Reciting poetry was not unusual, but recently, whenever he stepped into Canglan Court, the sound of the Young Eunuch reciting poems always accompanied him. The peculiarity lay in the style of the poems and the person reciting them, which were completely different from that of the Young Eunuch.
This style of bleak and plaintive expression was something Canglan Court had never experienced before—it was utterly contrary and out of place.
The Emperor thought perhaps something had happened, felt a bit anxious, and strode towards the door of the Side Hall. Just as he reached the entrance, he witnessed this bizarre scene:
He saw an unfamiliar woman sitting in the main seat of the hall, talking to his Little Concubine about something, all the while posturing pretentiously.
