Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife
Chapter 358: An angry emperor is a dangerous emperor

Chapter 358: An angry emperor is a dangerous emperor

The little one was confused when she used the word ’fan’, he did not understand it.

"Wave at the camera baby and say hi." she told him.

Justin looked at the camera and then his sorbet. The little one was relishing in the taste of the cold sweet treat too much to put the spoon down even for one second. He greedily scooped a spoonful and filled his mouth before waving at the camera.

"Tsk, tsk, you are your father’s miniature through and through when you see something delicious." she told him. "Is it sweet?"

He nodded eagerly, "Sweet." he said with a mouthful of the sorbet, which made his words quite inaudible. "You are the best mommy in the world."

She laughed lightly and bent down, kissing him on the head because she could not resist his adorableness. Every time he smiled at her like that, called her mommy or ate her food eagerly, she felt like an arrow of deep love had been shot into her heart.

[Awww, mommy’s love, so cute.]

[Oh great now we are moving away from serious cooking and into the childish antics of your son. Please do this on your own time.]

[To say please while expressing disdain for her interactions with her son on her cooking broadcast with her food makes you the biggest douchebag alive. Justin the chief taster forever.]

[The serious cook haters have arrived, someone call the firefighters to hose them off.]

[Best mother in the world Justin, if she was my mummy too I would be a happy man.]

Scarlet didn’t mind the comments, she topped off Justin’s sorbet and then looked inside the room through the open balcony door and shouted, "I am making lasagna."

Esong was heading to the door because he had received a text when she shouted this and he turned back and said loudly, "The thing we ate on our date."

She raised her eyebrows and and eyed him in amused wonder as she resisted the urge to laugh or comment about the fact that it was a horrible date. their very first date ever.

"That one." she replied loudly instead.

"Cool, don’t add too much cheese." he yelled as he opened the door and the manager of the hotel handed him a few notes that he read through with a confused look in his eyes.

"There is no such thing as too much cheese." she yelled lightly.

Some of the viewers were commenting on the loud way Esong and Scarlet were shouting.

[Do they talk like that all the time? If hear someone shouting, especially a noble I would think they are angry.]

[My parents talk like that and they have been married for seventy nine years now.]

[Yes chef, no such thing as too much cheese, put it on everything.]

In the room opposite of hers, the emperor, empress and third princess were finally in the same space, having figured out that they were all in the same hotel at the same time. They sat in chairs around an ocean blue and white table, with glasses of wine and some fruit on a platter as they watched the broadcast.

"I forget sometimes that the Su’s like to talk loudly." the empress commented.

"Talk!!" the emperor expressed his dismay. "I think you mean yell." he told her.

"There is nothing wrong with it, that’s how commoners communicate usually. It’s us nobles who are taught to whisper as if we have stones stuck in our throats. I have a voice so why can’t I use it in any way I like out in public?" the third princess chose to speak loudly as she expressed her dissatisfaction at a tradition that she had long desired to rebel over.

The empress rolled her eyes and told the princess, "You shout plenty in the castle."

"It’s my father’s house and I will shout if I want to." the third princess declared haughtily.

"This is why no man is coming to ask for your hand in marriage. You have a terrible reputation." The emperor eyed his third daughter with much exhaustion. On top of shouting, she walked with wide steps as if she was heading into battle, chewed while talking, lately she had started playing football and she often bet money on mecha fights in arenas. Where was his gentle lady like proper daughter from five years ago and what happened to her?

"Why did you turn down the proposal from general Patterson’s son?" the empress asked her.

"I would rather slit my throat than marry into general Patterson’s family." she answered determinedly.

"And Obley Godiver?" the emperor asked.

The princess rolled her eyes and asked, "Does anyone seriously think that the Godiver’s will give up their political power just to marry into the royal family? Not even one of their daughter’s marrying the crown prince but one of their son’s marrying a princess!! It will never happen, and they planned that whole thing to achieve something else. Publicity probably because the news that I turned down the great scholar Obley Godiver is everywhere."

"So, who do you want to marry Sapphire because you are not getting any younger." The emperor shouted at her with an angry voice. "You are not getting any younger and the petitions for me to marry you off are increasing by the day. It has become a ritual for one of the minister’s to raise this issue in our daily assembly.

"I am only thirty five years old father, I am still very much young and I will marry at the right time. There are many eligible bachelors who are willing to marry me, I can simply pick from them. In fact the Su family has two adult sons Adler and Beord, choose one for me to marry." She answered completely nonchalantly and took a bite of a shiny red apple.

The emperor had just taken one sip of wine to calm his anger about her unmarried status when she dropped this bomb and the wine came spurting out of his mouth because he had yet to swallow it when his daughter dropped this bomb on him.

A royal servant standing in the corner of the suite hurried to present the emperor with a napkin while the empress lightly patted him on the back as he coughed fitfully.

The moment he felt better slightly, he glared at Sapphire, the third princess and asked her in a disbelieving and distressed voice, "Are you crazy? Is this what you have been thinking in your tiny head all along?"

In the midst of anger he released his mental strength, double SS, which was quite powerful and frightening.

"Father," the princess grabbed a hold of her head and screamed in agonizing pain.

"Your highness, please." the empress pleaded, looking very much alarmed as her eyes moved skittishly around. "Please, you will kill our daughter, please rein in your anger."

As smoothly as he released his mental strength, he retracted it and the empress fell back in the chair, sighing in relief. People were always quick to forget how powerful and dangerous the emperor was, even his own children often forgot.

"Father, I hate you." the third princess whined as a royal servant wiped away the few drops of blood that had trickled out from her ears.