Zhao Qianqian sat dazedly in the lavishly decorated, grand room. No matter how the gentle palace maid before her tried to console her, she wouldn't say a word or take a single bite. She sat there, expressionless, as poised as a figure in a painting.
Just then, a sharp voice came from outside. "That little girl, still refusing to eat or speak?"
A palace maid answered in a low voice, "Yes, Matron. Princess Qianqian... she hasn't eaten or drunk anything for days. If this goes on..."
"Hmph, you people from the Cyan Dragon Kingdom are all so lowly! What damn princess? She's nothing to me! Does she really think her body is made of gold? What a joke!"
"Matron, how can you say that?"
SLAP!
A crisp smacking sound rang out.
"You bitch! Since when do you get to tell me what to say? You have no manners! Are all you people from the Cyan Dragon Kingdom like this?" the sharp voice said, arrogant and overbearing.
From outside the door came the sound of soft sobbing.
