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

Fanghua had heard before that not only ordinary people valued a woman's reputation highly, but wealthy and powerful families regarded the reputation of their daughters as of paramount importance. After all, for these wealthy families, the reputation and innocence of their daughters were directly related to the face and honor of the family.

In order to protect the chastity of young women, many noble families spared no expense in spending money and manpower to create all sorts of strange and ingenious things, just to protect the chastity of their daughters.

Fanghua was well aware of this, and she nodded with a smile in response: "Of course this servant understands the reason! Especially for a beauty as stunning as Sixth Miss, one should always be mindful of one's reputation and be sure to protect oneself."

The surrounding light was dim, and the faint, gray light falling on Yin Zijing added a touch of hazy, dreamlike beauty to him. Yin Zijing stretched out his slender, delicate hands and gently placed them on Fanghua's slender forearms. Then, with graceful steps, he entered the fragrant bath, his small, exquisite lotus feet tucked behind him.

Two palace maids and two eunuchs hurriedly stepped forward to serve Yin Zijin during her bath. Fanghua, who was standing to the side, sat down to help Yin Zijin relax and said with a smile, "Sixth Miss, don't be afraid. The Empress has bestowed upon you a bath in the Zhuoying Pool. You should be happy. This is a great honor. It proves that the Empress really likes you and values ​​you very much."

"And this young lady will one day marry into the Eastern Palace, so she'll need to gradually adapt to the service of the palace maids and eunuchs. We only know that you are young and have been raised in seclusion for many years. We're not in a hurry; you can adapt slowly."

The steaming pool water flowed smoothly like silk, gently washing over Yin Zijing's fair and delicate skin. It made his already beautiful face appear even more rosy and captivating, like a ripe apple, luscious and tempting.

Yin Zijing nodded slightly, his movements elegant and graceful, like a ripple on a lake in the breeze. At that moment, he resembled a lotus flower blooming in the water, pure and refined.

After his bath, Fanghua carefully attended to Yin Zijing, first gently picking up the soft, silky pink nightgown and tenderly dressing him. Then, she took a thick, soft cloak and carefully draped it over Yin Zijing's shoulders.

After doing all this, Fanghua waved to someone not far away, and soon a strong and powerful eunuch walked over quickly. The eunuch came closer, bowed slightly, and then bent down to let Yin Zijin lie steadily on his broad and sturdy back.

Fanghua followed closely beside her, gently explaining to Yin Zijin, "Miss, don't be afraid. You've just finished bathing and are about to go to bed. You're dressed rather lightly, and you might catch a cold if you walk there by yourself."

"So let this strong and healthy eunuch carry you on his back. That way we can get to the West Warm Pavilion faster, and you won't have to suffer from the cold as much." As she spoke, she reached out and gently adjusted Yin Zijing's cloak to make sure there was no draft.

Upon arriving at the West Warm Pavilion, Fanghua instructed, "Yundong will be on night duty in the West Warm Pavilion tonight. If you need anything if you get up in the middle of the night, please let Yundong know. Yundong, come and greet the Sixth Miss."

Yun Dong quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Miss. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me."

Upon hearing these words, Yin Zijing felt an indescribable pang of sorrow welling up in his heart. His nose tingled slightly, and his eyes gradually moistened. The corners of his mouth, which had been turned up, now turned slightly to one side, as if he was about to burst into tears, unable to suppress the grievances in his heart.

She had always heard that people in the palace were cold and heartless, but at this moment, Yin Zijin felt that this place was much more humane than the Yin residence.

Looking back on the long years she spent in the Yin family mansion, Yin Zijin felt as if she were imprisoned in an invisible cage, unable to break free of her constraints.

For the past ten years or so, he has felt depressed and miserable because it seems that no one has ever really cared about him or thought about his well-being.

Thinking of this, Yin Zijin quickly said, "Thank you, Aunt Fanghua! Today is my first time entering the palace, and I am truly apprehensive, fearing that I might make a grave mistake if I am not careful."

Fortunately, Aunt Fanghua has been there to guide me carefully, which is why Zijing was able to avoid any mistakes! After saying this, Yin Zijing looked at Aunt Fanghua with gratitude, her eyes glistening with tears.

Fanghua gently took out a snow-white handkerchief embroidered with exquisite patterns from her bosom, carefully extended her hand, and gently placed it on Yin Zijin's face, which was as beautiful as a pear blossom in the rain.

As Fanghua gently wiped away the glistening tears rolling down Yin Zijin's cheeks with her handkerchief, she softly asked, "Miss, what's wrong?" Her words were like a gentle spring breeze, warm and concerned.

Yin Zijing shook her head and quickly said, "It's alright, Aunt Fanghua. It's getting late, you should go back and rest!"

Back in the West Warm Pavilion, Granny Zhou helped Yin Zijing lie down on the bed. Then, Granny Zhou poured a cup of hot water from a nearby table, took a small porcelain bottle from her person, poured in a single pill, and dissolved it in the water. She then brought the medicine to Yin Zijing, instructing, "This is a cooling medicine; please drink it while it's hot, Miss!"

Yin Zijin avoided that bowl of cold medicine like the plague, because as soon as she drank it, her body would become sickly and lifeless, like a wilted eggplant.

She didn't know what was so strange about this cooling medicine that made her feel so unwell. Over the years, Yin Zijing had been frail and sickly, precisely because of her long-term consumption of this cooling medicine.

At this moment, Yin Zijin, who was in the palace, had a thousand words she wanted to say, but in the end she chose to remain silent.

He silently picked up the teacup on the table, closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and resolutely drank the cold medicine in one gulp. The bitter taste instantly filled his mouth, causing him to frown.

However, not long after, Yin Zijing felt his body growing weaker and weaker. He slowly collapsed onto the bed, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant.

After a while, Yin Zijing felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at her body, causing unbearable itching. The golden bee venom that had previously invaded her body had become active again, even more ferocious than before. Yin Zijing writhed in pain, trying to scratch, but this not only did not help, but made the situation worse.