Chen Zhao Extra Story (Second)_3

But even if she's as beautiful as a fairy, what does it matter? She's not favored by the commander-in-chief. All these days, I haven't seen her enter his bedroom even once.

"Come here, massage my back." I lean on the Arhat couch, instructing her.

Sure enough, my younger sister walks over, sits across from me, chews on a fruit from the small table, and teases, "Are you itchy?"

Angered, I sit up abruptly, knocking the fruit from her hand, and scold, "Ungracious! You just take people's things to eat. Did I say you could?"

She stands up, slaps her hands together, startling me.

However, she doesn't hit me, simply sneers disdainfully, and strides away.

I'm furious, and order the maid to stop her, but the maid is too timid to approach her.

That night, when the commander-in-chief summons me again, I exaggerate the rudeness of my younger sister and playfully ask him to discipline her.

However, as he hears this, he immediately dismounts me, and orders a maid to lead me out.