Liu Ruxing heard that she still had a chance, and her heart couldn't help but clutch onto the last ray of hope.
Perhaps, she still had a shot at marrying this incredibly handsome man.
With that thought alone, she stepped forward and timidly said, "I would like to perform first."
Suddenly, all eyes in the great hall turned to Liu Ruxing.
The light in Ouyang Xiu's eyes dimmed slightly. The second daughter of Minister Liu really didn't know how to read the audience.
He actually wanted his own daughter to perform first. "Permitted," cried the Emperor of Nanli with a sullen voice.
Although Liu Ruxing's figure wasn't as graceful as Liu Ruyue, she was still a beautiful woman.
Now that she had the great hall's attention, a pleased look emerged on her face.
"Thank you, your majesty, for your generous permission. I would like to write a poem," she said with a gentle voice.
The ladies at the center of the hall returned to their seats.
