Looking at the other person's sincere and curious gaze, Wan Ge was full of doubt. The way the other person looked at her was so strange, as if they had never seen her before.
If Ye Zhao wasn't impotent, then he must have slept with other concubines, right? Didn't he?
Wan Ge nodded: "Don't you mean, my sister doesn't have one?"
Not only the concubine who had just asked the question, but all the other concubines nodded in agreement.
"Sister, you have no idea what His Majesty is like..."
Just as the other party was about to speak, they suddenly heard the eunuch shout, "His Majesty has arrived!"
The previously lively atmosphere instantly fell silent, and every concubine was like a quail, completely afraid to speak.
When Ye Zhao stepped into the palace and saw so many people, he frowned and asked, "Why are you all here?"
At this moment, the eunuch beside Ye Zhao reminded him, "Your Majesty, according to the rules, the ladies of the palace must pay their respects to the Empress."
Ye Zhao's brows remained furrowed after hearing this. He glanced at them and said, "There's no need for that in the future. Don't bother the Empress unless it's absolutely necessary."
Everyone else immediately stood up and answered, "Yes," followed by, "Then I shall take my leave."
Then one or two concubines appeared dignified, but walked twice as fast as usual.
In an instant, the once bustling main hall was left with only two people; the other palace maids and eunuchs also wisely withdrew.
"Your Majesty." Wan Ge stood up, but her legs went weak and she almost knelt down. Fortunately, Ye Zhao reacted quickly and pulled her into his arms.
Ye Zhao carried her to a chair, placed his hand on her waist, and gently massaged it: "Does it hurt a lot? I'll be gentler next time."
"Your Majesty...why did you suddenly make me Empress?" And you even entered the palace overnight. This is too strange. I have a feeling that there are ill intentions behind this.
"Because I like Xiaoge'er." Ye Zhao looked at Wan Ge with his deep eyes.
Wan Ge only made eye contact for a moment before immediately lowering her head. Ye Zhao was an unfathomable person, and Wan Ge dared not delve into it.
“But I have never met His Majesty.” Wan Ge tried hard to recall, and indeed she had never met him.
There wasn't even a scene like those in the storybooks, where a down-on-his-luck prince was bullied as a child and he was rescued by the prince.
Because she had never been to the palace, nor had she ever saved any other children.
"I have seen Xiao Ge'er before." Ye Zhao's fingertips touched her face again: "It's just that Xiao Ge'er didn't notice me."
"Huh?" Wan Ge looked puzzled.
Ye Zhao's gaze was fixed on her lips, and before Wan Ge could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.
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She ate only a few bites of dinner before collapsing onto the bed, exhausted.
Staring at the falling curtains, she cursed again, wondering which bastard had said Ye Zhao was impotent. He wasn't impotent at all; he was far too good! Her legs, her back, her whole body were useless.
She just couldn't understand why Ye Zhao would choose her, and the way he looked at her seemed like he really liked her.
No, no! I can't be fooled. Who is Ye Zhao? How could he possibly like her? I can't be deceived by appearances.
And... thinking of the concubines' hesitant expressions, what other stories does Ye Zhao have?
"Aunt Xi, what kind of person is His Majesty?" Wan Ge asked softly.
The person standing outside the curtain immediately knelt on the ground: "This servant dares not speak ill of Your Majesty."
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