologize.
- Nonsense.

The law of rank is strict.

How can a noble
apologize to a lowly porter?

Yes, I may be ignorant
and know nothing of the laws of rank,

but I understand basic human decency.

Whether noble or commoner,
wrongdoers must apologize.

And if they still can't grasp that,
there's only one solution.

The stick is the remedy!

Oh, my! That lowborn
wretch is attacking a noble!

Those little brats act
like they're highborn.

I'm the grown-up here, so I'm holding back.

When life's rough, this is the best thing.

What? Huh?

Something wrong?

Father.

Those noble brats threw rocks again?

How'd you know?

Every time you're upset,
you blow those soap bubbles

from that Western merchant, right?

It's so expensive that I'm not allowed
to blow them, only you are.

Blowing this helps me feel a bit better.

I'm still upset.

This can't go on.

- Today I'll...
- Oh?

Nobles or not,

I'll roll up my sleeves and...

I'll charge at them.

There, there.

Enough. You've rolled both sleeves up. Go.

Huh?

- Not yet.
- Jeez.

I'm weak in the cold.

Jeez.

Forget it.

I step aside because it's filth,
not because I'm scared.

Yeah, that's the right way to think.

You can't solve everything
in this world with violence.

Just think of it as poop and move on.

In Joseon, the fate of nobles
and commoners is worlds apart.

These social classes have deep roots.

But here's the thing.

If I was born lowly from the start

and got used to being treated poorly,
maybe I could accept it.

As you both know, Mother and Father,

when I almost drowned years ago,
my entire memory was washed away.

My mind is clouded, my memories dark,

and yet I woke up to
discover I'm a lowborn.

I can't even tell whether I'm noble or
commoner, and yet they call me a commoner.

How am I supposed to adjust to this?

How can I not be resentful?

Do you think I could sleep after all that?

Fine. Go make your money quick, buy yourself
a certificate of rank, and become a noble.

Stop worrying about us for nothing.

If I have the money,
I'd spend it on something fun.

Why burn so much money
on that scrap of paper?

I'll make a fortune and go to the West.

They say everyone's
equal under the sky there.

Oh.

Is the West supposed to be Utopia?

But in Utopia, isn't Hong
Gildong playing king?

That punk who couldn't call his father
properly builds a country,

shouts 'equality for all'

then plays king himself.

That's the way of the world.

Why crush your only daughter's dreams?

Ow! Why hit me? Why the violence?

Why's everyone always using violence?

If that's how you're going to be,
then go to your West.

But before you go,
you've got to stop by the next village.

Why there?

You know who's there.

That old naval commander.

Mr. Heo wants to see you.

Why's that old man looking for me?

How should I know why? Go ask him yourself.

I'll go over there.

Honey.

(Loyalty and Faith)

My daughter who married into Hanyang keeps
appearing in my dreams, crying bloody tears.

Maybe she's bitter about being widowed
so young. She weeps so bitterly.

Recently she even sent a letter saying
she'll follow her dead husband to the grave.

If the dreams are violent,
you should call a shaman.

I'm already busy. Stop going around
in circles and just say what you mean.

- It's impossible anyway.
- What is?

Are you asking me to go to Hanyang
and check on the young lady's well-being?

So you're asking me to disguise
as a peddler and stop by,

worried her in-laws might dislike her
if someone from her family visits, right?

So there is a shaman here after all.

Well, no.

I can go anywhere else,
but never to Hanyang.

You, really...

Have some mercy on me, please.

It's not about the money.

My precious daughter
is crying tears of blood.

Oh, please.

Ah, come on, it's not about the money.

Never knew you could
be this stubborn. Jeez.

The blood tears of hers
are flowing like a river.

Oh, come on.

This petty cash! Huh?

It's not about the money,

but how can I ignore
a father's tearful plea?

Right?

Thank you. Yes.

When the young lady wrote this letter,

she shed tears like...

What's wrong?

Wait. What's this?

(Urging Suicide)

Oh, no.

Sorry for wasting your precious time.

What do you mean?

Now's the time to convince me, isn't it?

What can be done?

We can't bring back a married woman.

Even if we did,

could my young girl
withstand society's scorn?

But why should the desire
to live be met with disdain?

If a person just wants to live,
how can that be wrong?

Even if you stop me, this
time, I won't back down.

I must save the young lady
before I can rest peacefully.

