The Prince Bride Ep 4/My Father Is Determined To Turn Me Into A Perfect Woman But I Am A Man #bl #blmanhwa #boysloveseries

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In a kingdom ruled by secrets and vengeance, a young man is forced to disguise himself as a woman and marry the crown prince. His father seeks revenge against the royal family—but love isn't part of the plan. As forbidden feelings bloom between the prince and his new “bride,” the truth threatens to destroy everything.  💔💍 Will love conquer revenge, or will secrets bring the palace down?  🎭 Genre: Historical BL, Crossdressing, Revenge, Royal Drama  🔔 Subscribe for more emotional, slow-burn BL stories with unexpected twists. #BLStory #KoreanBL #HistoricalBL #LGBTDrama #ForbiddenLove

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00:00The room felt suffocating, heavy with tension as Ji-yoon stood before his father, trembling.

00:06The anger radiating from Sung-min was palpable, and his voice cut through the air like a whip.

00:12Running away, Ji-yoon. Do you have any idea what you've done, he thundered,

00:17his fist slamming against the low wooden table. Do you think the world outside these walls will

00:23spare you? Do you know the risks you bring upon us all with your recklessness?

00:28Ji-yoon flinched but held his ground. His heart was pounding, fear and defiance clashing within him.

00:35He wanted to shout back, to pour out the storm of emotions that had been brewing since his mother's

00:40death. But before he could speak, Dae-hyun stepped into the room, his calm presence like a bomb against

00:47the chaos. Sung-min, Dae-hyun said, his voice steady, the boy has just lost his mother.

00:53Don't you think your anger might be misplaced? He's grieving. Let him breathe. Sung-min glared at his

01:02friend, his jaw tightening, but he stepped back, his rage simmering just below the surface.

01:08Grieving doesn't excuse stupidity, he muttered, though his tone had softened. Ji-yoon couldn't hold

01:14back any longer. The words burst from him, raw and trembling. Grieving. You don't even know what that

01:22feels like, do you, father? His voice cracked, tears brimming in his eyes. When mother died, you didn't

01:30shed a single tear. Not one. She was your wife. Didn't you love her? Don't you love me? Sung-min's

01:40eyes darkened, his face impassive as he listened to his son's anguished words. Ji-yoon took a shaky

01:46step forward, his voice rising. Why do you hate me? Why do you make me live this lie? Dressing me like a

01:55girl, forcing me to be someone I'm not, why, father? Why? Sung-min's silence was deafening. When he finally

02:04spoke, his voice was cold and unyielding. You will know when the time comes. The cryptic answer only

02:11fueled Ji-yoon's frustration. When will that be? What will it take for you to treat me like a human

02:18being? Sung-min's expression hardened, his face a mask of stern authority. Enough, he said sharply.

02:26From now on, your training will be even stricter. You will not question me again. I will make you into

02:33the most beautiful and graceful woman in the country, and you will do as I say. Now leave.

02:40The finality of his words struck Ji-yoon like a blow. His shoulders sagged, and the fight drained out

02:47of him. He turned and stumbled out of the room, tears streaming down his face. That night, Ji-yoon sat in

02:54bed, his heart heavy with sorrow. He clutched the small jade pendant his mother had given him,

03:00the only piece of her he had left. The grief he had been holding back for so long finally spilled over,

03:07and he cried until exhaustion claimed him. But the next morning brought no relief.

03:13As he sat in the courtyard, listlessly plucking at the strings of his gageeum,

03:17he overheard a conversation between his father and Dae-hyun.

03:21Joon-ho has been accepted into the elite academy school, Dae-hyun said, his pride evident.

03:27He leaves in a week. Ji-yoon's fingers froze on the strings. His heart sank at the news.

03:36Joon-ho, his closest friend, the only person who truly understood him, was leaving. The thought was

03:43unbearable, and a sharp pain twisted in his chest as he realized something else, he might never get

03:48the chance to tell Joon-ho how he truly felt. The days leading up to Joon-ho's departure were

03:54bittersweet. Ji-yoon clung to every moment they spent together, trying to memorize the sound of

04:00Joon-ho's laugh, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. But the looming shadow of goodbye hung

04:07over them, and Ji-yoon couldn't shake the ache in his heart. One evening, as they sat by the pond

04:13in Ji-yoon's home, Ji-yoon mustered the courage to speak. The words burned on the tip of his tongue,

04:19desperate to be said. Joon-ho, he began hesitantly, his gaze fixed on the rippling water.

04:26There's something I've been wanting to tell you. Joon-ho turned to him, his expression curious but

04:32patient. What is it? Ji-yoon swallowed hard, his chest tightening. He opened his mouth to speak,

04:41but the fear of rejection, of ruining the friendship they shared, was too overwhelming.

04:45He looked away, his voice barely a whisper. I'll miss you. Joon-ho smiled softly, as Ji-yoon rested

04:55his head on his shoulder. I'll miss you too, he said, his voice warm. But this isn't goodbye forever,

05:01Ji-yoon. I'll come back. The reassurance brought little comfort, and Ji-yoon's heart ached with the

05:08weight of unspoken words. The morning of Joon-ho's departure was somber. The family gathered at the

05:15gates, their faces a mix of pride and sadness. Ji-yoon stood silently, his hands clasped tightly

05:23in front of him as he watched Joon-ho prepare to leave. Take care of him, Joon-ho said to his older

05:29brother, Min-suk, with a nod toward Ji-yoon. Don't let him get into too much trouble.

05:35Min-suk chuckled. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. As the carriage disappeared down the road,

05:43Ji-yoon felt a hollow ache in his chest, as though a part of him had been taken away.

