In the magnificent and opulent palace, the floor was covered with precious jewels, gold, Crystal Stones, and silks... all plundered from various realms. The Young Master loved these shiny things, and her favorite pastime was sleeping and crawling around in the piles of treasure.
Sha would usually just lie on the ground himself, using the precious silks as a makeshift bed.
He pillowed his head on one hand, one long leg bent. With his eyes closed, he appeared to be asleep.
After a short while, the little baby girl lying beside him opened her large, jewel-like eyes. She glanced at her daddy, then began to scramble toward the door.
She accidentally rolled into a corner and got stuck. A slender black tail coiled around her chubby little body and pulled her back into his embrace.
A deep, magnetic voice, as smooth as a cello, murmured,
"Go to sleep."
Little Tong pouted. 'Being with Daddy is so boring! He never lets me go anywhere! I've never even left the Royal Palace!'
