The concubine is a man, and the illegitimate son of a divine physician has a spatial ability.

When Yin Zijing returned to Qingya Xiaozhu, he felt his face was almost frozen. He stamped his feet, trying to regain some feeling in his tiny toes, while covering his cheeks with his hands and gently breathing on them, hoping to bring some warmth to his cold skin.

Seeing this, Granny Zhou hurriedly stepped forward and removed the snow-soaked cloak from Yin Zijing's body. She carefully unbuttoned the cloak, her movements gentle. A-Tian quickly carried Yin Zijing to the bed, took the three-inch slippers handed to him by Ruhe, and helped Yin Zijing put them back on. He then removed Yin Zijing's outer garment and let her snuggle into the warm quilt.

While doing his work, Ah Tian said, "Miss, the soles of these three-inch slippers are soft and not suitable for walking for long periods of time. However, since Her Highness the Princess was here, and due to etiquette, I cannot carry you. You must have to walk by yourself. I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss. Your three-inch lotus feet must be in great pain right now."

As they were talking, Ah Tian's warm, large hands slipped under the covers and gently massaged Yin Zijing's bound feet. Yin Zijing moaned softly in pleasure, her face flushed, and she whispered, "Use more force..."

Two days later, at midday, the sky finally cleared, and the long-awaited sunshine bathed the earth, but the temperature remained cold, and the snow showed no signs of melting. Yin Zijing received the princess's invitation and gladly accepted. Dressed in a light and elegant dress, he held Ah Tian's arm and walked with an air of pride along the clean path towards the princess's residence. Along the way, he enjoyed the fresh air and the tranquility of winter, which lifted his spirits considerably.

Yin Zijin and the others were led in by a young maid. As soon as they entered the room, that faint fragrance reappeared.

The young maid led Yin Zi and the others to the reception room, served tea and snacks, and bowed, saying, "Please wait a moment, Her Highness the Princess is currently praying to Buddha and will be finishing soon..."

When the others came out, Yin Zijin and the others immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Greetings to Your Highness, may Your Highness live a thousand years!"

The person before her was dressed in simple monk's robes, her hair tied up high and secured with a jade hairpin. She wore light makeup, but her face looked haggard. The princess smiled softly and said, "Get up! There's no need for such a grand ceremony in the future. There is no legitimate princess here, only a nun who has taken vows."

After Yin Zijin got up, she sat down at the lower end of the table and chatted casually with the princess. Before long, a eunuch came and added more incense to the burner.

The lingering smoke filled the room with a fragrance that was different from the princess's. However, the combination of the two scents was quite pungent. Yin Zijing frowned and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of fragrance is this? Why does it smell so pungent?"

The princess chuckled and explained, "This is a spice specially prepared by my personal nanny, called 'Love Intoxication.' It can help people relax."

Yin Zijing nodded and asked, "What kind of fragrance does the princess wear? There's always a faint scent about her."

Sheng Muling took off the gold bracelet from her wrist, pressed it gently, and the bracelet broke in the middle. The bracelet was hollow inside. Sheng Muling gently placed a few small pills inside and explained, "I have been married for many years and have not given birth to a child for my parents. Even though I am a princess, I am still unfilial."

In the third year after the marriage, the Empress Dowager became anxious and sought out folk remedies, such as these small pills, saying that wearing them at all times would help with fertility.

Although it was a folk remedy, the imperial physician examined it and found it contained many fertility-enhancing herbs. About a year later, I finally became pregnant, but due to my weak constitution, I miscarried. I heard it was an undeveloped male fetus! My poor child!

Sheng Muling seemed to have found someone to confide in, and poured out her heart to Yin Zijing, occasionally sobbing softly, gently wiping away her tears with a handkerchief...