I'm grateful for your words.

Let's go.

- Dal I.
- Aunt.

You just arrived today. Leaving already?

Pardon?

Oh, yes.

What's the use lying around the house?

Need to make loads of money.

Don't push yourself.

Don't feel burdened by
your adoptive parents.

A burden, you see,

may feel heavy when you carry it, but
it's all necessary, so you carry it around.

So,

I'll just keep carrying this burden.

Dal I.

Always be careful.

Slave hunters are still searching for you.

You must never go to Hanyang.

Never.

Of course, absolutely.

You don't need to worry.

I don't have the slightest desire
to go to Hanyang.

(Hanyang)

I said my heart won't
go, not that my body can't.

My heart still remains in Boryeong.

Did this old man draw
this as a map? What is this?

I need to ask something...

Ask away.

I'll just bury it in my heart.

What?

Just left like that?

Alright, then.

(Marriage Ban Edict)

Huh?

What does that mean?

They say a Marriage
Ban Edict is being issued.

Why put something like that up?

Nobles won't submit
marriage proposals anyway.

Why not?

Haven't you heard?

Whether it's Crown Princess or Queen,

women keep dying upon entering the palace.

(Marriage Ban Edict)
Oh, really?

What does that mean?

(Queen Dowager Han, Mother of the King)
Among our ministers,

none submitted marriage proposals?

Don't you know?

The crown princess position
will go to Left Minister's daughter.

Who'd propose when they'd
just become bridesmaids?

Such selfish punks.

Your Majesty, you don't have to
support Crown Prince.

(Firstborn Son: The son born to the legal wife)

The late king's firstborn and your only bloodline,

Prince Je Woon is here, right?

(Mohu: Mother, Execute: Forced suicide via poison)
I'm the one who framed his mother

and had her executed,

and I'm the one who deposed him
from the crown prince position.

But now you want me to
support Prince Je Woon?

If he ascends the throne,

how can we be sure that
he won't take revenge on us for his mother?

However, Your Majesty...

We can't stand behind Prince Je Woon.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Find a suitable woman
through Hanyang's merchants.

If my candidate cannot
be made Crown Princess,

then at least see that
the heir is born of my household.

We must prevent that snake-like
Left Minister's bloodline

from producing the royal grandson.

Your Highness.

Since the Marriage Ban Edict is issued,
I will establish the Garyedogam.

(Garyedogam: Temporary office
overseeing royal weddings)

Do as you wish.

Yes, Your Highness.

(Chaja: Informal petition)
It would also be good to award the family's

virtuous women with an honorary plaque,
setting an example for others.

Do as you wish.

Well...

If there's more, handle it as you see fit.

I have plans today. I'll take my leave.

Pardon me, Your Highness. What plans?

I'm going to a gibang.

A gibang?

Prince Je Woon returned from Qing today.

I have debts to settle,

so I must visit a gibang.

What a madman!

Lives in a good home and still
wants to bully the daughter-in-law?

Darn it.

The rich get greedier.

- Anyone home?
- Yes.

- What is it?
- A passing merchant.

Pardon me.

Why show goods to that husband-killer?

Fine items here. Just browse them.

Enough. Send her away.

Yes, madam.

Leave now.

- Leave.
- But there are many fine things.

Wait, this...

Oh my, this.

Heavens, what should I do?

(Anthology of Suicides)

(The Records of Virtuous Women)

Wait.

Took the bait.

Pardon?

Take her to the annex.

Yes, madam.

Thank you, madam.

Follow me.

Thank you.

- You...
- Shh.

Mr. Heo sent me.

Are they forcing you to commit suicide
for a virtuous monument?

Do you want to live?

If you're hesitating about
what to choose, don't hesitate.

We have plenty of items,
so feel free to choose.

No, you must choose.

Wow, she's openly telling her to die.

Merchants are ruthless. Seriously ruthless.

I'll explain it slowly for you.

Why don't you try picking
something you like?

(Widow Village) This is popular
among the women of Widow Village.

(Aunt's Trading Post)
And this silver dagger came

from my aunt's trading post.

(Qing)
If not those, we also have stuff from Qing.

I have many connections in Qing.

(Widow Village, Aunt's Trading Post, Qing)
So...

(Widow Village)
The first one.

You made a wise choice.

Then I'll explain how to use it.

Here are the instructions.

I get it.

This one, you should...

Oh no, let me handle it.

