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

The crowd buzzed with discussion, saying all sorts of things, and the words grew increasingly harsh. Although Yin Zijing's view was obstructed, her hearing was exceptional; every word they uttered reached her ears without missing a single one. Those words pierced her heart like sharp knives, chilling her to the bone, even colder than the winter wind.

Yin Zijing felt very cold, her heart was cold and chilled. Yin Zijing couldn't help but think: "People are just like this, they are all driven by self-interest and avoid harm, and there are quite a few who join in the fun and kick someone when they're down."

Moreover, his actions had already infringed upon the interests of too many people. The entire Great Sheng Dynasty was essentially a large interest group, and breaking through their grasp was inherently extremely difficult.

Yin Zijing sighed, thinking to herself, "I was born a man, and I've been slowly tortured into becoming a woman. I've already accepted my fate. But there are still millions of women suffering in misery. They've become what their masters want them to be, but they've forgotten that they themselves are free."

In a patriarchal society, they were forced to wear one shackle after another: to carry on the family line, to bind their feet, to be confined to the inner quarters, to be labeled as harlots, to be drowned in pig cages, to be buried alive with the dead, and to be honored with chastity arches...

Having experienced the light, he could not bear the darkness. Having grown up, he felt he had to do something. The longer Yin Zijin stayed in the Dasheng Dynasty, the more fearful he became. He was afraid that the longer he stayed, the more he would be assimilated, and ultimately meet a tragic end, dying a martyr himself.

"Consider it my own heroic obsession! For myself, and even more so for the millions of women of the Great Sheng Dynasty."

Yin Zijing was tied up in a small bamboo cage. Her whole body was in pain and numb, and she was extremely tired. Because of the golden bees, her whole body was extremely numb and itchy, but Yin Zijing could only endure it.

The longer it went on, the more uncomfortable Yin Zijing became. However, only her three-inch bound feet could move. Yin Zijing's small feet rubbed against each other involuntarily to relieve her discomfort.

Sheng Muling looked at Yin Zijing, who was being lowered into the bamboo cage, feeling both sad and angry. She couldn't even protect herself now; she hadn't resolved her own problems, so how could she possibly save Yin Zijing? Ultimately, this was all because of Du Lin, and she had to make him pay the price. Otherwise, how could she face herself, and how could she repay the kindness that Sixth Miss Yin had shown her…

"Oh? You all say Yangzhou is a wonderful place, a paradise on earth, a gentle and prosperous land..."

"Absolutely! For men, it's practically a land of gentle luxury! But you need money! You can't do without it. Those 'slender horses' of Yangzhou are a local specialty..."

The crowd began to murmur, and their voices grew louder and louder. A nearby official quickly tried to maintain order: "Silence is required in the courtroom..."

As a large crowd of onlookers gathered outside the courtroom, their discussions grew increasingly louder. Moreover, the law does not punish the masses, and inside the courtroom, the trial continued.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin Zijing felt her body alternately hot and cold, and soon she became dizzy, her vision blurred, and her ears started ringing. Her consciousness gradually became blurred.

When Yin Zijing awoke, the surrounding light had already dimmed, and night was quietly falling. The Imperial Guards who had been waiting nearby carefully placed the enormous bamboo cage gently on the ground. Their movements were so soft and gentle that they were afraid of making even the slightest sound that might wake the still-not fully awake Yin Zijing.

Immediately afterwards, these well-trained Imperial Guards swiftly unlocked the chains binding the bamboo cage and opened the tightly closed bamboo door.

However, although Yin Zijing was trapped in the bamboo cage that seemed easy to escape from, due to the etiquette that men and women should not touch each other, none of the many Imperial Guards present dared to move Yin Zijing even an inch, let alone drag her out of the bamboo cage.

Just then, Liu Jun stepped forward. He glanced around and saw the usually imposing men, now appearing somewhat helpless, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Left with no other choice, he stepped forward himself and asked, "Is the nanny who serves Miss Yin Liu here?"

