20 Second Miss, ChunHua (1/2)
”Second Miss!”
A disheveled female servant trailed after a well-dressed youth. The servant carried a basket of fresh steamed buns. Her sweat ran down her neck, and the hems of her skirt were muddied. She panted for air before running in front of her polished master. Her master was ChunHua, the Second Miss of the manor. Although her name implied spring flowers, her current face expression looked nothing resembling the loveliness of her name. ChuaHua wore five gold hair sticks in her hair, and her outfit was light pink speckled with cherry blossoms. She had almond-shaped eyes and a tight frown.
”Second Miss! Please wait for this servant. The master said you can'-”
ChunHua turned her head sharply, the gems on the hair sticks sparkled in the sun as she glared at the servant chasing her. She scoffed before shoving the servant to the ground. The basket was knocked to the ground, a single white bun rolled out. ChunHua watched the food roll out before slapping the servant in anger.
”Hmph! Master this! Master that! I'm your master. Father probably won't be in power for long anyway! Shut up!”
The female servant looked appalled, ”Please, Second Miss! Don't say things like that so loudly, what if-”
”Second Sister, what are you doing being so loud in this morning?” A gentle voice called out softly. Lan'er strolled out gracefully, a servant followed closely behind while carrying a basket full of roses bloomed in ranges of pink and red.
ChunHua swirled around to see Lan'er. She gritted her teeth, how hateful. She loathed seeing her third sister alive sometimes. Even though her own status should be higher than the person in front of her, her father's doting favor told everyone how special her third sister was. It was so unfair! She still managed to put a sweet expression on her face and patted her shelves as if she never slapped her servant moments before. She nodded politely to Lan'er before sending a harsh glare towards the trembling servant on the ground.
”Nothing. My servant was misbehaving before, I had to teach her a lesson.”
Lan'er nodded, but her gaze never moved from the bruising slap mark on the servant as ChunHua spoke. She stretched behind her and drew out a pink rose. She played with it in her hands, twisting all the rose petals with blemishes off. She smiled gently before asking, ”Hua'er, where are you heading?”
ChunHua's eyes flickered to the rose with discomfort, ”I'm going to see Eldest Sister.”