You could've just hid it in your clothes.

Of course.

How nice to come out here.

Your Highness came for leisure,
but for us, this is also work.

Couldn't you please
stay in the royal palace?

No, it's suffocating.

Both the palace and the dragon robes.

At this point, I can't help but reasonably
suspect it's Your Highness who's suffocating.

I'm starting to feel

a reasonable certainty that
it wouldn't be so bad for you

to be buried in this suffocating ground.

No, my apologies.

But still, I must speak
my mind to feel satisfied.

Oh, yeah?

Yoon Se Dol, come here.

Get over here!

Come here!

You punk, do you want to die?

The color is beautiful.

Refreshing and feels different.

My lady.

Your Highness.

Your Highness, what's wrong?

I saw Crown Princess.

You personally verified
the suicide note and body.

You even covered the
grave mound yourself, yet...

How could it be Crown Princess?

It was definitely her.

What?

Am I going to get caught
as soon as I get here?

Is he looking at me now?

Slave hunters are still searching for you,

so you must never go to Hanyang.

- What are you staring at?
- Oh, you scared me.

What? Is he really my master?

Oh, my. It really hurts.

I have committed a terrible crime.

Here, over here.

I'm right here.

Was it truly an illusion?

What?

What's this place here?

What?

Hanyang really is different.

Indeed.

I was too careless.

'Not interested' my foot.

A slave fleeing Hanyang
walking around shamelessly

saying 'Come catch me!'

That's what happened.

Jeez.

♪ Dal I lost her parents ♪

♪ While chasing runaway slaves ♪

♪ And now faces pursuit ♪

♪ From her master in Hanyang ♪

♪ Shaba shaba ai shaba ♪

Oh, shoot.

Why has it turned out like this
as soon as I got to Hanyang?

Jeez.

Huh?

What?

No.

Hey, there.

Hey, there.

Huh?

Yes.

Well, teeth are important too.

Let me see.

Her teeth stayed intact.

But her mind is gone.

(Eunwolgak)

Oh, my head.

Oh, my head.

Huh?

Huh?

Are you okay?

Do you know how worried I was?

Ugh, I'm fine, really.

Where's my stuff?

Unbelievable things happen, right?

Jeez, then I'll take my leave...

Didn't you hear me?

I said I was worried.

Yes, thank you for your concern.

Thank you for this treatment as well.

Then I'll take my leave...

How can you just leave like that?

What about that?

Oh, no, it's broken. What a waste.

What's with that reaction?

You break my things and stay this calm.

What am I supposed to do with you?

Strictly speaking, I'm
not the one who broke it.

But you threw it at my head.

I didn't throw it.
I dropped it because I was startled.

Well, I'm a woman.

So when some dark-looking man stood there
watching me while I was changing,

of course I got startled and screamed.

That's just common sense, isn't it?

Who carries something valuable
up to high places anyway?

Your shamelessness reminds me
so much of someone I know.

Even if

my life depended on it,
I don't have that kind of money.

If you want, you can peel off my skin
and turn it into winter fabric.

At least that'll contribute
to the household.

How can you say such vulgar things...

Life's a winding minefield, so I don't
exactly have a knack for saying gentle things.

So?

What do you plan to do with me now?

What's there to do?

You think I'd kill you over an object?

Then, you're forgiving me now?

Of course.

Compensation.

That's all there is to it.

Father, Mother.

I'm leaving.

Where are you going?

Wait here until I finish my business.

- Servant!
- Yes.

That's strange.

Where did the silver dagger go?

Dal I took them all.

Why would a salt seller
take the silver dagger? And all of them?

Maybe her dream is to be like Chun Hyang.

'Mong Ryong, want me
to peel a pear for you?'

Come to think of it,

she took the salt jar,

but didn't take the salt.

What?

Oh, my, oh, my.

Oh, my stomach.

Oh, no, it's coming out.

Even so, I'm a woman.

How could I possibly do my business
in front of a man?

I won't look, so don't you worry, okay?

There.

Wait, what's that noise?

Pooping into the chamber pot... really?

What lies could my backside possibly tell?

When nature calls, it answers.

By the way, this is ten-day aged stuff.
Plug your nose tight.

You won't be able to hold it.

Oh, wait!

Oh, for goodness.

What now?

Should I sit? Stand?

Stand up.

What a lively rhythm.

Ours truly is the best.

