>The day His Majesty returned from the war, he brought back a beautiful little girl.
>She stepped on the white jade steps with bare feet, and everyone in the court heard the soft sound of chains - the black gold shackles on the tyrant's wrists were tied to her delicate white ankles.
>Later, the enemy assassins came to the front of the palace, only to see the little girl flipping her tail and overturning the imperial army.
>The bloody fingertips gently tugged at the chain: "Hey, they soiled my candy."
>The tyrant smiled and kissed her fox ears: "Be good, lock her back when you've had enough fun."
