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

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Xiaolan had no choice but to muster her courage, pick up the chilled watermelon juice on the small table, and say, "Okay, girl, we're relieved to have you take responsibility for us."

After saying that, she drank the chilled watermelon juice in one gulp. After finishing, Xiaolan looked at Yin Zijin and said, "Girl, drink up! The watermelon juice is very sweet."

Yin Zijing sensed that Xiaolan was acting strangely, but seeing that Xiaolan had no reaction after drinking the tea, she felt relieved, picked up the teacup, and drank it herself. After drinking it, Yin Zijing felt much cooler. She quickly said to Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, please get me another bowl. It's really refreshing."

Xiaolan quickly responded and served Yin Zijin a bowl of food. After she had drunk most of it, Xiaolan took the food box and left Bihe Pavilion, returning it to the maidservant standing outside. She then headed towards Hongmei Pavilion to convey the orders from the Madam that Zhou Mama had just brought back.

As Xiaolan walked, she thought to herself, "That Granny Zhou is really unfair. Why did she make me deliver it in? I don't even know what the juice of that artemisia is for. Will something bad happen if I drink it? No, I have to go find Granny Zhou later. I need to be more careful in the future. In this deep mansion, who can't I trust? Who can I rely on? Otherwise, I won't even know how I died."

After finishing her watermelon juice, Yin Zijin felt a little bored, but it was too hot and she didn't want to go outside. So she stayed on the daybed and watched Ruhe embroider lotus flowers on the cloth.

Ruhe was still young and had just learned needlework, so she was quite shy. But it was enough to impress Yin Zijin. Yin Zijin looked at Ruhe, who was embroidering lotus flowers, and said, "Ruhe, you are really amazing. You are only five years old and you have already started practicing embroidery."

Ruhe smiled and said, "Miss, the palace maids will be here soon. You will also need to start learning. With expert guidance, you will definitely be able to embroider better than I am. My skills are so rudimentary; my mother only taught me occasionally. I need to practice diligently so that you can teach me the needlework in your room later."

Upon hearing Ruhe's words, Yin Zijin pursed her lips, thinking listlessly, "Sigh! How could I be so bored as to watch Ruhe embroider?"

Yin Zijin looked around the room again. There was no one else there. She said to Ruhe casually, "Ruhe, do you think girls should stay in their boudoirs and embroider? When they are five or six years old, their feet are bound and their breasts are bound, and their bodies are mutilated and damaged. When they are teenagers, they are forced into arranged marriages and married off to people who don't even know them."

A woman can live a more comfortable life if she marries a good husband. But if her husband smokes, drinks, frequents brothels, and is abusive, her life is ruined. Actually, women can make a name for themselves even without relying on men, even in ancient times.

Ruhe wasn't too shocked to hear the unfamiliar, startling, and treasonous words uttered by Yin Zijin. Over the past five years, the Sixth Miss had occasionally said such things, and Ruhe had grown accustomed to it. She raised her head and said, "Miss, you're daydreaming again. I understand what you mean. But Miss, look at your own situation. Have you changed? Aren't you now being influenced by the environment of the Great Sheng Dynasty? You're slowly being assimilated."

Rules that have prevailed in the Great Sheng Dynasty for hundreds of years cannot be changed so easily. People have different environments and different thoughts, and in the Great Sheng Dynasty, people can only go with the flow.

"If you can change your destiny, I will believe you and take your words as my guiding principle."