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

Sheng Yixuan nodded, indicating that Master Wudeng could rest assured. After Master Wudeng left, Sheng Yixuan walked up to Yin Zijing, helped her up, and said, "Now that famine is rampant, Fu'an Temple has long been closed to visitors. Many monks have gone to settle refugees, and there are no maids or female relatives left. Who knows when they will arrive!"

"Zijin, you should first take off your soiled clothes so I can treat your wounds. You will be my concubine in the future, and these things cannot be entrusted to others."

Yin Zijing's face turned pale. She nodded and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your Highness, please wait outside the screen. I will come in by myself." Yin Zijing was not used to undressing in front of a man in public.

Sheng Yixuan nodded and turned to go behind the screen. Yin Zijing struggled to remove her complicated dress, looking at her bound feet, which had been tortured to the point of being small. Enduring the excruciating pain, she took off her pointed cloth shoes, leaving her only in a red undergarment and white trousers.

Yin Zijing quickly pulled back the thin blanket next to the bed and wrapped herself up in it.

After finishing all this, Yin Zijing's pale face flushed slightly, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She also hummed softly a few times.

After a short while, Yin Zijing's face flushed slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Come in, Your Highness."

Sheng Yixuan glanced at Yin Zijing and said gently, "Don't be afraid! Since I promised you that I would marry you, I will not go back on my word. Although I like men, I am not a person without principles. You can rest assured."

For some reason, Yin Zijing felt like she had been raised like a girl for too long, and she became shy and hesitant. Looking at the generous Sheng Yixuan, she slowly lifted the thin blanket covering her. The red bodice made Yin Zijing's skin appear very fair, and her slender neck made her temperament even more aloof. Her hair was messy, and her thin eyebrows were slightly furrowed, giving her a mysterious and charming look.

Sheng Yixuan was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered and sat down by Yin Zijing's bedside. He wrapped his hands around Yin Zijing's fair neck, and with a gentle flick of his fingers, he removed the red bodice.

What came into view was Yin Zijing's inflamed and bleeding wound, caused by the scissors...

Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the door: "Your Highness, the topical medicine has been delivered..."

Sheng Yixuan quickly withdrew his somewhat flustered and inquisitive gaze, strode out, and brought in medicine, water, and white gauze.

Yin Zijing's delicate willow-leaf eyebrows fluttered slightly as she breathed heavily. Her slender, pink fingers gripped the thin blanket tightly around her. Seeing Sheng Yixuan enter, she said with a bitter smile, "Does Your Highness despise my body? My mother truly raised me like a daughter, using medicine every day to make me grow into a woman with large breasts. Little did she know that this would cause Your Highness to be disgusted."

Sheng Yixuan sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a damp white gauze and cleaned Yin Zijing's wound: "It will hurt a bit, bear with it. The wound needs to be cleaned before applying the medicine. I've never done these things before, so I'm not very gentle. If Zijing is in a lot of pain, I'll do my best to clean the wound."

"Zijin, there's no need for further explanation. I said I would marry you, and I will. Besides, now that I've seen your body, you are mine. Although you are still young, your marriage to me is already tacitly agreed upon by Father and the Yin family. You are essentially my destined concubine or secondary consort. Now we are just waiting for you to come of age."

At this moment, fine beads of sweat were already on Yin Zijing's forehead, and her face was pale. After hearing Sheng Yixuan's words, Yin Zijing groaned, "I hope Your Highness will not be bound by your parents' wishes. My body is already like this, but I also wish to win someone's heart and experience a love that is unforgettable and without any external interests involved."

Sheng Yixuan cleaned, applied medicine, and bandaged Yin Zijing's wounds with somewhat clumsy movements. Though slow, his eyes were filled with earnestness. Hearing Yin Zijing's words, Sheng Yixuan didn't answer immediately, seemingly lost in thought. After finishing, Sheng Yixuan helped Yin Zijing lie down on the cushions before sitting on the edge of the bed and saying, "I understand Zijing's meaning, but Zijing, if you weren't a woman of the Yin family, would you and I have met?"

In the Great Sheng Dynasty, having multiple wives and concubines was quite normal; even I was no exception. Otherwise, memorials impeaching me would be constantly being submitted to Father Emperor. All I could offer was my sincere heart…