Seeing the maidservant seeing him off as usual, Ye Zhaobai subconsciously assumed that Wan Ge was still the same as before, not letting him into the palace.
As she left, she wondered if Wan Ge was protecting this little girl. Was she worried that she might hurt her one day because she knew the secret? How could she value a maid so much?
And isn't Wan Ge being too distrustful of him? Does she think she's such a cruel person? Not even sparing a little maid.
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Three days later, after the ladies of the palace had finished paying their respects to Wan Ge, they were about to leave when they heard beautiful music playing the zither as soon as they stepped out the door.
In the past, many young women or palace maids had intentionally used such methods to rise in rank. However, this time, the other party's zither playing was so superb that it put pressure on many people.
If His Majesty were to hear such beautiful music, it would definitely be a hidden danger.
So even the ladies of the palace who shouldn't have gone forward did, and they all went forward to see who was so bold.
But as soon as I walked up, I saw a person in a wheelchair playing the zither in the pavilion.
The other person was dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a fox fur cloak, and a palace maid was standing next to him.
The other party rarely showed herself, and even the palace maids around her were unfamiliar with her. But they did have some impression of the concubine who had difficulty moving around.
An Shuke, the concubine, entered the palace because of the Dowager Consort. After being conferred the title of Concubine An, she paid her respects once. Because of her mobility issues, the Empress exempted her from the daily greetings.
This one was not favored; the emperor never even visited her once. She also spent most of her time in her own palace, and would not appear even when there were gatherings among her sisters.
As time went by, no one invited her anymore, and if she didn't show up, people might not even remember that she existed.
The emperor wouldn't be here at this time. Was she doing it unintentionally, or was she unaware? Was she trying to seduce the emperor, or was she just out for a stroll out of boredom?
Upon seeing that it was An Shuke, the others instantly relaxed. Even if her musical skills were superb, what difference did it make? A person with limited mobility simply couldn't take good care of His Majesty in bed.
"What are you all doing gathered here?" Wan Ge asked directly, seeing a group of people standing on the road, not moving at all.
The Imperial Concubine turned her head first and said, "When I went out just now, I heard Sister An's beautiful zither music, so I couldn't help but come here to listen for a while longer."
Wan Ge glanced at it, then replied, "Consort An's musical skills are indeed superb."
At this moment, someone spoke up: "Your mother is a musician at the brothel. How could you not be a master of the zither under her tutelage?"
Everyone laughed when he said that. Fengyue Tower was the most famous brothel. Back then, Lord An defied his family's objections and married a courtesan from there, which made him a laughingstock for many years.
"Shut up," Wan Ge snapped in a low voice.
Although Wan Ge intuitively didn't like An Shu Ke, she also felt there was no need to mock her because of her mother's birth.
Moreover, Lord An only married this one wife, and her mother was just a courtesan. The two were indeed mutually in love.
Could a man disregard his family's objections, ignore his career aspirations, marry such a woman, and not take a concubine for many years, always doting on her?
They could only perish in the harem, and the husbands they longed for used substitutes when they made love with them. For a moment, Wan Ge felt that they were the ones who deserved more sympathy.
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