The Princess Is to Remarry

Chapter 6: I’m No Pig

Sitting leisurely on a low stool, Zuo Xiaoqian shot a sidelong glance at Xiaoqin, who looked pale and dared not make a scene in front of her, and spoke slowly, “What’s the matter? Weren’t you barking your head off just a moment ago, Miss Xiaoqin? Could it be you’re too hungry to bark anymore?”

“You…” Xiao Qin was at a loss for words. Being constantly called a dog by Zuo Xiaoqian had infuriated her. Finally unable to take it anymore, she shouted, “You’re nothing more than a woman with the title of princess consort—do you really think you’re a princess consort? “If you were truly a princess, why has the prince never once looked at you properly? If you were truly a princess, how could you be living in a place that’s not even fit for servants? Hmph, if it weren’t for Her Majesty the Lotus Princess taking pity on you, I’m afraid no one would even know if you starved to death here…”

Zuo Xiaoqian didn’t lose her temper; she merely took note of the information the woman had revealed. Very well. Here she was, a princess consort, and yet a mere servant dared to look down on her. Ultimately, it was all because of that so-called prince. She would make him pay for this, with interest—

“As you said yourself, I am still a princess consort—I still hold that title!” Zuo Xiaoqian folded her hands in her lap and smiled gracefully. “And you? What are you, exactly? What title do you hold that gives you the right to throw a tantrum here? A servant of Princess He? Could it be that speaking disrespectfully to me was also Princess He’s idea? Young lady, haven’t you ever heard the saying, ‘Fortune favors the bold, but fortune also turns on a dime’?”

“I…” Xiao Qin immediately turned pale with fear. She was warning her to be polite, because who knew who would be in favor the next moment? And who knew who would fall out of favor?

Seeing that her scare tactic had worked, Zuo Xiaoqian lazily glanced at Xiao Lian. “Xiao Lian, bring the food over. Let’s eat in the sunshine—it’ll help us get our calcium…”

When someone else was giving orders, Zuo Xiaoqian would never have thought of the saying “If you want something done right, do it yourself,” because she was, after all, a lazybones.

“This servant… takes her leave!” Xiao Qin’s face turned crimson with embarrassment, yet she dared not linger, so she could only retreat in frustration. Of course, she had to hurry back and tell Lady Hefei: how could this princess, who was usually as wooden as a log and let everyone bully her, turn into a completely different person the moment she fell into the water? It was simply too strange…

Zuo Xiaoqian’s stomach had long since started growling. Taking the bowl Xiao Lian handed her, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to tuck in. But the moment she caught the whiff of the sour, rancid food, she flew into a rage: “Damn it, is she trying to feed me pig slop?”

“This stuff—I bet even the head pig would turn its nose up at it!”

Xiao Lian immediately scurried over, eyes downcast, and said timidly, “Your Highness, this is actually better than our usual rations. Look, there’s even meat today…”

Zuo Xiaoqian slammed the bowl and chopsticks in her hand down on the table. She was furious, absolutely furious. She had originally thought that by reincarnating as a princess—even an unloved one—she wouldn’t have to worry about going hungry. But the reality proved that this kind of humiliation was even more unbearable than starvation—