Chapter 79: The Wife Rules the Husband, The Wife is Master

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: The Wife Rules the Husband, The Wife is Master

As the King and Queen of the Empire, they managed a myriad of state affairs on a daily basis. Yet, despite their noble and elegant public personas, when facing matters concerning their child in private, they were much more like an ordinary, intimate married couple.

"Look quickly, this is our son’s new bedroom. It’s actually quite nice."

Ever since Cyril was sent to the reserve, the Queen had missed him every single day. It wasn’t until Eureka told her that the breeder in charge of caring for Cyril would post videos irregularly on the Star Network that she began waiting online daily, just to catch the earliest updates on his condition.

"How could it not be nice? This new dorm cost me a fortune!" the King glared from the side, grumbling testily about his own son. "He’s already an adult. How is he still such a money pit?"

"What do you mean? You just can’t bear to spend money on your child, is that it? Then what use are you to me? What use does Cyril have for a father like you?!"

The Queen was no weak, fragile little woman to be ordered around by the King. She was someone who had long established the rules of being a husband for him! These so-called rules, naturally, dictated that the wife was the boss and her word was law. It was no wonder that every time Cyril got into trouble, he would seek his mother’s protection. After all, he saw clearly and understood perfectly well who the real boss of this family was.

"Oh dear, I was just complaining in passing. How did you get so angry? I was wrong, I was wrong." Seeing the Queen angry, the King immediately backpedaled, dutifully massaging her shoulders and back, terrified that if she was displeased, she might just dump him.

What was a King without his Queen? Nothing!

Having a crystal-clear understanding of his own position, the King was incredibly well-practiced at admitting fault. The Queen gave him a mild side-glance and continued scrolling through the videos.

"Hmph. Since that’s the case, you won’t object if I tip the breeder a bit later, will you?"

The Queen’s reasoning was simple: she heard that whenever Liang He earned money, she immediately spent it on buying delicious food and fun toys for the fluffy animals. Since Huo An wouldn’t let them contact Liang He directly for fear of blowing Cyril’s cover, she decided to adopt a roundabout strategy. Liang He surely wouldn’t play favorites and mistreat Cyril.

"Tip?" The King was confused, but he understood the core message: she wanted to spend money. "Fine! Tip away! You have the final say in this house!"

Seeing the corners of the Queen’s mouth finally turn up, the King breathed a small sigh of relief and stealthily wiped the sweat from his forehead. At the same time, his gaze unconsciously followed the Queen’s fingers as they swiped through the comment section. The more he read, the tighter his brows furrowed.

"The Platinum Giant Lion is actually a delicate baby who loves pink. This gap moe is too adorable, isn’t it?! I’m in love, in love!" For some reason, the King mimicked the netizens’ tone and read the comment out loud. His face instantly darkened by a shade. "Why did Eureka decorate Cyril’s room in pink? Now the entire interstellar web knows that the Imperial Crown Prince is a..."

Before he could finish, the King felt the Queen’s death stare.

"Is a what? Say it."

The calmer her tone, the more dangerous the situation. The King wisely chose to shut his mouth.

"Is a cute, good boy. Yes, exactly that!"

Seeing the King yield, the Queen rolled her eyes at him and proceeded to speak up for Cyril. "I think pink looks very nice. As long as the child likes it, it’s fine. Why are you being such a control freak? Are you trying to micromanage everything under the sun?! You just have too much time on your hands!"

Ruthlessly roasted once again, the King muttered softly to himself, winking and grimacing, but completely lacking the courage to retort directly.

"Oh my, Cyril really jumps through this ring of fire quite well!"

Even though she had already seen the video of him jumping through the fiery hoop, the Queen couldn’t resist watching it yet again. Then, she noticed that the Fur Raising Officer had uploaded a new solo video of Cyril ice skating.

"Quick, look! Cyril even knows how to ice skate now!" The Queen was so excited that she grabbed the King, nearly shoving the video right into his face.

