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

Li Shi lay on the sickbed, her face as pale as paper, barely breathing. Her once bright eyes were now dull and lifeless, but she still mustered her last bit of strength and said in a trembling and weak voice, "Child... this is our family's heirloom white jade hairpin!"

Today… I'm giving this to you. Consider it my wedding gift. Although this hairpin isn't very valuable, it's filled with my love for you!

At this point, Madam Li laboriously raised her hand and gently stroked Yin Zijing's face, her eyes filled with longing and reluctance. She took a deep breath and continued to instruct, "Child, you must take good care of it! Whenever you feel like it, wear it and let this hairpin accompany you."

If you ever think of your mother, take out this hairpin and look at it; perhaps you will feel that your mother has always been by your side.

Alas… Your mother has spent her life wandering and suffering countless hardships; her fate has been truly unfortunate! Now, I have nothing of value to leave you, except this white jade hairpin, which is truly your own possession!

Yin Zijing gently held the jade hairpin in her hand, as if she could feel the warmth and care it contained. Then, Yin Zijing slowly inserted the white jade hairpin into her carefully styled hair bun, her movements as gentle as if she were handling a rare treasure.

After inserting it, he nodded slightly to Li Shi, solemnly, and said softly, "I remember, I will definitely protect it well."

At this moment, Madam Li was extremely weak, but she still mustered all her strength to raise her hand and tremble as she stroked Yin Zijing's smooth and delicate face, which was as smooth as porcelain. Tears welled up uncontrollably from her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and dripped onto Yin Zijing's hand.

Madam Li gently stroked Yin Zijing's head, her voice as gentle as water: "Zijing, you and your father go out first! I want to speak with your mother alone for a few minutes." Hearing this, Yin Zijing nodded and turned to look at her father, Yin Xu, who was standing silently to the side. Yin Xu stepped forward, and the father and son left the room together.

After they left, Madam Zhang slowly walked to the bedside and sat down. She looked expressionlessly at the woman before her, with whom she had fought for most of her life, her eyes as cold as ice. After a moment of silence, Madam Zhang coldly asked, "Speak! What is it?"

With difficulty, Li raised her hand and gripped Zhang's sleeve tightly, every movement appearing so labored. She took a few breaths before speaking in a voice so weak it was almost inaudible: "Remember... what you promised me... to recognize Zijing as your legitimate daughter and register her under your name."

And... when Zijing gets married, he must be given a grand wedding, with a ten-mile-long red bridal procession..." At this point, Li seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Her head drooped weakly to one side, and her breathing became increasingly faint.

For some reason, Li, who had been on the verge of death and with a face as pale as paper, seemed to have a sudden burst of energy before death! Her thin, bony hands gripped Zhang's sleeve tightly like iron clamps, refusing to let go, while she struggled to straighten her weak body, which looked as if a gust of wind would knock her over.

At this moment, Li's eyes widened, flashing with a chillingly fierce light as she stared straight at Zhang, gritting her teeth as she said, "You must keep your promise to me! If you dare to go back on your word, I will haunt you even as a vengeful ghost! Even if I have to go to the underworld, I will haunt you and make sure you never have a moment's peace!"

After saying these words, Li seemed to have used up the last bit of strength in her body. She fell straight backward like a scarecrow that had lost its support, and crashed heavily onto the bed.

Immediately afterwards, a low, hoarse gurgling sound came from deep in her throat, as if a thick phlegm was stuck there and she couldn't cough it up no matter what.

However, the snoring didn't last long. After a while, the snoring gradually weakened until it finally disappeared completely. Li breathed her last.

Even in death, Li's eyes remained wide open, staring intently at Zhang, as if she had died with her eyes wide open in disbelief. Zhang, feeling guilty for her actions, looked at the dead Li and felt a surge of fear. She staggered back a few steps and cried out, "Quick, someone come! Li is gone!"

Just then, a series of urgent and panicked shouts broke the peaceful atmosphere; the voice came from Zhang Shi. Upon hearing the shouts, everyone hurriedly rushed towards the house with tense expressions.

When they stepped into the house, they saw that Li's eyes were wide open, as if she still had a lingering attachment to the world. Upon seeing this, Yin Xu's heart tightened. He slowly stepped forward, reached out his slightly trembling hand, and gently stroked Li's eyelids, trying to close those eyes that had already lost their life.

However, no matter how gently Yin Xu stroked her, Li's eyes remained stubbornly open, staring intently ahead.

Finally, Yin Xu stopped what he was doing and let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with endless sorrow and helplessness.

Then, he leaned down and whispered in Li's ear, "I know that what you worry about most is Zijing. I will do my best to take good care of Zijing."

Madam Zhang, who was standing nearby, quickly said, "Master, when Zijing comes of age, I would like to register myself under my name, so that Zijing will be the legitimate daughter. She can then marry in a grand and glorious manner."

Li's greatest worry before her death was Zijing. Now that Zijing is registered under my name, she can finally rest in peace.

Yin Xu nodded in satisfaction: "You're very thoughtful. Zijing has been raised by you for many years, so you must have developed feelings for her. I hope you will take good care of Zijing in the future."

Zhang continued, "Sir, Li came from a brothel and was a prostitute. Her status is low. She is not suitable to be buried in the ancestral graveyard, nor can she be enshrined in the ancestral temple."

I was thinking of buying a plot of land and a coffin in the suburbs of Beijing to bury Li there.