With a loud BANG, the room next door instantly fell silent.
It wasn't just the room next door. Song Yunzhao noticed that all the surrounding noise had vanished as well.
The world went quiet, and Song Yunzhao fell back to sleep. She was completely unaware that this one act had made her famous. Everyone now knew that among this year's concubine candidates, there was one with a terrible temper who would smash walls at the slightest disagreement.
Early the next morning, someone knocked on the door. Song Yunzhao groggily got up to open it. Outside, a palace maid curtsied to her. "I've brought water for you to wash up, Miss."
Song Yunzhao glanced at the sky, which was just beginning to lighten, and paused for a moment before saying, "Thank you."
"You're too kind, Miss. It's my duty," the palace maid replied with a smile. After helping Song Yunzhao finish washing up, she picked up the copper pot and left.
