The Empress Uncontrollable
Not Pion

“I saw Jongki. He's here right?“ ailing asked as he continued to step forward and urged Prince Song to continue retreating.

“Wait,” said Prince Song while holding Ailing's hand to stop.

“Do not dodge. He's around here, right? Oh, or do you deliberately plan this incident all?“ ailing asked with a sharp look.

Yes, when she just finished bathing she did not go directly into the room where Prince Song was treated earlier because she heard the sound of Jongki talking to her husband in the room. He had intended to eavesdrop, but apparently he could not hear clearly what they were both talking about.

“Do not carelessly speak," refuted Prince Song as he stepped and sat on a chair not far from them at this time. "Jongki is here. He found us after we got here.“

'Is it true what he said? Lest he lie to me again, ' thought Ailing as he sat down in the chair near Prince Song.

“Are you not lying?" asked Ailing who was now looking at Prince Song's face fixedly.

Prince Song also with a cold expression brought his face closer to Ailing. "Do you think I'm stupid like you? I can't possibly hire criminals to poison myself" he replied.

Ailing also turned her face. 'Right as well, ' her inner self.

“Good, I believe in that. But if Jongki's already here, that means we can go back home tonight, right?" asked Ailing while scaling and looking intently at Prince Song.

“Cannot. I've had Jongki spread the word that we're praying" Prince Song replied as he re-enforced himself.

"Why?" asked Ailing while frowning.

'What does he want? Lest he deliberately wanted to spend time alone with me, "Ailing's inner self "Ah, you're crazy! Get rid of that Korean drama in your brain,” cried Ailing in the heart.

Prince Song let out a long sigh at Ailing's dreamy stupid expression. "Don't think too far. Look, I can't possibly go back in this condition. If they know I'm hurt, then there will be many people who take advantage of this opportunity to take down the residence.“

Ailing was silent again, she thought about the meaning of her husband's sentence. “Wait, do you know who attacked us?“

“Try you guess.“

“Why did you get riddled,” protest Ailing. “Just tell me who it is!“

Suddenly a mocking smile emerged from Prince Song's face. "I know you must be—”

“Alright, you don't need to insult," interrupted Ailing who could have guessed that Prince Song would taunt her. “I'll try to guess, is that your ex-lover?“

“Former lover?" Prince Song did not understand who Ailing meant because he had never had a lover.

“Do not pretend, is this the work of Princess Chungli?“

“Not. He would not dare to do something like this,” Prince Song replied.

'Curtain, basic man. He had pretended not to understand, now he defended him all-out, Ailing's inner self.

“Then who? Is that Prince Han?“ guess again. “She's the one who wants to spy on you. He is very ambitious to inherit the throne.“

Then a sinister smile emerged from Prince Song's lips.

“So you realize you're just a pawn?"

“Already, don't mock. That was then, now I won't be that stupid anymore,” said Ailing. “So, is this really all Prince Han?“

Prince Song then turned his gaze outward. “I don't know yet, but obviously the man is from the palace,”.

Ailing clenched her hands. “Ck, people in the palace are complicated,” he murmured.

A moment later Prince Song looked back at Ailing. “Don't you say you're going to go help people in this village, what are you planning?“

“Didn't you eat?“ Prince Song debated.

“Eat, but sendikit,” replied Ailing honestly. “I'm still hungry, so I'll help people so that tonight we can eat.“

“So you will find food for me too?“ ask Prince Song.

“Iya, satisfied?“ ketus Ailing so that Prince Song would not mock him anymore. “It's not nice if we eat here for free without doing anything, so I'll help them. You just rest here, do not go anywhere,” he said while taking a mosquito net not far from them and using it to tie hair.

Prince Song smiled widely. “Alright then for a while I will depend on you, my wife,” forever.

Directly Ailing gave a strange expression. “disgusting,” muttered as she stepped away from the place.

A moment later, Jongki suddenly appeared in the room.

“How?“ prince Song asked without looking at Jongki.

“Not the people of Prince Han, Sir,” reports Jongki with his respectful attitude.

“Then investigate further,” Prince Song said as he looked at the person who was passing by on the street in front of the house.

“Good Sir,” replied Jongki as he woke up from his respectful position.

“But before that bring sweet foods to this place,” said Prince Song as he stepped forward. “I'll go see things around here,” he added.

“Basic Prince, when will he confess his feelings,” muttered Jongki as he shook his head slowly.

Meanwhile, elsewhere Ailing was sitting with several women preparing pastries for the festival tonight.

“Wah, this cake is very beautiful,” said Ailing while arranging the pink cake in his hand.

“Is it true? The cake was made by my daughter, Madam," said a middle-aged woman who was currently sitting next to Ailing.

Ailing looked at him. “Really? Well, your daughter is great, Madam. It is fortunate that the man who became her husband later,” she said while putting the cake in the basket with other pastries.

“Thank you for the compliment,” reply the middle-aged woman while smiling warmly.

“Can I meet him? Who knows I have the opportunity to learn from him,” Ailing said with a hopeful expression that he deliberately showed the middle-aged woman.

“Of course you can, that's it,” replied the middle-aged woman as she pointed behind Ailing.

Ailing immediately turned around and was surprised to see the girl appointed. “Jiang?“

“Yes, Jiang is my only daughter,” said the middle-aged woman.

Ailing then smiled slightly. 'Well, it looks like this could be my path to success in this era, ' his inner self while imagining what he would do with that girl named Jiang.

Ailing then excitedly raised her hand. “Jiang, come here,” the call.

The girl named Jiang who had helped Ailing at the Physician Fang's place also accelerated her pace. “Mrs Ailing, you are here?“

“Of course I'm here,” said Ailing while patting Jiang on the shoulder.

'Wherever the place is, as long as I start it, everything will be successful, ' he said in his heart.

“Hahaha!“ Ailing suddenly laughed to himself thinking about his success later.

While Jiang who saw that also immediately smiled strangely. 'Is there something wrong with this lady?' thought.