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Xia Yayun's tone was sharp, and the sounds of people reciting poems suddenly stopped.

Everyone turned to look at her.

When Xia Yayun saw that, she quickly went forward to pick up the thing that had been thrown out. Then, she immediately knelt, "I am disrespectful. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

She prostrated on the ground timidly, her body slightly trembling. There was only one thing in her hand. Although that thing was held, more than half of it was revealed. It made people curious.

"What are you holding in your hand? Why are you making such a big fuss?" Asked Concubine Ruan.

"T-This…" Xia Yayun looked panicked, "I-It's nothing... I-It's Sister Xie's. I was scared, that was why I... I beg for your forgiveness, Your Highness!"

"What item could have scared you like that? Hand it over and show us?" Concubine Ruan smiled.

The item was quickly sent up.

It was handed over to the Empress for inspection.