The Legend of the Qiao Sisters: One

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Eastern Dynasty, Wu, Huan County, 161 A.D.

Qiao Xuan sat at his low desk, kneeling, and writing manuscript. His eldest daughter, Da Qiao had been preparing ceremony for there soon to be win at Quan County.

"Father. After I win this battle will you buy me a doodoo doll soon?"

Da cut her eyes at the younger sister, Xiao.

"Your arrogance is unbelievable, it's voodoo learn it." Da pinched her sister to pay attention to the ceremony.

"Meanie, must we-"

"Yes we must."

"You didn't let me"

"Are you a Japanese child? Hush!" Da commanded, as if she was a general.

Her wit put a smile on her father's face, but his keen allowed him to know the Xiao was the more beautiful of the two.

"Xiao" He looked over.

"Da" She poked out her breasts.

"Both young." The sisters looked at one another, there father's speech making them wimp.

"I'm only 5!" Xiao roared.

"I am 9, so your nothing special" Da elegantly spoke.

Besides the fact she was the oldest, she also had to look at why these hand maidens were not superior.

"Why there in there 40's soooo I don't get a youngster like myself can't be in charge of the women. You are Da. And your only 9."

"Because i'm not cooking or cleaning." Da left the room with a smirk, and the gaping of her dress flowing blindly behind.

Xiao pouted throwing a building block, "Dad Wǒ shì chǒu ma?"

"Write it" Qiao Xiu nodded towards the blank piece of parchment.

我是醜嗎?

"Does that look like ugly to you?"

"No."

"I guess not."

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