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

Because of the delicate gold chain wrapped around her ankle, Yin Zijing usually chose to wear a ruqun-style undergarment. Especially today, because the incomparably precious golden bee was needed, for convenience, Granny Zhou specially changed Yin Zijing into a ruqun-style undergarment made of shimmering brocade.

This shimmering brocade is a treasure specially bestowed upon us by the palace! Its texture is exquisite and extremely luxurious, so light and thin that it seems as if it could float away with a breeze, and when it sways gently, it emits a dazzling light.

Its shimmering light flickers and shifts, sometimes like golden sunlight leaping across the water's surface, sometimes like the serene moon's reflection sinking into the clear depths, captivating all who behold it. If one were to describe this flowing brocade undergarment in eight characters, it would be: "Floating light leaps like gold, still shadow sinks like jade." Truly, it is breathtakingly beautiful, a rare sight in the world.

The bright red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) meticulously crafted from shimmering brocade resembled a burning flame, vibrant and dazzling. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be embroidered with a double-sided embroidery technique, depicting a scene of red plum blossoms in snow.

The lifelike double-sided embroidery, with its delicate stitches and vibrant colors, depicts each red plum blossom as if proudly blooming in the cold wind, and each snowflake as if lightly falling. It is truly a masterpiece, so lifelike that it seems to leap off the skirt.

The reds on the skirt intertwine in a staggered yet harmonious manner, without appearing cluttered or crowded. Instead, through clever layout and matching, they create a unique sense of layering and rhythm.

The addition of the crystal-clear white snowflakes further enhances the scene, making it breathtakingly beautiful and poetic. Such exquisite craftsmanship and stunning design make this garment a priceless treasure.

Zhang was always extremely generous with Yin Zijin's food, clothing, and daily necessities, never being stingy in the slightest. Once, in front of Yin Zijin, she said with a loving expression, "Zijin! Look at your delicate, fair, and flawless skin, it's just like it was carved from the finest jade."

To give you such perfect, delicate, and fair skin, I've spent an unknown amount of money! So, naturally, your clothes should also be made from the finest materials.

"If I let you wear those rough and tattered clothes, what if I accidentally scratch your delicate skin?" His words were full of meticulous care and concern for Yin Zijin.

However, the exceptionally intelligent Yin Zijing was perfectly aware of Zhang's schemes and plans. Because her skin had been carefully cultivated to be extremely delicate and sensitive, if she wore clothes made of rough fabrics, Yin Zijing would probably have to stay obediently in her room all day and wouldn't dare to step out.

And look at those incredibly luxurious fabrics; they are usually only used to make exquisite ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). As for the undergarments that resemble trousers, they are mostly made of rough and inferior fabrics.

To make himself a little more comfortable and at ease, Yin Zijing would often prioritize wearing ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) for everyday wear. This habit gradually seeped into every aspect of his life. So much so that in the days that followed, whenever faced with clothing choices, Yin Zijing would unconsciously lean towards ruqun rather than those rough, inferior clothes.

Just then, Yin Zijin moved with delicate, graceful steps, each one extremely cautious. Her tiny, exquisitely beautiful bound feet, each an exquisite work of art, tread lightly on the soft, verdant grass, as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.

Finally, Yin Zijing arrived before a piece of jade, perfectly formed by nature itself, as if sculpted by the hand of a master craftsman. She slowly crouched down and gracefully sat upon it. However, Yin Zijing felt uneasy, for the venom of the golden bees was raging through her body, causing her unbearable pain.

Her once slender, three-inch lotus feet would sometimes contract tightly, and sometimes suddenly relax, as if trying to alleviate the unbearable pain in this way.

At the same time, Yin Zijing inadvertently revealed one of her fragrant shoulders. The red brocade dress, made of shimmering brocade, contrasted sharply with her snow-white, flawless skin, creating a striking and captivating effect. This beautiful scene made the brocade dress appear even more priceless, radiant and dazzling.

Yin Zijin hurriedly took off the exquisite ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). She gently raised her delicate, jade-like hands and loosened the knots of the bodice and the breast wrap.

In an instant, Yin Zijing's snow-white skin was revealed without reservation, like a blooming white lotus, radiating a captivating glow. At this moment, he seemed to have transcended worldly troubles, becoming one with the surrounding nature, his beauty natural and intoxicating.

However, the delicate gold chain wrapped around her slender ankles was particularly eye-catching, like an invisible rope that dragged this fairy-like woman down to earth, adding a flaw to this perfect scene.

With light, graceful steps, Yin Zijing hurriedly entered the spiritual spring. The moment her jade-like feet touched the water, a cool and refreshing sensation instantly spread throughout her body, causing her to let out a soft sigh.

This spiritual spring truly lived up to its reputation; its miraculous effects were immediate. Yin Zijing felt her previously tense body gradually relax, her fatigue dissipate, and her mood became incredibly joyful.

He stretched out his jade-like arms and gently stirred the spring water, watching the crystal-clear water droplets dance on his fingertips and feeling the coolness they brought. A surge of joy welled up in his heart.

From some unknown time, a man dressed in black robes stood quietly beside the spiritual spring. His posture was upright, like a silent mountain peak. His gaze was fixed intently on the spring, as if drawn by an invisible force. And in the depths of that crystal-clear, shimmering spring, a graceful figure appeared and disappeared, like a fairy descending to earth.

The beautiful figure was none other than Yin Zijing. Her lovely face, enveloped in the misty spring water, appeared even more mysterious and enchanting, like a flower blooming in a fairyland. At this moment, Yin Zijing gently extended her slender, jade-white hand, gracefully stirring the spring water. Crystal-clear water droplets slid down her fingertips, splashing up delicate ripples.