05:48The world seemed quieter, emptier without Joon-ho's presence. That night, as Ji-yoon sat alone in his

05:55room, the weight of his emotions became unbearable. He turned to his painting supplies, pouring his

06:02feelings onto the canvas. Each stroke of the brush was a desperate attempt to capture the memory of

06:08Joon-ho, to hold on to something he could no longer have. The days stretched into weeks, after training,

06:15Ji-yoon spent most of his time hunched over his small wooden desk, a brush in his hand and his heart

06:20heavy with unspoken sorrow. The room smelled faintly of ink and paint, the once crisp scent now a constant

06:27companion to his solitude. Yuna, his tutor, noticed the change in Ji-yoon's demeanor. She watched him

06:35from the doorway one afternoon, her heart aching for the boy who had become like a son to her.

06:40After Ji-yoon's mother passed, Yuna had taken on more than her role as a tutor,

06:45she had become his confidant, his protector in a house where love seemed scarce.

06:50Ji-yoon, she said softly, stepping into the room. Her voice broke his focus, and he looked up,

06:57startled. You've been painting a lot lately. Ji-yoon glanced at the scattered portraits and

07:04quickly averted his gaze. It's nothing, he muttered, his voice barely audible. Yuna knelt beside him,

07:11her gentle hand resting on his shoulder. It's not nothing, she said. You miss him, don't you?

07:19Ji-yoon's lips quivered, but he said nothing. He didn't need to, the pain in his eyes was answer

07:26enough. Yuna sighed, wishing she could take the weight off his fragile shoulders.

07:32I'm sorry, she whispered. I'm sorry, I can't make this easier for you. Ji-yoon shook his head,

07:39forcing a smile that didn't reach his eyes. It's not your fault. None of this is. But Yuna didn't

07:47believe that. She had long blamed herself for not being able to shield Ji-yoon from Sung-min's harsh

07:53expectations. She knew about the secrets Ji-yoon carried, about the identity forced upon him,

08:00and about the feelings he harbored for Joon-ho. She had watched him endure years of quiet suffering,

08:05and it pained her more than she could say. There might be a way, Yuna said hesitantly,

08:11breaking the silence. Ji-yoon's eyes flickered with curiosity. A way for what? To free yourself,

08:20Yuna replied, her voice cautious. I've been involved in a business. It's not exactly legal,

08:28but it's profitable. If you join me and my nephew, in a few years, you could save enough money to leave

08:34this place. To start over. Ji-yoon's heart skipped a beat. What kind of business? Yuna hesitated,

08:44glancing at the door to ensure they were alone. We sell contraband goods, silks, spices, and rare

08:51items that the king hasn't approved. It's dangerous, but it pays well. If you're careful, your father

08:58will never know. Ji-yoon's mind raced. It was risky, yes, but it was also the first glimmer of hope he had

09:06seen in years. I'll do it, he said without hesitation. I'll do whatever it takes. That night, Ji-yoon and

09:15Yuna crept out of the house, their footsteps muffled against the dirt path. The village was quiet,

09:21the only sounds the distant chirping of crickets and the occasional bark of a dog. They made their way

09:27to an abandoned shed on the outskirts of town, where Han-su, Yuna's nephew waited. Han-su was a

09:34little older than Ji-yoon. He was tall and wiry, with sharp features and an easy grin that hinted at

09:41trouble. He leaned casually against a crate of goods, his dark eyes lighting up when he saw Ji-yoon.

09:47So, this is the famous Ji-yoon, he said, a teasing edge to his voice.

09:54Aunt Yuna's been telling me about you. Ji-yoon shifted uncomfortably under Han-su's gaze, feeling

10:00exposed. It's nice to meet you, he said quietly. Han-su stepped closer, his grin widening. I have to say,

10:10you're even more stunning than she described. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were a goddess

10:16walking among us. Han-su, Yuna warned, her tone sharp. This isn't the time. Han-su raised his hands

10:25in mock surrender. All right, all right. I'm just making an observation. They settled into a discussion

10:33about the logistics of Ji-yoon's involvement. Han-su explained the routes, the types of goods they were

10:40dealing with, and the importance of discretion. You'll work at night, he said. Less chance of

10:46anyone noticing. And if you ever feel like you're being watched, you disappear. Understood. Ji-yoon

10:54nodded, his resolve unwavering. Understood. As they walked back to the house, Yuna stopped abruptly,

11:02guilt etched on her face. Ji-yoon, she said softly, I'm sorry for dragging you into this.

11:08I just want to help you, but if it ever becomes too much, tell me. Promise me. Ji-yoon looked at her,

11:17his eyes filled with gratitude. I'm not afraid, Yuna. I can handle this. Thank you for believing

11:25in me. Yuna's heart swelled with pride, but she also felt the weight of what she had done. Just,

11:32don't give your father a reason to suspect anything. Do what he asks, at least for now.

11:38It'll buy us time. Ji-yoon nodded, understanding the importance of maintaining the facade.

11:45He threw himself into his training with newfound determination.

11:49If Sung-min wanted him to become the perfect woman, then that's what he would be, for now.

11:55Months turned into years, and Ji-yoon blossomed under Yuna's guidance. He moved with an elegance that

12:02turned heads, his beauty and grace unmatched in the village. To outsiders, he was the epitome of

12:08femininity, a vision of perfection. But beneath the surface, Ji-yoon was biding his time, working

12:15tirelessly to secure his freedom, his heart locked away with the memories of Jun-ho and the promise of

12:21a life beyond his father's grasp.

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