Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine
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The Emperor’s departure weighed heavily on Tae's mind, but now that he was gone, the delicate balance of her plans was beginning to shift.
She had managed to play her cards well, securing not just Jungkook’s approval to visit her family, but also Jimin’s accompanying her, a silent promise of safety in her fragile act.
The hours passed as the palace began to settle into a quieter rhythm, with everyone focusing on their own affairs and anxiously awaiting the Emperor’s return.
Tae, having secured her exit from the palace, had a newfound sense of freedom—an opportunity to revisit the past in the form of her family.
She had longed for this reunion in her first life, a life cut short by betrayal. But now, in her second life, she had come prepared.
She had long learned the importance of loyalty and the value of those who truly cared for her.
And it was in this house—her home—that she could breathe, away from the weight of the imperial court.
The palace gates had only just closed behind them when Tae made her way back to her chambers, her heart light despite the heavy burden of political strategy she carried with her.
**Jimin** had been as faithful as ever, trailing behind her as she moved with a quick but careful pace through the halls.
The air of the palace, thick with court intrigue, felt distant now, replaced by a growing sense of excitement.
It had been so long since she had truly seen her family, and this would be her first time returning to them as someone who knew how to navigate the dangerous world of the harem.
Tae entered her room, quickly closing the door behind her.
She turned to Jimin, who stood uncertainly at the threshold, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Tae had carefully orchestrated this visit, not wanting to raise suspicions, but she had forgotten one crucial detail—
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.I hadn’t told Jimin that ,I had received permission to leave the palace.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Jimin,
Tae said, her voice soft but purposeful.
jeon taehyung (tae)
We are leaving.
Jimin’s eyes widened in confusion.
jimin ( tae maid)
Leaving? But… where are we going, Master ?
Tae gave a small, reassuring smile, her eyes bright with anticipation.
jeon taehyung (tae)
To my family’s home. I’ve… been granted permission from His Majesty to visit them.
Jimin blinked, still processing the news.
jimin ( tae maid)
But, Master , I thought the Emperor—
jeon taehyung (tae)
—was leaving for the war, yes,
Tae finished for her, her voice laced with just the slightest edge of impatience.
She stepped toward her wardrobe, pulling out a simple, modest traveling gown.
jeon taehyung (tae)
We leave today. You’ve to packed , haven’t you?
Jimin looked momentarily flustered but quickly nodded.
jimin ( tae maid)
I will pack, Master ,
She said, dropping her hands to gather a few of Tae’s belongings.
But before she could begin, Tae stopped her with a gentle hand on her arm.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I’ll take care of it, Jimin,
Tae said, her tone light and playful.
jeon taehyung (tae)
You need not worry about the details. Just… be ready to travel with me.
jeon taehyung (tae)
We’ll leave in a moment.
Jimin, still a bit unsure, nodded.
jimin ( tae maid)
As you wish, Master.
The journey began four hours later. The carriage rumbled along the path leading to Tae’s family home, the **Kim House**, nestled outside the capital.
The road was not luxurious, but it was quiet and peaceful, offering a welcome reprieve from the chaos of the palace.
Tae leaned back into the seat, gazing out the small window, her heart filled with a mixture of excitement and nostalgia.
She had not seen her family in years, and now, at last, she was returning to them.
This wasn’t just a visit. This was the reclamation of a part of her life that had been lost—the part where love and loyalty still held meaning.
The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon as the carriage arrived at the familiar gates of the **Kim House**.
Tae’s heart leapt as the gates creaked open, revealing the large courtyard she had known since childhood.
The family compound, built with sturdy, wooden walls and large stone pillars, stood before her like a long-lost dream.
She hadn’t realized just how much she missed the sound of birds in the trees, or the scent of earth and fresh air until now.
As the carriage came to a stop, Tae gently lifted the curtain and stepped out, her feet sinking into the soft earth.
She felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her as she gazed at the familiar stone steps leading to the front door.
The Kim House had always been a place of peace, a stark contrast to the overwhelming power and politics of the imperial palace.
At the sight of her return, **her father**—a tall, dignified man with graying hair, dressed in simple but fine robes—emerged from the house with a wide, welcoming smile.
Behind him, **her mother**, graceful and composed as always, followed, her eyes lighting up with joy.
And beside them, **her older brother**, Kim **Minho**, a tall young man with a serious yet warm demeanor, also came forward.
Tae’s heart swelled at the sight of them. It had been so long since she’d been embraced by her family’s love.
minister Kim ( tae father )
Daughter!
Her father called warmly, his voice filled with both pride and relief.
He held out his arms, and without hesitation, Tae rushed into his embrace.
She had longed for this moment, for the comfort of being held by the father who had always protected her from harm.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I’ve missed you, Father,
Tae whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
For a moment, she felt like the daughter she once was, unburdened by the weight of the imperial court and all its games.
Her father chuckled softly, holding her close.
minister Kim ( tae father )
I’ve missed you too, my dear. You look well. But what is this?
minister Kim ( tae father )
No one told us you would be returning so soon.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I couldn’t wait another day,
Tae replied, pulling away to look into her father’s eyes. Her heart was so full it threatened to burst.
jeon taehyung (tae)
There were… things I had to do. But now, I wanted to be here with you, with all of you.
**Jimin**, still standing at the edge of the courtyard, was watching quietly.
Her expression was a mix of awe and respect as she witnessed the warmth of Tae’s family reunion.
It was a side of her master she rarely saw—the side that wasn’t plotting or calculating, but simply a daughter, a sister, a member of a family.
Her mother stepped forward, her eyes soft with love.
mistress Kim ( tae mother
Welcome home, Tae,
She said, pulling her daughter into a tight embrace.
mistress Kim ( tae mother
You’ve been so missed.
Tae smiled, her voice warm and full of gratitude.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Thank you, Mother. It feels good to be home.
Her brother, Minho, stood a little apart, watching the reunion with a fond but slightly guarded expression.
As the older son, he had always been the protector of the family, and seeing his sister return after so long stirred a variety of emotions in him.
He had heard much about her from their father, though he had only known her from stories and occasional letters.
Minho stepped forward, offering Tae a respectful nod.
Kim Min Ho ( tae older brother)
Sister, welcome back. It’s good to see you.
Tae gave him a warm smile, her eyes twinkling with affection.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Brother Minho, it’s been too long. I’m glad to see you in good health.
Jimin, ever the diligent maid, bowed her head respectfully as she observed the family dynamics.
Though she was an outsider in this home, she understood the importance of Tae’s return.
She could see how deeply her master was loved, and it made her heart swell with pride to be a part of her life.
The evening passed quickly in a flurry of laughter, stories, and shared meals.
Tae felt as though a part of her had returned home—like the threads of the life she had lost in her previous life were being gently woven back together.
The warmth of the Kim family house, the genuine affection, and the comfort of being among her own brought a sense of peace to her that she had never quite found in the palace.
That night, as Tae lay in the familiar bed of her childhood room, the soft sounds of the night outside, she felt a deep sense of relief.
For the first time in months, she could let go of the weight of the imperial court.
But even so, in the back of her mind, the reality of the game she was playing lingered.
She could not forget that this return home was not just about family—it was also about biding her time, gaining allies, and positioning herself for the inevitable future.
But for now, she allowed herself to simply be a daughter, cherished and loved, in the home that had always kept her safe.
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