The Princess Consort returned to Qin Country, fuming in her bedchamber.
"Damn it! He actually dared to kick me away. Who does he think he is?" She was so angry that she stomped her foot, her beautiful eyes blazing with endless fury. No matter how the palace maids tried to console her, it was useless.
"My lady, what's wrong?"
At that moment, a voice called out. A handsome yet listless man entered. His face was sickly, but he was dressed in a magnificent dragon robe embroidered with the sinews of a Flood Dragon. He walked up to the Princess Consort and gave a respectful bow. "Xiao Tiandi greets my lady."
Seeing Xiao Tiandi, the Princess Consort's eyes lit up, but she knew the palace maids were present. "Leave us," she said immediately. "No one is to enter. I have words for Prince Xiao Tiandi."
