Song ran picked a storage room and closed the door. She started to memorize her lines. They were not too awkward-sounding and were in plain language. She skimmed through them.
Jiang Feng had been in this scene three times, and she had watched it from the audience each time. Although she couldn't remember the lines, these words were familiar to her.
There were a few lines that were more complicated and awkward to pronounce with her old rival, the Empress. Song ran went through them and started to write in her memory.
There was a knock on the door. She looked up and saw brother Jun walking over with a pair of flower pots. Xiao ran, put it on the bottom of the flower pot and memorize your lines. You have to hurry up and practice, Yingluo.
Song ran smacked her forehead. That's right. The difficult part was not just memorizing the lines. It was also very important to walk out with a normal gait while wearing the flower pot.
