Sang Zi had a child out of wedlock and was driven from her home by her clan.
With nowhere else to turn, she drifted into the opera world, playing the qin and singing for a living, until her name became famous.
Gradually, Sang Zi grew used to this life.
Then one day, Song Ye, the child's father, showed up at her door.
Song Ye: Zi'er, come into the palace with me.
Sang Zi [finally remembered me and the child! Furious!]: This commoner is not called Sang Zi. His Majesty must have mistaken me for someone else.
Song Ye [with a headache], pointing at the child: This child looks so much like me. Anyone can see he's mine.
Sang Zi: Oh, short and chubby. He really does look like you.
Song Ye: "..."
Sang Zi's inner thoughts: Don't think you can just claim our son so easily. Tsk, you don't value what comes too easily.
Song Ye: I've been thinking of you for more than just a day or two.
