"The Emperor himself doesn't even make me bow, yet a princess demands a full formal kowtow from me. Is a princess greater than the Emperor? Or is it you, Princess, who rules Beili?" Though Ye Qianning was small, her presence was formidable.
Sang Shu was taken aback. "What audacity! How dare you spout such nonsense."
"I'm only speaking the truth. If you don't believe me, Princess, we can go argue our case before the Emperor. We'll see if he makes me perform a full formal kowtow." As she spoke, Ye Qianning turned to Nanxiang and said, "Xiang'er, come on. We'll go with them to have a word with the Emperor."
"Fine! We'll let Imperial Uncle judge who's right and who's wrong. To think they'd dare look down on my father for being a military general!" Nanxiang puffed out her chest and lifted her chin, her little face etched with indignation.
"Let's go," Ye Qianning said, taking the lead.
A flicker of panic crossed Sang Shu's face.
