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

Sheng Yixuan gently stroked Yin Zijing's smooth and slender waist, his gaze falling on the shocking red marks on his body. A wave of pain and pity welled up in his heart. He frowned slightly and asked softly with heartache, "Zijing, does it still hurt?"

At this moment, Yin Zijing lay quietly on the soft bed, her delicate and fair skin, as smooth as silk, exposed without reservation. The red mandarin duck bodice hung loosely on her fair and slender neck and her slender waist, making her figure even more graceful and charming.

Perhaps out of shyness, a few delicate blushes quietly appeared on Yin Zijing's beautiful face, as charming as peach blossoms in early spring. He gently shook his head and said softly in a voice as melodious as a nightingale's song, "Ah Xuan, it doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that my body feels a little numb and itchy."

Hearing Yin Zijing's words, Sheng Yixuan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally calmed down a little. He reached for the ointment placed to the side, carefully opened the bottle cap, and a faint herbal fragrance immediately filled the air.

Then, he gently applied some ointment to his palm and slowly reached out to massage Yin Zijing's injured area. While massaging, he also asked Yin Zijing if the pressure was appropriate. With his skilled massage, Yin Zijing's tense body gradually relaxed.

"Mmm... Ah Xuan, it feels so good!" Yin Zijing couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. Sensing his response, Sheng Yixuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile. He continued to massage him attentively, his fingers nimbly tracing patterns on his waist, as if playing a beautiful piano piece.

Gradually, Yin Zijin's body, which had been slightly stiff from being suspended for a long time, completely relaxed, and she was immersed in this warmth and comfort.

Sheng Yixuan coaxed gently, "Zijin, go to sleep if you want to!"

Whether it was because Sheng Yixuan's massage technique was so good or not, Yin Zijing actually fell asleep without realizing it. Sheng Yixuan carefully massaged all the red marks and wounds on Yin Zijing's body from head to toe before he felt relieved...

Thanks to Sheng Yixuan's massage and company, Yin Zijing finally had a comfortable sleep. When Yin Zijing woke up early in the morning, she saw that Sheng Yixuan was still massaging her body.

Yin Zijing's nose tingled, and she grasped Sheng Yixuan's large hand with her delicate fingers. Looking at the dark circles under Sheng Yixuan's eyes, Yin Zijing's tears fell uncontrollably.

Sheng Yixuan awkwardly wiped away Yin Zijing's tears and said in a panic, "Zijing, what's wrong? Why are you crying after just waking up?"

Yin Zijin whispered, "Ah Xuan, why aren't you sleeping? I'm not worthy of you, I'm not worthy of you being so good to me."

Sheng Yixuan said gently, "Zijin, it's nothing. I can't protect you, so I can only do simple things. In the past eight years, I have been secretly accumulating strength. Wait for me a little longer, wait a few more years, and then no one will dare to bully Zijin, no one will dare to bully us..."

After seeing Yin Zijing off to her carriage, Sheng Yixuan didn't follow, fearing he might lose control and want to take her away. Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Sheng Yixuan remained lost in thought for a long time.

The eldest brother of the Night Elder reminded him, "Your Highness, let's go back to the palace!"

Sheng Yixuan nodded and instructed Ye Laoda beside him, "Let's go back to the palace."

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After the carriage slowly pulled up to a stop in front of the Imperial Clan Court, Liu Jun carefully lifted the curtain and invited Yin Zijin to step down. Yin Zijin's face was as pale as paper, and her delicate body trembled slightly, as if she were filled with fear and unease.

After standing still, Zong Ling examined Yin Zijin for a while and then nodded, indicating that he had verified Yin Zijin's identity.

Next, Liu Jun brought out many soft and smooth strips of silk, which he gently unfolded, preparing to begin binding Yin Zijin.

When his hand touched Yin Zijing's slender arm, he clearly felt her body tremble violently. However, despite this, Liu Jun's hands did not stop moving, and he continued to methodically wrap and bind the silk around Yin Zijing's shoulders, circle after circle.

Just as Liu Jun was carefully binding him, Yin Zijin suddenly recalled what had happened last night. The terrifying scenes flooded his mind like a tide, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

At this moment, Liu Jun, who had been busy nearby, noticed his unusual behavior and said softly, "Miss, I'm so sorry. What happened last night really frightened you and must have left you with quite a shadow. But I hope you can understand my difficulties. This is a task assigned by my superiors, and I have no choice but to complete it."

After saying that, Liu Jun continued his work and said, "This silk must be tied tightly, because you will be locked in that cramped pig cage for a whole day. If it is not tied tightly, I am worried that you will get hurt as your body moves over time. So please bear with it."

Just as Liu Jun was about to put the veil on Yin Zijin, Zong Ling, who was standing to the side, quickly stopped him, saying, "Hey? Lord Liu, there's no need for this veil! His Majesty has already said that we should teach Miss Yin a lesson. If she puts on the veil, she'll hide under it like an ostrich. When will she ever realize her mistake?"

She should wear nothing at all, so everyone can see what kind of woman is so bold as to utter such outrageous words. Other women will see this and learn from it, so they won't dare to do it again.

Zong Ling was also a member of the imperial family, and Liu Jun dared not offend him, so he politely said, "Yesterday, I put a veil on Miss Yin Liu, and His Majesty and the Empress did not object."

Miss Yin is still a young lady who has not yet come of age and is not yet of marriageable age. Isn't this a bit too much? Moreover, Miss Yin is a member of the Yin family. Is Lord Zongling sure you want to do this?

Even if you won't give me face, you should at least give the Yin family some face, wouldn't you say?

Finally, Liu Jun slowly reached out and placed the veil on Yin Zijing's head. Then, he hardened his heart and personally sent Yin Zijing into that cramped and suffocating pig cage.

Yin Zijing's petite body was trapped in this cramped space, making her appear exceptionally helpless and pitiful. Her bound feet, unable to stretch, peeked uncontrollably out from the crowd, and her once delicate little feet now looked so fragile and vulnerable.

The shaking of the pig cage made him extremely uncomfortable, but he endured the discomfort.

Just then, four strong and burly Imperial Guards stepped forward, lifting a heavy pig cage, ready to take Yin Zijing away. Yin Zijing slightly raised her head, her gaze falling on Liu Jun through the veil that partially obscured her vision.

As the pig cage began to move, Yin Zijing said in a voice so soft that only she could hear it, "Thank you, Liu Jun."