Ah! No, I don't want this! So dirty! The Emperor struggled.
But how could a little dog possibly be a match for the Princess? The Princess grabbed his front paw and pressed it onto the white paper.
"Wow! Mother, look! It's so fun." The Princess looked with fascination at the dog's paw print, giggling and showing it to the Empress.
The Emperor barked twice, hoping the Empress would come to his rescue.
Then the Empress squatted down as well.
The Emperor's hopeful eyes looked at the Empress, and then he saw the Empress reach out and hold his two back legs, dipping them in ink and pressing them onto the paper.
The Emperor forgot to struggle, staring blankly at the enthusiastic Empress, at the playfulness and smile between her brows, momentarily forgetting he was now a dog.
Does the Empress have such a playful side?
"Ball, what does this pattern look like?" The Empress asked the Princess with a smile.
"Like a plum blossom!" The Princess happily replied loudly.
