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

After Granny Zhou left with Yin Zijin, Yin Zijin picked up the bowl of hot medicine, then put it down again, hesitant. She covered her chest with her delicate pink handkerchief, tears glistening beneath her fine, arched eyebrows, and she breathed softly.

Her delicate, arched eyebrows furrowed slightly, outlining a faint sorrow at the corners of her eyes. Tears glistened in her eyes, like dewdrops on lotus leaves in the morning, crystal clear yet containing a deep sadness. Her soft breaths were like a gentle breeze rustling through flowers, light and weak, adding to her delicate appearance.

Beneath her thin, slightly messy bangs, Yin Zijing's face appeared even more delicate and charming. Looking at her like this, A-Tian couldn't help but sigh heavily, his heart filled with pity.

He carefully carried the medicine and gently urged, "Young lady, please drink it!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Zijin turned around, his back to A-Tian. He gently closed his eyes, two lines of clear tears sliding down his cheeks. His sobs were so heartbreaking, as if each tear carried endless grievances and pain.

He just cried quietly like that, and seeing him evoked a strong protective instinct in people, making them wish they could take all his suffering upon themselves.

Ah Tian sighed and prepared to put down the blue jade bowl. Yin Zijing stretched out her white, lotus-like arm, picked up the steaming, cool medicine, and quickly drank it down.

Yin Zijing put down the blue jade bowl. The medicine was steaming hot, but Yin Zijing's body was cold. She felt extremely uncomfortable. Her body, which had been burning with passion, seemed to be suppressed, as if she were in an ice cave. She felt very weak.

After resting on the bed for a while, she finally got off with Ah Tian's help. As soon as she got off the bed, Yin Zijing felt that her legs were not her own and she almost fell to the ground...

With tears welling up in her eyes, Yin Zijing looked at A-Tian and said, "A-Tian, ​​are you heartless? Why don't you have any expression at all?"

Ah Tian smiled bitterly, helping Yin Zijin dress as he said, "Sixth Miss, I've experienced so much that I've naturally become hard-hearted. I once fell from heaven to hell in an instant, and served many people with this broken body before I was reborn and became invulnerable."

Sixth Miss, you've only just begun! Compared to me, you're nothing! So it's not that I'm heartless, it's just that I've experienced too much and witnessed too much human suffering, so I've become numb..."

Yin Zijing murmured softly, "Ah Tian, ​​what exactly did you go through?"

Ah Tian gave a bitter smile and slowly said, "Alas, apart from the extremely cruel practice of foot binding, I have already experienced every kind of hardship the world has to offer me. This once vibrant body has now rotted to the bone. Who could have imagined how many high-ranking nobles it has served?"

Once those powerful people got tired of me, they discarded me like a broken piece of trash, kicking me aside without a second thought and handing me over to others. Just think about it, this body of mine was forced to learn countless ways of serving others, each one concealing endless humiliation and pain.

At that time, I didn't care about dignity or shame at all. To be able to ask for death was an unattainable luxury for us.

Sigh... Enough, enough, let's not bring up these past events anymore. If you talk about them, others might just feel sorry for you, but if you talk about them too much, they'll get annoyed and might even see you as a ridiculous person, someone they'll just gossip about in their spare time.

Some things are better left to be processed and endured silently on one's own. After all, this is the path I've walked, one I can't change, and there's no need to confide in others anymore.

Looking in the bronze mirror, Yin Zijing applied a small, bitten lip makeup. After she finished, A-Tian rushed forward to support the swaying Yin Zijing and slowly helped her out of the room. At this moment, Yin Zijing's red, tear-filled eyes, like two ripe cherries, were particularly striking, making her appear even more pitiful.

His face was as pale as paper, and though his once rosy cheeks had lost their former radiance, his steps were unsteady, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

His appearance evoked even more pity in people, and there was even an urge to bully him, but more than anything, people wanted to take good care of him and protect him from any further harm.

Yin Zijin was talking to Granny Zhou when she saw Yin Zijin's pitiful appearance and couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She quickly stood up and went over to her, saying with concern, "Zijin, please sit down. You're not feeling well, please sit down quickly."

While everyone was distracted, Yin Zixiao's eyes flashed with a sly glint as she furtively glanced at A-Tian. Then, as if she had done something wrong, two delicate blushes rose on her face, and she lowered her head shyly like a startled deer.

In that instant of bowing her head, her heart felt as if it were being gently scratched by an invisible hand. A strange feeling quietly welled up in her heart, as if a warm current was surging within her body, and as if something was flowing out unintentionally.

Yin Zixiao was immediately alarmed, realizing something was wrong. Her mind raced, thinking, "Oh no, could it be that my period, which comes every month, has arrived early?"

At this moment, Yin Zijing quietly followed behind Yin Ziniao, walking step by step towards the low couch. When he saw that Yin Ziniao's emerald green dress was stained with a bright red blood, the vivid red stood out starkly against the emerald green.

His heart tightened, and he quickly said, "Niao Niao, are you on your period? Change your dress!"

She had hoped to present her best self to A-Tian, ​​hoping to impress him, and was filled with anticipation for their meeting. However, who could have imagined that their second meeting would turn out so embarrassingly? Yin Zi-Niao felt her face burning with shame and was filled with regret.

She quickened her pace and hurried to Yin Zijing's exquisite canopy bed, urgently instructing her maid Xiaomei, "Xiaomei, quickly go to Hongmei Pavilion and fetch a clean and tidy set of clothes, and also bring a menstrual pad..."

In the feudal and conservative era of the Great Sheng Dynasty, menstruation was considered an extremely secretive and unclean matter for women.

Every month at the same time, the women would always be careful and furtive, as if they had done something shameful, secretly changing their menstrual pads and then quietly washing them, afraid that the men in their families would discover even the slightest thing.

They know that in this male-dominated society, it is inconvenient for men to know about their menstrual affairs, so they can only bury this secret deep in their hearts and silently endure the inconvenience and troubles brought about by their menstrual cycle.