The Cold Queen's Revenge
Trouble Brings Blessings

To esokan the next morning.

Michelina rubbed her eyes, yawning widely as she sat down. He scratched his head, then yawned back. When he opened his eyes, he saw several servants and servants serving him.

"Empress,"

Michelina's forehead is wrinkled, she doesn't care. Anyway, today she's going home she thought.

"Today the Empress will be running skin care,"

Huh

Michelina's eyes widened, "Who told you to? I don't want to, today you better prepare all my needs. I want to go back to the palace."

"The Empress must not leave before the Empress undergoes all treatments."

The five servants split open, giving way to the one who spoke. "I'll come home with the Queen. Anyway my business here is done."

"It's still morning and your Majesty needs to solve the problems in this palace." Michelina.

Emperor Jasper glanced towards the window. It was already noon time, but Michelina thought it was still morning. He wanted to have breakfast together. But the servant who served him said that his most adorable wife was still sleeping.

"You come out, I'll call you." Emperor Jasper said to the five servants.

Emperor Jasper walked step by step, looking at every inch of Michelina's face. He sat down and stroked his head. "It's been seen, see the radish in the window the sun is already above." Emperor Jasper said slowly.

Michelina looked towards the window. "Astagah ! why didn't you wake me?"

"I can't wake you up. O yes, get ready, before we go back to the palace. We'll spend some time in the capital first."

"Does His Majesty want to go home with me?"

"Of course, it's better to spend time with my Empress." Said Emperor Jasper, shaking Michelina's head.

"Well I wait outside, there is no need to overdo the usual dress. I don't want all eyes on the Empress's beauty."

Michelina's face heated up, her ears started to smoke. He was ashamed of Emperor Jasper.

"Baginda" cried Michelina who had just realized that Emperor Jasper had closed the door. Michelina rubbed her face, patting her cheek. He shook his head, not to be tempted by Emperor Jasper.

The five servants entered, Michelina standing up. He has to prove that he has not been tempted. "Come,"

The five maids followed Michelina. The two maids were busy rubbing Michelina's hands with Yogurt and one of her servants was massaging Michelina's head.

The master was enjoying more and now an hour had passed. Michelina in makeup is ordinary. Let's just say he's wearing regular clothes now. It is made of the finest silk fabric.

"What the fuck? why do I look like this?" cry Michelina.

"Sorry Empress, this dress was prepared by Her Majesty."

"Empress," the new King of Almos saluted.

Michelina approached with an annoyed heart mixed with anger. He wanted to let out his voice. He doesn't like his clothes. Maybe he is not in the lyrics by the men and make the man in front of him think. If he can be fought by men.

"It's over, come on."

Emperor Jasper understood, The Empress would not like the dress attached to her body. It was better for him to let the woman in front of him be angry than to have to see men adoring him. Although modest she was worried, a light green dress with black ribbon carvings crossed over her chest and her hair was draped with small undulating ends.

"Sometimes when I'm worried, I'll compete with other men."

Michelina did not answer, she boarded a train. Sit properly, throw your face out the window.

Emperor Jasper raised both eyebrows, he did not care, which he cared about his heart. This was the second proposal from Marquess Azel that he spoke of back this morning before taking care of the ruler of the palace of Almos.

"The Queen can buy anything the Queen wants."

There was no answer, Emperor Jasper chose silence. He was sure, the woman in front of him would definitely calm down after buying something.

And sure enough, while in the Capital. Michelina went in and out of the store, something she bought made Emperor Jasper not play dumbass. His head was dizzy seeing his mischievous wife pointing this and that, trying on a dress even he felt to be a stupid man. Following her the Empress moved from store to store. Fortunately he brought one waiter, so he did not bring his wife's groceries. But his heart did not feel tired, it was happy, his distress brought blessings to his life. Michelina often asked, often talking to him. There is no longer any distance between the two.

bruccous

Aww

Michelina ganged in pain as her knees throbbed. Surprised, Emperor Jasper ran because the distance between the two was quite far.

"Sorry," said one man. He hauled some flower vases to be moved to one of the trains in front of Michelina.

"My wife,"

Emperor Jasper helped Michelina stand up, he helped clean her dirty dress. "Can't you see?" snapped Emperor Jasper while gritting his teeth.

"Have it, I'm fine. Let's go, and he's not on purpose, Sire." Michelina's great-grandson as she pulled the sleeve of Emperor Jasper's shirt.

"I'm sorry my servant sir" said one man interrupting the conversation. He looked at Michelina without blinking. Breezy carries her black hair.

"Heh, your apologies can't heal her wound, what if something happens to her." Emperor Jasper hardened even more, he did not like the adoring gaze for his wife.

"Ba-baginda," Michelina felt uneasy at the stares by the people.

"I'm sorry my husband, he's like that." Michelina withdraws Emperor Jasper. "Come on, Sire,"

The man let out a heavy sigh, just now he felt his chest beating even more violently. But we have to accept disappointment.

"I'm attracted to the girl," he muttered softly, glancing at the male servant beside him. "Next time be careful."