The Empress Uncontrollable

The Empress Uncontrollable
Ten Servants


After cleaning himself and covering the circle under his eyes due to last night having to stay up because Prince Song continued to hold him tightly until morning, now Ailing came out of her room along with Xin Ya who had helped her.


“What's the matter, why are so many outside?“ asked Ailing when he heard a noise from outside the entrance of the full moon park.


“I will see it first, Madam,” replied Xin Ya who then stepped towards the door.


But when he opened the door a little, suddenly a big push made Xin Ya take a few steps back until she fell on the ground. A moment later, several girls dressed as waiters entered the park scrambling.


“What is this?" inner Ailing when suddenly the girls were standing in line in front of Ailing.


“Who are you?“ asked Ailing while staring one by one at the girl in front of him.


“Good morning Mistress,” said the ten girls are almost compact. “We are the children of the servants in this residence.“


“Something must be wrong. Is this the fucking husband?“ think ailing while breathing long.


"You guys are here for what?“ ask Ailing calmly.


The ten girls immediately looked at each other when they heard Ailing's question. Then one of the girls took a step forward to answer Ailing's question. “We were sent here by Mr to help you, Madam,” he replied.


“Jiah ... The husband of the shucks is really annoying, Ailing's inner” that can only hold her frustration in her heart for a while now.


After that Ailing shifted his body, he sat on a chair under a tree not far from him.


“Then now you guys help me clean up the whole yard of this park,” Ailing commands while pointing around.


“Good Mistress," replied the ten maids compactly.


While Xin Ya who had fallen, now got up and stepped towards Ailing. “Why did Prince Song send so many maids here Madam?“ he asked while looking at the girls who started cleaning the garden.


“Didn't you say he'd like me? What is this thing called like?“ sahut Ailing glanced sharply at Xin Ya.


Hearing that, Xin Ya nodded. “So like that,” murmured.


“What's like that?“ ask Ailing.


“It ... turns out Prince Song sent all these maids to please you. Surely he was worried that you were exhausted, so he sent these people here.“ Xin Ya expressed her opinion. “Ah, do not expect that Master is a very romantic person.“


“What the heck is in her brain, Ailing's inner” while having a strange expression hearing prejudice for the sake of Xin Ya's good prejudices.


After being dizzy enough to hear Xin Ya's praises for Prince Song, then Ailing got up from her chair. “Shut!“ his jolt.


“Nyo-nyo-Mrs, you why are you angry?“ xin Ya asked with her innocent expression.


“Stop looking at me like that. You, come with me to his place! we have to ask what all this means,” his monologue while fixing his clothes.


After that, they both set their feet to leave the park.


A few minutes passed, Ailing finally arrived at the park where Prince Song was currently.


“Canaries always perch on peach trees when morning arrives, as well as teak leaves that will fall when summer arrives. But unlike humans, they can change without waiting for a time to determine their arrival,” said Prince Song while throwing fish food because the gazebo where he relaxes is currently above a very large fish pond.


“What do you mean, you insinuate me?“ respond Ailing who is currently stepping into the gazebo.


While Xin Ya immediately retreated slowly and waited for Ailing in the distance like a servant's ethics should.


“Who said poetry is satire?“ protest Prince Song who is still relaxed feeding his pet fish.


“All things can be satire, be it pantuns, poems, even songs,” said Ailing while seizing a container where fish feed on Prince Song's left hand.


Finally Prince Song also straightened his body which had bowed staring at the fish under the gazebo. He looked at Ailing coldly. ”What do you want to do?“ tanyakanya.


“I should have asked you like that. What exactly are you planning? Why send so many servants to my place? I just need Xin Ya, pull all those servants!” sue Ailing.


“As Lady of Song's residence, you should already have many personal servants. I don't want outsiders to see that you only have one servant, it will humiliate this Song residence,” Prince Song replied as he alternated sitting on the bench that was near them.


Ailing followed Prince Song. She immediately sat down beside her husband. “Listen, I don't care what people say or what other people think of Song's residence. As long as all the servants were silent, there would definitely be nothing leaking out about all the things here. So don't use that excuse to get them around me.“


“Likes do not like, you still have to accept them,” stressed Prince Song.


“Can't.“ Ailing breaking table. “Rules are clear. If I have a personal service, it means that all their lives I bear, right?“


“I didn't expect that you also learned that, I thought you just wanted to have fun here, anyway,” comments Prince Song while pouring the tea on the table into the cup that has been prepared for him.


“Do not switch this conversation. I just want to ask you to pull them back,” demanded Ailing as she stared intently at her husband who was currently sipping tea.


“Cannot. What I've given, I won't pull it back unless they ask for their own permission to leave the duty I gave,” declined Prince Song.


Ailing clenched her hands. “But a waiter who is unable to execute an employer's order will get a penalty for being considered incompetent, am I right?“ ask Ailing.


“True,” replied Prince Song lightly.


“What will they be sold into farm slaves and the like?“ ailing asked because it was an unwritten rule of people who fell into the category of royal members in this dynasty.


“That is a risk they have known from the beginning since they signed up to be royal servants,” Prince Song replied as he put his cup back on the table.


“Ck,” decak Ailing upset. He was eager to expel the new servants, but his conscience did not want to see the girls become slaves who had lower degrees than ordinary citizens.


“How about this, what should I do to them?“ inner Ailing as she continued to stare at Prince Song's calm expression which made her even more annoyed.