Don't you agree?

You just praised the local pride,

but why go stealing foreign goods?

Did you miss your little brother this much?

You came all the way here after me?

You dare steal my clock and flee to Qing?

Did you think I'd forgive you
after a month of hiding?

This isn't yours, brother. It's mine.

I bought it with my own money.
My money, my purchase.

But I ordered it first!

Ah, don't you remember?

Our long-standing rule between you and me.

First to claim keeps it.

Didn't you snatch my telescope last time?

Cut the smug talk and hand it over, now.

It's...

Broken.

How could something
that expensive break so easily?

When it broke,

I thought my heart was breaking with it.

Oh, no, what now?

Everyone out! Get out now!

- You want to die?
- Well...

Why take it if you
can't protect it properly?

Get over here! Let go!

You!

They left.

Five years passed, and you still can't act?

Is playing a thug so hard
you can't fool one minister?

My natural grace...

That's not it.

Your Highness is none other than
the greatest madman of all time.

You are the very embodiment

of a reckless, thuggish scoundrel.

Left Minister just suspects too much.

Hey, give me the sword. Now.

You punk.

You want a taste of my blade?

Don't fret too much.

If I perform the sword dance,

it will be for Left Minister alone.

I'll sever his head,

and avenge Her Majesty the Queen
and Crown Princess.

It appears Prince Je Woon

intercepted the treasure Crown Prince

ordered from Qing a month ago.

He seems to have spent a month in Qing
avoiding Crown Prince's wrath.

They're just callow kids
squabbling over toys at best.

Why be so on guard?

Genghis Khan's driving force
was paternal vengeance.

Are you saying Crown Prince
aspires to be Genghis Khan?

Crown Prince lost his consort,

and I turned Prince Je Woon's mother
into a vengeful ghost.

Both surely bear grudges against me.

Doubt builds sturdier walls than stone,

and vengeance forges the sharpest blade.

(Woman)

Stop fooling around.

I'm working here.

Working here.

Wait, why are you...

That... catch that gisaeng.

The one in straw sandals.

By order of Prince Je Woon.

- Move aside.
- Catch her.

Catch that gisaeng.

Oh, darn it.

Sorry! I'm sorry!

Someone catch her!

This is Prince Je Woon's command!

Someone catch her!

Get her!

Someone catch her!

Hey, wait!

- She's on the roof!
- What's happening?

Underestimate a porter's stamina
and you'll regret it.

Wait, that's...

Hold on.

- What's wrong?
- Just leave me alone.

Geez.

Underestimate a servant's persistence,

- and you'll end up badly hurt.
- Geez.

Don't go any further.

It's nothing serious.

About Dal I.

Why must she avoid Hanyang?

It's just my sudden curiosity.

Didn't I tell you?

She's a fugitive slave from Hanyang.

Slave hunters still hunt her.

Tell me straight.

Dal I isn't just a slave, right?

What's her true identity?

Dal I is...

Could Dal I have gone to Hanyang?

No.

Hanyang? Why would...

She went to Pyongyang. Pyongyang.

Mark my words.

Dal I must never

set foot in Hanyang.

Stop following me.

Wait.

If you fall again here, you could die.

Don't move, seriously.

Come with me now,

and I'll keep this from Prince Je Woon.

Prince Je Woon?

If he's a prince...

The one who brought me
here was a royal relative?

(Royal Relative: A member of the king's family)
If he were just a royal relative, you'd be lucky.

He's the late king's only legitimate son.

Still, it's a gibang alright,
but why is it so noisy here?

Jeez.

If you resist, I'll report everything
to Prince Je Woon.

Better to die

than suffer.

Huh?

So, what will happen?

She will die.

His Majesty will send you poison.

You must flee, Your Highness.

♪ Oh, will my love return to me ♪

♪ Oh, how futile all becomes ♪

♪ All but a dream ♪

No one

must recognize

her.

♪ Oh, how futile all becomes ♪

♪ Born of dreams, living
and dying in dreams ♪

♪ It's all for naught ♪

♪ What use is dreaming such dreams ♪

- I missed you, my lady.
- Oh, my.

You have parents? Since when?

Since I was born, of course.

Or do you know what happens

if you catch a falling petal?

If you catch a falling petal...

She seems entangled in grave matters.

Let go. Let go of me!

If I sort this out...

Where is she, that girl?

Will you answer me?

Where is that girl!