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

Yin Fengyu and Yin Zixiao followed the maids to Zhang Shi's bedroom. As they walked, Yin Fengyu said to Yin Zixiao beside her, "Zixiao, are you still blaming Zijing?"

Yin Zijin turned her head away and said haughtily, "I heard what you just said. It was Fifth Sister who was sowing discord. I'm not stupid, so of course I won't fall for her trick. Zijin and I grew up together, so of course we're closer! I don't blame Zijin. But Zijin, you still have to call me that from now on, or I'll tell Mother and have her punish you."

Yin Fengyu readily agreed, "Okay, okay, I will definitely remember this in the future and I will never forget it again."

After saying this, the two entered Zhang's bedroom together. As soon as they entered, Yin Zixiao rushed into Zhang's arms and said coquettishly, "Mother, your daughter greets you!"

Madam Zhang hugged Yin Zixiao tightly, smiling lovingly as she said, "Alright! Zixiao, you're all grown up now, you should be more mature..."

Looking at the loving mother and daughter, Yin Fengyu felt a pang of envy. Ever since arriving in the Great Sheng Dynasty and witnessing Zhang Shi's ruthlessness, Yin Fengyu had kept herself hidden, fearing that she might be killed by Zhang Shi at any moment. She would never dare to make any intimate gestures towards Zhang Shi.

Seeing that the two had been being affectionate enough, Yin Fengyu performed a curtsy and said, "Zijin greets Mother."

Madam Zhang looked at Yin Zijing with great satisfaction. Yin Zijing wore a bright red jacket, made of fine silk and embroidered with tiny peonies, and a bright red pomegranate-colored skirt. Over this, she wore a red vest. A gold necklace adorned her fair neck, and a pair of gold bracelets graced her delicate wrists.

She wore her hair in a traditional girlish updo with a section tied in the middle with a red ribbon, letting it fall naturally. Her bangs, thin and wispy like modern wispy bangs, were scattered across her forehead.

Yin Fengyu's exposed skin was as white as snow, smooth and delicate, even better than a woman's skin.

Madam Zhang nodded in satisfaction and beckoned, saying, "Zijin, come here quickly and come to your mother's side."

Yin Fengyu quickly walked to Zhang's side. Perhaps she was walking carelessly, but Yin Fengyu's light pink embroidered shoes were revealed under her skirt. Zhang shook her head, thinking to herself that she still needed to learn proper manners in the future.

Smelling the natural fragrance that only women emit from Yin Fengyu, Madam Zhang smiled with satisfaction, gently took Yin Fengyu's small hand and said, "Sixth Miss is growing more and more beautiful. Don't worry, Sixth Miss, when you grow up, your mother will definitely find you a good marriage."

Seeing Yin Fengyu's tense little face, Zhang quickly asked, "What's wrong, Zijin?"

Knowing she couldn't hide it any longer, Yin Fengyu said, "Mother, it was Zijing's fault. She said the wrong thing and was slapped on the palm by Granny Zhou."

At this moment, Zhang turned Yin Fengyu's little hand over and looked at the red marks on Yin Zijin's hand. She said with heartache, "Zijin! Granny Zhou is doing this for your own good. You must listen to Granny Zhou from now on and never disobey her again."

Yin Fengyu nodded and said, "Yes, Mother. Zijin will remember."

Zhang released Yin Fengyu's hand, then pressed Yin Fengyu's chest and said, "You're already wearing the bodice?"