The Empress Uncontrollable
More Severe

“Why are you asking like this?“ ask Prince Song back.

Ailing frowned as well. “Do not fool me, you must have known this before. Right?“

Then Prince Song waved his hand, signalling the servant to leave the place.

Ailing immediately glanced at the three maids and noticed those who had just left the place. “Wah, really great. With a little movement, they were all gone. Someday I too should be able to do this,” thought.

“What do you think?“ prince Song asked when he found out that Ailing was not concentrating on him.

“Hah?“ Ailing turned her eyes back on her husband.

“Imut once his current expression,” Inner Prince Song when he saw Ailing's silly expression.

“What do you think?“ He repeated his question.

“Yes, sometimes I think that you are cool,” replied Ailing.

“Keren?“ Prince Song frowned.

“What in this age is no cool vocabulary yet?“ inner Ailing. Then he thought about the equation of the word 'cool.

“Ah, that ... like 'wow, Prince Song is amazing',” bright Ailing.

“Thank you,” sahut Prince Song quickly.

Ailing's eyes glared. “Not it .. ah, that's up. Then how, right my guess?“

“Not entirely precise,” replied Prince Song as he stepped away from the place.

Ailing followed Prince Song. “Not completely exactly how?“ tanyakanya.

“Do you think I got an honorary title for free?“

“Ya .. I know that you have been fighting for a long time and defending this country. But if you look at it, then why would anyone from the palace want to bring you down?“ ailing asked, holding Prince Song's arm, to make her husband stop.

Then Prince Song turned around and looked at Ailing who was currently also looking at him. “What when you sneak out of the residence, you don't hear anything?“

“Heard something? Did he ask about this royal gossip?“ thought Ailing while frowning her forehead.

“What do you mean about droughts and disease outbreaks in the south?“ guess Ailing.

Ctakk! Suddenly Prince Song touched Ailing's forehead.

Instantly Ailing shrieked and then crouched down while rubbing her forehead. “Sick tofu!“ his protest.

“That's my compliment to you because it turns out not as stupid as it looks,” said Prince Song as he stepped back to leave Ailing who still felt pain in his forehead.

“Hey, where are you going?“ ailing shouted while returning to his feet and immediately chased after Prince Song's footsteps.

They continued to chat, until finally Ailing knew that the news spread about the dilapidated government system of the kingdom was not entirely a mere issue.

“So, the high tax is also correct?“ ailing asked as she rounded her eyes at Prince Song.

“Ya,” replied Prince Song briefly.

“Wah, really messed up then,” Ailing said.

“What in your time is there like this?“ prince Song asked as he watched Ailing's facial expression which seemed to be seriously thinking about this.

Hearing her husband Ailing's question was immediately stunned. “In my time?“

“True. Or is everything going very well and normal in the future?“ ask Prince Song.

Ailing moved his index finger to the right and to the left several times. “Ya of course ...“

“Hem ...,” murmured Prince Song while mangosteen.

“Of course it's worse,” continued Ailing then laughed out loud.

“More severe?“ Prince Song frowned.

“Iya, worse. I think the more advanced the human mind, the lower their human instinct, like a two-eye needle.“ replied Ailing. “But yes how else, the demands are higher, so the feeling of greed is also more unstoppable.

Moreover, the people in power are increasingly .. ah, why do I become like being decorated.“

A small smile was tucked into Prince Song's lips. “I didn't expect that he was the one who cared about something like this,” batinya.

Yes, actually Ailing is not caring, but he is pouring out his anxiety when remembering his life in the modern era.

Suddenly Ailing noticed something. “Wait, does this mean that the person who does not like you is the emperor?“ tanyanya direct.

“Be careful when you talk, you can be immediately beheaded when you say this,” as long as Prince Song.

Ailing narrowed her eyes. “But right what I said?“ He still wants to make sure.

Prince Song calmly extended his hand and then rubbed Ailing's head gently. “Other times you should not ask this, otherwise, that will suffer the consequences of not only you but also the people around you.“

“Is he threatening me or is he warning me for worrying about me?“ the Ailing Monologue inwardly watched Prince Song's facial expression.

When they were busy chatting, suddenly the sound of footsteps of people who

was running on the terrace of that place which was clad in wood. Of course the voice immediately made the two men look over.

“Nyo-nyo-Mrs!“ call Xin Ya stammering.

“What's up?“ Ailing immediately stood up from her place in shock at Xin Ya's expression and the shrill breathing of her servant.

“That's Madam, there—” Xin Ya's sentence came to a halt when she saw Prince Song.

“Tell me,” pinta Ailing.

“It ….