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

Yin Zijin was practicing her dance in the dance studio when the quiet was suddenly broken by a series of noisy footsteps. Then several old nannies came in and quickly bowed, saying, "Good evening, young lady. We have been ordered by the madam to come and take you back to the manor."

Yin Zijin walked over with her bound feet, and asked with some doubt, "Wasn't it supposed to be five days later? Why is it earlier? Did something happen at the manor?"

The head maid quickly bowed and said, "Replying to Miss, this old servant did not know, but only received orders from Madam to come and take you back to the manor."

Ah Tian, ​​who was standing nearby, quickly draped a thick cloak over Yin Zijin and said hastily, "Miss, let's go back to the bedroom and pack our things first! If we're too slow, it will get dark."

Time was of the essence, and Yin Zijing didn't think twice. The group hurriedly returned to their bedroom, as they had accumulated a lot of things over the past eight years. It took them about an hour to finally organize everything.

Yin Zijing, dressed in a form-fitting dance costume, accentuated her curvaceous figure, making her appear even more shapely. It was certainly inappropriate for her to go out in a dance costume. After everyone finished tidying up, they left the room, leaving only Yin Zijing, Ruhe, Granny Zhou, and Atian.

The floor heating in the room was blazing hot. Behind the screen, Yin Zijing's clothes had been completely removed, and her graceful figure was reflected on the screen. Anyone couldn't help but praise her: "Dancing with her shadow, she seems otherworldly."

Yin Zijing looked at herself; she already had a C-cup, quite large. Granny Zhou changed Yin Zijing's bra, which was covered in medicine, and helped her put it on. Yin Zijing pursed her lips and said uncomfortably, "Granny..."

Then Ah Tian took the white cloth and wrapped her up layer by layer until she was very small. For Yin Zijin, it was a sweet torture.

But for Ah Tian, ​​the eunuch, it was also a form of torture. Ah Tian was tall and strong, with a handsome face, but unfortunately, he had no tools (sexual aids). At this moment, Ah Tian felt his blood rushing to his head, but he was helpless…

Granny Zhou quickly said, "Miss, just bear with it a little longer, it will be over soon."

Then, Granny Zhou helped Yin Zijin put on a pair of underpants that were similar to modern stockings, but much tighter and heavier. Only then did she help Yin Zijin put on her clothes one by one.

Yin Zijin wore a moon-white long dress, its light and airy fabric as soft as moonlight. The hem was embroidered with exquisite patterns, rippling like water as she moved. Over this, she wore a light blue long robe, the cuffs and collar embroidered with delicate silver patterns, giving her an air of elegance and nobility.

Then came the hair-tying and the hair ornaments. Yin Zijin sat in front of the dressing table, and Granny Zhou skillfully combed his hair, tying his long hair into an exquisite bun. The back of his waist-length hair was secured with a moon-white ribbon, hanging down to his waist.

Then she inserted a jeweled hairpin, which shimmered with dazzling light as it swayed gently. Next, Granny Zhou applied floral decorations and light makeup to Yin Zijin, making her already beautiful face even more radiant.

Finally, Yin Zijing put on the armor herself. Granny Zhou took out a pink veil that matched the color of her dress and put it on Yin Zijing. The veil was very long and covered Yin Zijing's entire body.

A light veil fluttered, casting shadows that obscured his face, making him appear as mysterious and captivating as a fairy descended from heaven. He was delicate and petite, frail and delicate, his frail body inspiring tenderness and pity. Especially his tiny, three-inch golden lotus feet were enough to drive the men of the Great Sheng Dynasty wild with desire.

After eight years of practice, no matter how uncomfortable she felt, Yin Zijing could walk normally with her bound feet, her posture elegant and her manners impeccable.

Yin Zijing gently draped her orchid pendant over Ruhe's arm, and, restrained by the thin gold chain, took small, three-inch steps towards the outside of the house.

Outside the house, the servants and maids knelt in two rows, bowing their heads and saying, "Greetings, Sixth Miss." The servants, in particular, bowed their heads even lower, not daring to show the slightest offense.

Once Yin Zijing boarded the carriage, the servants could only smell a faint, intoxicating fragrance of osmanthus blossoms in the air…

Granny Zhou hurriedly instructed, "Go inside and move them! Be careful, they are all valuables. If you damage them, you will be punished by the Madam."

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Inside the Yimei Courtyard, Madam Zhang was lying on a low couch, eating well-preserved grapes while chatting with Granny Liu.

Standing to the side, Granny Liu said, "It seems that Aunt Feng wanted to use that matter to threaten Madam, hoping that Madam would find good marriages for her two daughters. But Madam didn't fall for her trick."

Zhang snorted coldly and said, "She has threatened the wrong person. Although I pay close attention to everything Sixth Miss does, she is not my biological daughter after all. But Sixth Miss is too audacious to do such a thing."

As if guessing Zhang's thoughts, Granny Liu quickly said, "Now that Sixth Miss has returned, Madam must give her a good talking-to. Next year is the grand selection, and if anything goes wrong, all plans will fall through."

And what if the sixth young lady is all grown up now? What if she marries the Crown Prince, becomes arrogant and disobedient to her mother, and then remembers her birth mother, Consort Li?