The late emperor's decree.

The empress's gave the Noble Consort a nervous look as soon as they say down but she realized that the woman was not even concentrating on her so she had to restrain herself in public. They all sat down and watched Hua Yin start the dance with light steps, swaying her waist seductively as she twirled with her veiled face. In the middle of the dance, the annoyance on the consorts' face slowly changed to one of shock and even the empress who was struggling to maintain her cool suddenly became unnaturally pale as she whispered angrily. "That evil woman, how dare she..."

The empress's maid looked on cluelessly. "Your Highness, is there a problem with her dance?"