Xi Chen, the emperor of the Xi dynasty, had once been enamored with Rou Hua. She was a street dancer, yet she was a nation-toppling beauty. Her dancing only made her beauty shine more; it made her more elegant, more graceful.
Xi Chen fell in love with her the moment he laid eyes on her. He was still a new emperor, tired of his duties in the palace, and wanted to take a breather, so he snuck out with the national teacher, who was also his best friend, to drink.
On his way back when he was quite drunk that was when he saw her
It was a full moon, he had seen her dance in the marketplace. She had stood in the center of the crowd, surrounded by commoners who watched her with awe. But none of them could have felt the way Xi Chen had. He had been transfixed, unable to tear his eyes away.