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

Liu Mama turned around hurriedly and urgently instructed the person beside her, "Qi Mama, hurry! Go and invite the Sixth Miss here! Don't delay the time!" As she spoke, she kept waving her hand, signaling the person to hurry up.

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhang, who was standing to the side, quickly chimed in, "Not only should we invite the Sixth Miss, but we should also ask Granny Zhou and Ah Tian to come along. Granny Zhou should also make sure the Sixth Miss is properly dressed. She absolutely cannot be impolite on this trip to the palace." After speaking, Madam Zhang gave the surrounding crowd a sharp look.

Upon receiving the order, Granny Qi hurried towards Bizhu Pavilion. Upon entering, she learned that the Sixth Miss was not there. Granny Qi then went to Hongmei Pavilion. As soon as she entered the room, Granny Qi rushed in, bowed, and said, "Quickly, quickly, Granny Zhou, help the Sixth Miss get ready; she's going to the palace."

This time, Sixth Miss has really caused a huge disaster, and Madam is furious.

Granny Zhou, looking flustered, grabbed Yin Zijing's arm and hurried towards Bizhu Pavilion. As she walked quickly, she asked anxiously, "What happened? How could it be so serious!"

Walking alongside Granny Zhou, Granny Qi also hurried along, explaining the ins and outs of the matter to Granny Zhou in concise and clear language. As Granny Qi recounted the events, Granny Zhou's already furrowed brows tightened even more, and her expression became increasingly grave.

After Granny Qi finished speaking, Granny Zhou couldn't help but mutter anxiously to herself, "It's all my fault for being so ignorant and narrow-minded. I never thought this matter would be so serious! I thought that Sixth Miss was just being kind and helping out, but I never expected that it would cause such a huge disaster!"

I thought it was just a small matter, how could it have turned out like this? I didn't mention it to my wife.

When everyone rushed back to Bizhu Pavilion, before they could even stand still, Granny Zhou anxiously called out, "A-Tian, ​​Xiao-Mei! You two hurry up and get to that cabinet. Find the finest and most beautiful dress and bring it over! Oh, and don't forget to bring the matching jewelry and three-inch slippers as well."

Upon hearing Zhou Mama's series of instructions, A-Tian and Xiao-Mei didn't dare to delay for a moment. They immediately responded and got to work. Their movements were swift and efficient.

Meanwhile, Granny Zhou held Yin Zijing's hand tightly and hurried to the dressing table. She gently helped Yin Zijing sit down, then picked up a comb and carefully began to comb Yin Zijing's cascading hair. As she combed, Granny Zhou muttered to herself, "Miss, you mustn't be impolite when you enter the palace..."

Before long, Zhou Mama's skillful hands flew up and down, and in the blink of an eye, she had styled Yin Zijin's hair into an exquisite lily-shaped bun.

This hairstyle was no simple feat. First, Yin Zijing's long, glossy black hair was evenly divided into two sections. Then, each section was meticulously subdivided. Each small strand seemed to come alive, weaving, intertwining, and bending between Zhou Mama's nimble fingers. After repeating this process many times, the hair was finally combined into a hairstyle resembling a small mountain, layered and arranged in a pleasing, staggered manner.

From a distance, this "small hill" not only has a strong sense of three-dimensionality, but also a very distinct sense of layering, like a beautiful painting unfolding before people's eyes, making people marvel at it.

The wisps of hair, like streams flowing through the mountains, fell gracefully and naturally on either side of Yin Zijin's ears, adding to her gentle and graceful appearance. The entire lily-shaped bun looked intricate and elaborate, yet it retained its unique beauty, perfectly befitting Yin Zijin's status as an unmarried young woman.

Immediately afterwards, Granny Zhou picked up the eyebrow pencil and carefully drew Yin Zijin's eyebrows, her focused expression as if she were carving a rare treasure.

After everything was finally arranged, Yin Zijin was wearing a purple cloud-patterned crepe skirt. The skirt was as flowing and graceful as the purple clouds in the sky, swaying gently with his steps.

He wore a pure white moon-shadow frost-covered jacket, the snow-white color making her skin appear even whiter and smoother, like mutton fat jade.

The collar and cuffs of the jacket were trimmed with exquisite silver thread, adding to its noble and elegant air. In addition, he wore a white fox fur cloak with gold trim. The white fox fur was soft and smooth, shimmering with a faint luster, while the gold trim around the edges shone brightly.

And look at that exquisite hairstyle, which perfectly showcases Yin Zijin's gentleness and charm. Her figure is as slender as a willow, and when she walks, it seems as if she can sway in the wind; her soft and boneless figure is as graceful as a willow swaying in the breeze.

Looking at his handsome face, his eyes revealed a pitiful and endearing quality that stirred feelings of tenderness and affection. Moreover, his petite and delicate figure exuded a unique charm in every gesture, captivating all who beheld him. His hairstyle was the perfect finishing touch, seamlessly blending all his wonderful qualities together, presenting him like a beautiful painting before everyone's eyes.

Granny Zhou knelt down and personally fastened a fine gold chain around Yin Zijing's bound feet. Then she stood up, nodded in satisfaction, and helped Yin Zijing walk towards Madam Zhang.

As Yin Zijing walked, she thought, "This situation is something I could have foreseen. Zhang will definitely not let me off the hook soon. But since I've already done it, I'm not afraid of being punished."

"I've already endured so much; even punishment couldn't be worse."

When Yin Zijing arrived before Zhang, her gaze was immediately drawn to him. Yin Zijing's face bore a striking resemblance to Li's, especially the expression in his eyes and brows—they were practically identical.

Zhang stared at Yin Zijing's face, her anger burning even more fiercely. She thought to herself, "What a vixen! This appearance is exactly like a seductress. After dressing up, she looks even more pitiful, coquettish, and affected. It's disgusting!"

As her thoughts raced, Zhang recalled what Yin Zijing had done and said angrily, "Kneel down, do you know your crime?"

Yin Zijin, her bound feet wrapped in a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), knelt down with proper manners and kowtowed, saying, "Mother, Zijin knows her mistake."

Looking at Yin Zijin kneeling on the ground, Zhang felt much better. She had no trace of masculine energy, and her movements and figure were exactly like those of a young lady from a respectable family.

Zhang asked in confusion, "Oh? You know you're wrong. Then where did you go wrong?"