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After that Jongki went out and checked the situation around. While Prince Song currently took the arrow that contained paper at the end.

“The fight will begin soon,” murmured Prince Song read the contents of the letter. A moment later, he casually burned the paper.

“Master, the man ran away, I will chase after him,” reports Jongki.

“No need,” Prince Song said. “He is an ally,”.

Jongki nodded at hearing that.

“Speed all our preparations, do not let any single point pass,” Prince Song said.

“Good sir, the order will be executed,” replied Jongki in a different tone this time.

After that Jongki immediately came out of the room. Prince Song closed the book. “It looks like this book will be very useful,” muttered as he got up from his place and brought the book.

He walked leisurely out of the room. Several times he met the waiter who was still passing by, he did not hesitate to ask Ailing whereabouts to them.

“This way everything will definitely be more fun,” murmured as he stepped into Ailing's place.

A few minutes passed, and Prince Song arrived at the entrance of Ailing's room. There were some floats peeking from the crack of the door that was deliberately left slightly open by Ailing.

“What do you guys do?“

Prince Song's voice instantly made some of the servants startled and turned around.

“Why just shut up?“ sergeant Prince Song.

“Ampun Sir. We are here for smelling the fragrant cuisine that is being made by Madam,” replied one of the maids while continuing to lower her head.

“True, Sir,” other sahut.

Still with his cold face, Prince Song said, “You can go.“

“Thank you Sir,” replied the waiters were compact

Then Prince Song also opened the door and entered the area that is full of satay aroma and also some foods that can be said to be almost similar to those in the modern world.

“It turns out really to be in, I think you will also go with the waiter,” Ailing said without turning a head in the slightest.

Prince Song smiled slightly. “Good. So the door was your trap, thankfully I did not punish the innocent,” he said.

“Just calm down, I don't need your help to punish them. I can do it myself,” said Ailing who is currently stuffing kimchi and pickles into a jar.

“Xin Yes bring in the food that is in this jar, I do not want anyone to take them away under the pretext of punishment,” Ailing's word that deliberately wants to insinuate Prince Song.

While Prince Song who was currently near Ailing just sat on one of the chairs there. “Sounds like you can cook?“ he asked while looking at the food on the table.

“Of course you can, even I am smart,” replied Ailing while taking one skewer that was there and biting the meat satay with anxiety.

“Smart?“ Prince Song looked at Ailing. “Since when can you cook?“ tanyanya.

“From ...“

'Ah, I'm almost lost, ' Ailing's inner self almost said that she learned it from YouTube.

“From?“ Prince Song was curious.

“From the kingdom of Donge,” replied Ailing confidently.

'Huh, it's a good thing that I've asked Xin Ya earlier about traveling to wherever I've been, ' her inner self while taking her homemade lemon water.

A moment later Prince Song quickly grabbed the water and gulped it down.

But Prince Song ignored Ailing's words and asked something else instead. “Where did you get these recipes?“ he asked while pointing at the food on the table.

'He seems suspicious. I can't lose then, ' Inner Ailing mentally prepared to argue with that handsome man of her husband's status.

“You don't need to ask too many questions. You're introgasi me for wanting to eat at my place, right?“ reply Ailing cynically.

Suddenly Prince Rong's facial expression changed. “Do you think your food is worth it to make me have to do all the things you say it is?“

Direct mocking expression Ailing show. “I don't know. But obviously these foods are premium and special foods I made for me and Xin Ya. If other people want to eat, then they have to pay it according to the price,” he said.

“So you want to sell inside my residence?“ Prince Song was critical.

“Now this is also my home. But I didn't buy these groceries with your money nor did your waitress make any of this, so I think it's perfectly natural that I would make money to replace my raw materials and energy, too,” Ailing replied casually.

'Truly brave this woman, ' Prince Song's inner voice clenched his hand.

“Good, then serve the food and I will pay for it at the price,” Prince Song said.

Suddenly Arumi's facial expression changed, a big smile she showed at this time. “You sure?“ ask him with sparkling eyes.

“Ya,” replied Prince Song coldly.

“Don't regret it then. I will get you hooked,” Ailing said as she blinked one eye.

'What did this woman say? How dare he tease me in a place like this, Prince Song's inner voice with a met face.

*In this age the word addiction is intended for an intimate relationship between husband and wife*

After that Ailing deftly picked up some cutlery that Xin Ya had brought from the kitchen. He also served the dishes like those in the restaurant.

While Prince Rong continued to observe Ailing's every move. 'What else is he hiding?' her inner self was remembering the gossip about Ailing who was a useless and shameful princess.

“Are you used to serving other people's meals?“ prince Song asked as he looked at Ailing.

While Ailing just kept doing his job while answering casually, “Not really. I will only serve people close to me.“

'Did he say we were close?' inner Prince Song.

Ailing who was arranging menus for Prince Song suddenly stopped his movements because he realized that something was wrong with his words. 'Well, why do I have to say that. Maybe he'll be scared again, ' he thought.

“So I also prepared some food for Xin Ya. And for you, this is all because you paid for my cooking. So do not get me wrong,” Beber Ailing while putting warm rice in front of her husband.

“So this is all just because I paid? I think this is all because you want to attract my attention,” seductive Prince Song.

Directly Ailing stopped her movements and turned her head. “Better you have a sharp mouth, than a seductive snob like a runny nose, disgusting,” he concluded and continued what he did.

Until ….

“Please enjoy,” said Ailing who has finished preparing food for Prince Song.

“Wait!“ prince Song said as he blocked Ailing's hand.

“What?“ asked Ailing who turned to her husband.

“Do you hide something?“ asked Prince Song with a serious expression.

Ailing swallowed his saliva. 'Does he know about the difference between me and Ailing? Or did he know about gambling? Or maybe he knew about the letter? Which one did he ask?' her mind started to panic.

Then Ailing carefully opened his mouth. “What mak—”

Brak!