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

Sheng Yixuan seemed to sense Yin Zijing's gaze and looked over in the distance as well...

As the carriage drove further and further away, the towering city gate became nothing more than a black dot. Only then did Yin Zijing lower the carriage curtain and look at the jade pendant in her hand, which felt slightly cool. Her slender hand unconsciously clenched, and she thought to herself, "I was able to go to Fu'an Temple this time thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince's help. Could this be considered a kind of fate?"

Seeing Yin Zijing's behavior, Granny Zhou couldn't help but smile and say, "It seems that the Sixth Miss also has feelings for His Highness the Crown Prince. That makes things easier."

His Highness the Crown Prince is the husband Madam has chosen for you. You must cherish this marriage, young lady. Although His Highness the Crown Prince already has a principal wife, with your status, you are more than qualified to become his concubine or secondary wife.

"When the Sixth Miss marries into the Crown Prince's palace, she'll be a mistress! And with the Yin family backing her up, her good days are yet to come!"

Yin Zijing said somewhat blankly, "Granny Zhou, that wasn't romantic love, was it? We just spent a little time together..."

Granny Zhou said with a smile, "Sixth Miss, feelings need to be cultivated slowly. As time goes by and you and His Highness the Crown Prince meet more often, feelings will naturally develop."

Furthermore, in the Great Sheng Dynasty, arranged marriages were common, with the bride and groom not knowing each other before entering the bridal chamber and only gradually developing feelings for each other after marriage.

"Madam has already done enough by creating an opportunity for the young lady and His Highness the Crown Prince to meet. And young lady, please keep this jade pendant safe; it's a token of your love with His Highness the Crown Prince, and you'll need it later..."

Inside the carriage, Granny Zhou continued her incessant instructions. Outside, the scene had changed dramatically. The further they went from the capital, the sparser the population became, with weeds and trees growing rampant. The dirt road the carriage traversed kicked up clouds of dust. The few pedestrians on the road were mostly refugees fleeing famine and heading to temples.

As the sun set, Yin Zijin and her group were nearing Fu'an Temple. However, the closer they got to the temple, the more numerous the disaster victims became on the road, and their desperate cries echoed one after another, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

Intermittent sobs reached Yin Zijing's ears: "Mother, Mother... get up quickly, we'll have something to eat soon..."

"Exchange, exchange, half a pancake. I'll trade my daughter for it..."

Inside the carriage, Granny Wang couldn't help but lift a corner of the curtain and look out. Yin Zijing followed suit and glanced over. In just one look, Yin Zijing felt that hell on earth was no better than this, and the scene was deeply etched into her mind.

The men and women were all emaciated, their faces pale and thin, their bellies unusually large. Their clothes were tattered and filthy, barely covering their bodies. Some were even naked, their eyes vacant, walking numbly forward. Some sat by the roadside, gnawing on grass roots and tree bark, eating food made from clay to stave off hunger. Some collapsed by the roadside, never to wake again.

Granny Zhou quickly slapped Wang Da Niang's hand away and said, "Don't look outside..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yin Zijing heard a weak cry for help from outside: "Please, have mercy, give me some food! My father can't hold on any longer, please give me some food..."

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out: "There must be a wealthy family sitting inside the carriage; they must have food. Quick, let's go ask for it and save our families..."

One person started, and more and more people followed. Although there were guards outside the carriage, the starving refugees, desperate to survive, pounced on it like wolves, seemingly unafraid of death…