The Empress Uncontrollable
The Epic Retaliation

Ailing stepped out of her room while taking off her red robe last night. Xin Ya was currently walking behind Ailing while picking up the hair accessories that Ailing had carelessly removed.

“Where is the kitchen?” ask Ailing with hair that has been freely broken.

“Nona, please stop,” pinta Xin Yes because Ailing currently only uses a layer of clothing. As for a noble, it should at least use three layers of clothing when going out.

But Ailing ignored him and asked again, “Where?”

“There, Miss,” replied Xin Ya while pointing east.

Ailing continued in her steps. He held tightly to the sword used against Prince Song last night. When he reached the kitchen, he kicked the door.

“Where is the cook?” asked Ailing in a high tone.

Everyone stared at Ailing. But instead of directly kneeling, they laughed loudly at Ailing.

Ailing immediately raised his sword and slashed at the vegetables, as well as the objects in the kitchen.

“Ampun Mistress, geez!” say all those who have turned in fear.

“How dare you just give me soup and dry bread! You'll think I'm a sick cat if I don't!” amuk Ailing's.

Everyone who was there knelt down. “Ampun Madam, we beg pardon,” they said.

Directly Ailing turned to look at a fat man there. “You cook?” asked Ailing while sticking the tip of his sword on the neck of the man.

“Be-be-completely Nyonyaku,” he replied with a trembling body.

“You finish cooking and take it to my place!” his orders. “And the others, gather all the waiters and take them to the park!”

“Good Mistress!” everyone answered in unison and then in droves ran away from the place.

“Huh, I will teach you guys whose name is discipline on the top,” Inner Ailing while smiling smirk.

“Xin Yes, in this place there is a garden right?” asked Ailing who actually did not know at all about this place. But from the comics he had read, a prince's house definitely had a vast garden.

“There, Mistress,” replied Xin Yes quickly.

“Then let's go there,” take Ailing while looking over and give the sword in his hand to Xin Ya.

**

Four hours later at Prince Song's place. Currently Prince Song was walking out of his study room with his confidants.

“Where is everyone?” prince Song asked Jongki who was now walking behind him.

“Everyone is in the park, Prince,” replied Jongki, Prince Song's right-hand man.

“In the park? Is there something interesting there?” asked Prince Song while staring around the place.

Jongki then swallowed his saliva. “It ...” He told me everything that happened this morning in detail.

Then Prince Song smiled a little. “So he punishes everyone,” murmured.

“Prince smiles? What is this sign?” jongki's inner voice was surprised that Prince Hansong rarely smiled.

“True Prince, Mistress is in the park.”

“Well then, let's see what the grumpy cat can do,” invite Prince Song.

“Good, Prince,” said Jongki politely.

A few minutes later, they reached the park. Looks like a messy garden. Dozens of servants were digging in the garden. While Ailing was lying under a shady tree while sipping a drink in her hand.

“That's great,” said Prince Song as he stepped closer to Ailing.

Ailing turned her head and then lazily rolled her eyes. “You what the hell he is,” his grunts in the heart.

Xin Ya who saw that immediately retreated so as not to block Prince Song's path. “What are you doing?”

“Ck, what is he blind,” Inner Ailing.

“I'm helping you set up a vacant lot,” he replied seamlessly.

“Oh yes, then what are you planning?” asked Pangerang Song while sitting on a chair beside Ailing.

“Later there will be a fish pond, so later the kitchen can take fresh fish from here. Continue on it will be planted with vegetables,” beber Ailing casually.

“Sayur on water?” Prince Song frowned.

“Ah yes, I forgot. What in this era such a method has been found, yes?” inner Ailing who had just come to a realization.

“Where do you know a method like this?” asked Prince Song who was of course curious because he had never seen anything like it.

“I created it,” replied Ailing with origin.

Of course this made Prince Song feel even more strange.

“Already, you will see later. After everything works out, you can judge for yourself,” added the lazy Ailing to find an excuse.

Then Prince Song glanced at Jongki. And a moment later Jongki nodded immediately.

“Then what drink is in this Mistress drinking?” asked Prince Song who saw Ailing's strange drink.

Xin Ya replied, “Izin replied. It is cow's milk that has been processed with honey and added with mashed watermelon fruit, Prince. The mistress called it, watermelon squas.”

“You also made this drink?” ask Prince Song.

“Not. The kitchen guy who made it,” replied Ailing coldly.

Then Prince Song turned to look at Xin Ya. “Bring me as the Madam drank,” her door.

“Good, Prince,” replied Xin Ya who then quickly left the place.

“Cute-follow,” Cibir Ailing.

Prince Song who of course heard that also immediately turned to Ailing. “What did you say?” tanyakanya.

“Nothing,” replied Ailing while looking the other way.

“He was indeed very much different from what was rumored, Prince Song's inner” as he stared at Ailing from head to toe.

Then he realized that Ailing was currently only using one layer of clothing.

“Why are you dressed like this?” asked Prince Song while looking the other way.

Ailing looked back at her clothes. “Ah yes, Xin said Yes I have to wear three layers. Don't let him use this to punish me, his inner”.

“Hot, the weather is very hot,” Ailing replied carelessly.

“I have to switch this conversation,” her inner.

“Oh yes Prince, I need money to fill this pool later,” pinta Ailing.

“The money will be borne by the residence treasury,” replied Prince Song calmly.

“Then I want to buy some goods.”

“I want to go out and have fun, but Xin said Yes we have no money. In that case, whatever happens I have to get money from him, his inner”.

“What stuff do you want to buy? And how much do you need?” asked Prince Song with a probing look. After all, since last night he had been suspicious of this Ailing. He had even told people to investigate about Ailing's real life.

“I want to see what he will do?”

“I can give you one piece of gold for—“

“Gold seeping?” Ailing's eyes glared. “Even watermelon alone costs almost half a piece,” the protest.

“If you want more, then serve me as your duty,” press Prince Song.

“Serve ya?” Ailing stood up from his seat. “Where is the money?”

Prince Song raised his hand. And as usual, Jongki immediately gave a few pieces of paper money into the hands of Prince Song.

“Take this if you—“ Prince Song's Sentence comes to a halt when suddenly Ailing just snatches the money in his hands.

Ailing then boldly lifted her right leg and placed her knee on Prince Song's seat. He restrained Prince Song's body with both hands held on the back of Prince Song's chair.

“Take this money to fix your brain,” whispered Ailing while slipping the money in her husband's robe.

“What money is less?” asked Prince Song while returning his hand.

And when Jongki once again put the money in Prince Song's hands, Ailing quickly seized the money and threw it in her husband's face. “Eat your money!” his yell.

Jongki drew his sword and ….