Upon hearing Liu Jun's question, one of his subordinates standing nearby hurriedly replied, "Sir, such a serious matter has occurred, and that old woman has already rushed back to the Yin residence to inform them." After saying this, the subordinate pointed in the direction of the Yin residence, indicating the direction the old woman had left.

Liu Jun slowly squatted down, carefully reaching out his hands to gently pull Yin Zijing's delicate body out of the narrow bamboo cage. Once Yin Zijing was completely free from the cage, Liu Jun carefully untied the exquisite silk ribbons that had been binding her.

He bent down slightly, stretched out his arms, and easily scooped up Yin Zijing, who was lying on the ground, into his arms. Yin Zijing's light body landed in Liu Jun's broad and warm embrace like a feather.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Jun walked steadily toward the carriage that had been waiting for a long time. Just then, the Imperial Guard who had been following closely behind them hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, respectfully clasped his hands and reported: "Reporting to Your Excellency, His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness's people are indeed unable to appear here for certain reasons."

However, His Highness the Crown Prince specifically instructed me before he left to tell you that you must take good care of Miss Yin. Many items have already been prepared in this carriage, all of which Miss Yin may need.”

Liu Jun nodded, then carried Yin Zijing into the carriage. The carriage creaked and groaned as it drove over the snow toward the Northern Garrison Command...

Watching the carriage gradually disappear into the pitch-black night, vanishing into the boundless darkness, Sheng Yixuan stood motionless in the shadows.

His once bright and spirited eyes were now dark and empty, as if they had lost all their luster and vitality, like two bottomless, dry wells. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. No one could guess what he was thinking at that moment.

Standing to the side, Elder Ye had witnessed everything and naturally understood Sheng Yixuan's thoughts. He quickly stepped forward and gently advised, "Your Highness, please be patient for now! We all saw how Lord Liu treated the young lady, so she shouldn't suffer too much injustice in the Northern Garrison."

Sheng Yixuan seemed to ignore Boss Ye's advice, his eyes still fixed blankly on the distant carriage that had long since disappeared from sight. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and murmured to himself in an almost dreamlike tone:

"I should be the one by Zijing's side, and I should be the one holding him tightly in my arms, not any other unrelated person..." His voice was low and full of pain and resentment, as if every word was squeezed out from the depths of his soul.

"It seems I still have to fight for it, endure humiliation and hardship, and ascend to that supreme position as soon as possible," Sheng Yixuan couldn't help but think.

Ye Laoda hurriedly said, "This subordinate dares to guess that His Majesty wants to teach the young lady a lesson. What kind of place is the Northern Garrison Command? Who are the Embroidered Uniform Guards? They are all ruthless, cold-blooded killing machines who kill without shedding blood and lick blood from the edge of a knife."

The Northern Garrison is entirely composed of men, with only one woman, the Lady. The Emperor wanted to teach her a lesson. Furthermore, it was also a test for His Highness. After all, rumors had been circulating about His Highness and Lady Yin over the years, and this was likely a test to see if His Highness would disobey the Emperor's orders for Lady Yin.

Your Highness, please remember this: in the inner and outer palaces, those who are overly sentimental are most to be avoided. If someone gains a weakness, it becomes a sharp knife to be used against you. And Miss Yin is a living example of this.

Back then, Prince Lu was demoted to Yangzhou due to the famine relief incident eight years prior. Now, only you and the Third Prince can be considered truly favored by the Emperor. The Third Prince is still young, while you have become increasingly mature in handling state affairs; therefore, His Majesty naturally harbors suspicion towards you. This matter is a test…”

Sheng Yixuan rubbed his temples and said wearily, "This punishment is far too harsh on Miss Yin Liu."

As you yourself said, the Northern Garrison is entirely composed of men. After this incident, Miss Yin's reputation is likely to be completely ruined. I don't care, but I can't silence the gossip of the world!