She had stepped forward of her own accord, but that happened to draw Wenren Luoshui's attention to her.
Zhou Siyu saw nothing wrong with what she had said. It was as though the man standing before her was not the emperor of a nation, but her own father.
As long as she wheedled a little and showed off a talent, the emperor, playing the part of her father, would obediently hand over whatever she wanted.
"Your Majesty, I want your papermaking technique. Once my performance is over, please honor your promise, write down the technique, and let the envoys from the North Qu Kingdom take it home."
Her words were even more unreasonable. Everyone from the Li Kingdom attending the banquet cast contemptuous looks at her shameless demand.
Their Eldest Princess had developed that papermaking technique through tireless research and improvements, working day and night.
It had made soft paper affordable not only for royalty and nobles in the Li Kingdom, but also for officials and ordinary people.
She was a princess sent from another country for a marriage alliance. She had contributed nothing, yet she wanted their papermaking technique?
On what grounds?
The sheer thickness of her skin?
The emperor's expression was not pleasant either. In all his years on the throne, he had encountered plenty of shameless people.
But this was the first time he had seen someone so shameless and so utterly convinced she was in the right.
[Wenren Luoshui: Whoa! I was wondering how she dared speak to His Majesty in that tone. Turns out she's another transmigrator!]
[Yunjian: Don't tell me she read some brain-dead novel and decided she was one of its tragic characters again?]
[Wenren Luoshui: Congratulations, you're half right.]
[Yunjian: What's the other half?]
Seeing the system trying to sneak away, Wenren