When the imperial edict came into the yard, I was squatting on the ground watching the ants. The yellow silk scroll rolled to my feet, and the chamberlain loudly announced that I was the queen and would choose a day to enter the palace. My parents hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, urging me to express my gratitude. I stared at the ants and spoke calmly; I didn't answer. The servant turned pale and said sternly that resisting the order would harm the whole family. I brushed off the dust on my skirt and said coldly: Go back and tell him that I won't accompany whoever wants to be the one. The waiter ran away in a hurry, and dad collapsed on the ground, trembling and pointing at me: You are crazy! That's Emperor Zhan Feng!
