Stay Away from Me, Cold-Faced Prince

“Your Highness, what are you doing? This is the tree the prince loves most. Please don't touch it. If you anger him, you'll pay for it.” Xiao Jinse turned around and saw two maids dressed in green. She couldn't tell which one had spoken. She rolled her eyes at them, rose onto her tiptoes, and plucked the ginkgo leaf she had her eye on, twirling it between her fingers. One of the maids immediately pointed at Xiao Jinse and shouted, “I told you this is the tree the prince cherishes most! How could you do such a thing, Your Highness? Aren't you afraid I'll tell the prince?” Xiao Jinse held the ginkgo leaf beneath her nose and sniffed it gently. Putting on a tone she'd heard in a TV show, she asked with a smile, “Did you just call me Your Highness? This is the prince's residence, which makes me its mistress. What business is it of yours, a mere maid, if I pick a leaf from my own tree?” “But this is the tree the prince loves most...” “What does it mean that the prince loves it most? You're a lowly maid, so watch what you say. If he loves this tree so much, why doesn't he marry it? Why doesn't he spend his life with it? Why did he marry me, then? So you can all push me around like dough?” And with that, the maid was done for...