Love and Fever

Ahnok, the Empress who gave everything to love her Emperor, only to lose everything because of that love.

Having eventually lost her child, Ahnok chose death, only to regress to the age of twenty, just before her marriage to Yeo Jae Won, the Prince of Myeong.

Although she tried to avoid the marriage with Yeo Jae Won by any means necessary, fate returned her to her original position as the Consort of Myeong once again.

As the events of her past life began to repeat themselves, there was only one thing Ahnok could do: never love him again.

“Please abandon me, Your Highness.”

Meanwhile, Yeo Jae Won begins to dream about Ahnok, a man he had avoided before marriage simply because he was an Eumin. He soon realizes that these are not mere dreams.

He discovers the wounds he inflicted upon Ahnok in his previous life, and simultaneously, just how much he truly loved him.

“Even if someone committed an unpardonable sin against you… even so, would you give him one more chance?”

The secrets of their past lives are revealed little by little, and the fates of the two begin to change due to the regression.

Yet, even though they tried to change everything by turning back time, one thing remained constant: they still “loved with feverish passion.”

“I have no intention of letting you go just because of this.”

“…”

“Why are you trying to leave?”

Gathering the top half of Ahnok’s long, flowing hair into his palm, Yeo Jae Won asked as he carefully tied it with a silk ribbon held in his other hand.

Ahnok bit his lip and remained silent.

Did he truly not know that staying by Yeo Jae Won’s side made him suffer and feel miserable?

Even though they were repeating two lifetimes, Yeo Jae Won seemed to completely misinterpret him rather than understand him.

“If you hate being by my side that much… what on earth should I do?”

“…”

“What must I do to hold onto you?”

It was a question that brought a sense of deja vu.

There was no need to agonize over it for long.

This was the very question Ahnok had asked himself every day for the last seven years, struggling to gain even a handful of Yeo Jae Won’s heart.

Why was he so desperate to give his heart now, when he seemed to have no intention of giving it back then, when Ahnok longed for it so desperately?

Ahnok let out a hollow laugh, finding this ill-timed affection both ridiculous and futile.

“Nothing.”

His voice, as thin as a sigh, struck Yeo Jae Won’s heart.

Suddenly, his hands stopped moving.

“Do not do anything, Your Highness.”

“…”

“If you cannot let me go, then do nothing, Your Highness. I no longer wish to be anything to you.”