Watching Cyril’s whining and howling, the King only felt utterly humiliated. He rubbed his forehead, nursing an impending headache. "Tell me, jumping through fiery hoops and ice skating—how does he look anything like an Imperial Crown Prince, a future King?"

This was exactly why the King was such a buzzkill who practically begged to be scolded. The Queen mercilessly shoved him right off the sofa, sending him rolling onto the floor.

"Oh, sure, you’re so amazing! You’re so kingly! If you’re so capable, why don’t you delete the videos of yourself jumping through hoops and playing in the mud when you were young!" Tch, how dare he criticize her son. He didn’t even stop to consider who the boy had learned it from!

"Ahem. Well, I’m going to the restroom!" Perfectly cornered by the Queen, the King was completely defeated. Not daring to utter another word, he sheepishly scrambled up and used the oldest excuse in the book to flee.

Watching his rapidly retreating figure, the Queen burst into a chuckle. Too lazy to expose his lie, she continued watching Cyril’s videos, tipping Liang He a substantial amount of Federation Coins while she was at it.

Unaware that she was being "doted on" by the Queen, Liang He was currently busy caring for the unconscious little black snake.

"This little black snake is really brave. How did he end up in the Uninhabited Zone? If Lanton hadn’t been sharp-eyed, he would have actually lost his life." Hoder watched from the side as Lan Zhuo treated the little black snake. Having stayed in the freezing ice and snow for so long, the snake had suffered frostbite. "But isn’t he a snake? How could he get frostbite?"

"It’s possible that he’s more adapted to warmer environments and has a weaker resistance to the cold," Lan Zhuo replied. As a Veterinarian specializing in animal research, he possessed a wealth of knowledge in this area.

"Lan Zhuo, I’ve got the incubator ready. How is the little black snake doing?" Liang He carried the cleaned incubator into the medical room. Seeing that Lan Zhuo was still applying ointment to the little black snake, she couldn’t help but worry.

"If you had found him a little later, you could have started preparing his funeral." In the interstellar era, animal funerals were an actual practice. Unless there were special circumstances, even when dealing with ordinary animals, interstellar people followed the natural laws of living in harmony.

"We really have Lanton’s sharp eyes to thank this time. I always thought the little black snake had just gone off to find a place to hibernate." Speaking of this, Liang He felt a bit guilty. Even though the little black snake had been the one to forcibly cling to her, leading her to keep him, she felt she should have taken up the responsibility of a breeder once she decided to raise him. She shouldn’t have taken for granted that his disappearance was natural, completely ignoring the possibility that he hadn’t returned because he was in danger.

"Don’t overthink it. He sneaked out on his own. How can you be blamed?" Hoder comforted Liang He. In his view, Liang He’s primary responsibility was caring for Beastmen like Cedriel, not some ordinary little black snake who had stubbornly forced itself upon her. The fact that she was even willing to take the little black snake in was already a great kindness.

"Alright, the little black snake’s frostbite has been treated. Let’s put him in the incubator first and observe him for a few days." Lan Zhuo coiled the little black snake in his palm and gently placed him into the incubator.

Despite all the prodding during treatment, the little black snake remained completely unconscious, showing just how severely injured he was.

"The frostbite ointment needs to be applied daily. When he wakes up, prepare some food for him; he’ll need the calories to recover his body."

"Understood. Thank you, Doctor Lan."

Liang He took the ointment from Lan Zhuo’s hand. She turned, hugged the incubator, and returned to the animal dormitory, placing it on her bed right next to where she slept so she could keep a close eye on him at all times.

"SCREECH?"

Seeing Liang He return in low spirits, the Canglan Hunting Eagle affectionately rubbed against her neck to comfort her.

"I’m fine. You did a fantastic job today, Lanton. I’ll make you something delicious tonight!"

Elias was just slowly pulling himself out of his comatose state when he heard Liang He’s voice praising the Canglan Hunting Eagle. So, it hadn’t been a hallucination... She really had saved him.