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

Ah Tian glanced at Granny Zhou and said somewhat coldly, "Granny Zhou, you also know the young lady's true identity. The young lady is born a man, but acts like a woman. Isn't everything the young lady does for the benefit of women? Moreover, Granny Zhou is also one of those women."

The Sixth Miss didn't expect Granny Zhou to understand her, but she did ask Granny Zhou not to be a stumbling block. In any case, whatever the consequences of this matter, it wouldn't implicate Granny Zhou. Why was Granny Zhou so honest in her actions? Why couldn't she just turn a blind eye?

You must understand, Madam is getting old, while the young lady is still young. No one can predict the future. I'm just speaking the truth; if I've offended Granny Zhou, I hope she will be forgiving.”

Hearing what Ah Tian said, Granny Zhou was speechless and didn't say anything more, just kept eating the glutinous rice balls.

Yin Zijing had never known that Atian was so eloquent. Hearing Atian defend himself, Yin Zijing nodded gratefully to Atian.

Ruhe tried to lighten the mood, saying, "Alright! Alright! Cheer up, Miss. Everything is moving in a positive direction now, so you should be even happier. While you were away, I kept an eye on things at the clinic for you!"

There are also the many female and male apprentices we adopted eight years ago. They are now learning their skills from their masters in various clinics in Kyoto, and it won't be long before they are able to stand on their own.

The orphans adopted by the girls were carefully trained by them and accepted their new ideas; most of them did not have their feet bound.

Sometimes, seeing their unbound feet and how nimbly they walk, as if on flat ground, I am filled with envy. Miss, do you think it's too late for me to unbind my feet now?

Yin Zijin looked at Ruhe's tiny bound feet and shook her head, saying, "Ruhe, you're also studying medicine. You should know that if you unbind your feet within a few months or a year or two after foot binding, there's still a chance."

Now we're older, and we've had our feet bound for eight or nine years. We're of marriageable age now. Our feet are already set; even if we throw away the binding cloths and stop binding them, it's no use..."

Yin Zijing glanced at her tiny feet, barely three inches long, and then at the three-inch embroidered shoes studded with pearls and gems. The shoes were ornate and exquisite, but incredibly thin and flimsy, making them unsuitable for going out. Her feet would ache after only a short time outside. These were, in essence, instruments of torture designed to restrict women's freedom.

Yin Zijing smiled sarcastically and said, "Let's just forget about it! Since we're like this, let's do our best to prevent our descendants from bothering us."

Ruhe nodded in agreement and said, "Don't worry, young lady. I will always stand by your side. Ruhe will accompany you on the road ahead..."

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The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the morning light streamed through the window and onto the floor of the room. Granny Zhou tiptoed into the room and came to Yin Zijing's bedside. She softly called out, "Miss, wake up, it's time to get up."

Yin Zijing was awakened from her sleep. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly sat up. Granny Zhou hurriedly stepped forward to help her tidy her messy hair and began to help her get dressed.

"Miss, the servants have instructed us that we need to go to the ancestral hall after breakfast." As she spoke, Granny Zhou carefully tied the sash around Yin Zijin's clothes.

Upon hearing this, Yin Zijin felt a pang of anxiety, but still indicated that she understood, and that what was bound to happen would happen eventually.

Granny Zhou continued, "This punishment is ultimately unavoidable. But don't worry too much, young lady. Although you will be punished, it won't actually hurt much."

It's just embarrassing. Madam did this to teach you a lesson, young lady, so you'll think twice before acting in the future.

As they spoke, Granny Zhou had already dressed Yin Zijin and carefully checked her over to make sure there was nothing amiss. Then, she helped Yin Zijin out of bed and they went together to the dressing mirror.

After breakfast, not long after, a maid came to urge her: "Granny Zhou, it's getting late, Sixth Miss should go."

Granny Zhou replied, "Understood, we'll go down now."

Then, Granny Zhou helped Yin Zijin slowly walk out of the room. The other nanny who had been waiting at the bottom of the stairs had already placed the wooden ladder securely in place.

Yin Zijin moved lightly with her lotus-like steps, her small and exquisite three-inch golden lotus feet appearing somewhat shaky, as if each step was not quite steady.

After all, she hadn't stepped out of that two-story pavilion for over ten days. Who would have thought that the moment she stepped out, she would be sent to the ancestral hall to receive punishment?

After finally descending the narrow, cramped stairs, two strong and sturdy old women were quietly waiting there, carrying an exquisite sedan chair, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Yin Zijing nodded slightly and gently stepped into the sedan chair. Immediately afterward, Granny Zhou, Atian, Ruhe, Xiaolan, and others quickly followed, closely trailing behind the sedan chair, and the group set off in a grand procession towards the ancestral hall.

Before long, they arrived at the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was bustling with people. It turned out that Madam Zhang had specifically instructed all the maids, servants, concubines, and young ladies of the Yin household to come to the ancestral hall today, no matter what, and no one was allowed to refuse or ask for leave for any reason.

The purpose was obvious: to take this opportunity to teach everyone a harsh lesson so that they would never dare to make the same mistake again.

Before Yin Zijing could prepare himself, two burly, stern-faced maids rushed forward like a whirlwind, pressing down on his slender, frail body from either side. They dragged Yin Zijing along without mercy, quickly bringing him to a row of benches.

Immediately afterwards, the two old women worked together to forcefully press Yin Zijin onto the cold, hard bench. Yin Zijin felt like a lamb being manipulated, completely unable to resist.

Then, one of the old women, expressionless, reached out and roughly lifted Yin Zijing's exquisite ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) up to her waist. With that, Yin Zijing's undergarment was also ruthlessly pulled off, all the way down to her buttocks.

What made Yin Zijing feel even more ashamed and indignant was that even her underwear, which she wore close to her body, was not spared and was also pulled down below her buttocks. At this moment, Yin Zijing had no privacy whatsoever, and her whole body was exposed in front of everyone.

With her fair buttocks exposed to everyone without any privacy, Yin Zijing felt ashamed and indignant, whether as a man or a woman.