"Someone, bring the wine out," Ren Baqian shouted to the guards behind him.
At present, the results of the cloth dyeing contest were very visually evident, and the event had naturally progressed to the second task.
The empress was roused after hearing Ren Baqian's words. After that day, she hadn't been able to take that wine off her mind. Unfortunately, there was only a little that remained, and she was left with no choice but to not think about it. If she hadn't let it go back then and finished all of it, Ren Baqian would certainly lose the contest.
Soon after, a guard brought out three 500 gram glass bottles, and everyone could see the amber wine swaying within them.
The empress glanced at Ren Baqian. There apparently wasn't that much wine left after that day.
