"Young lady, young lady? Wake up! Get up and have some food! It's already dark, and you haven't eaten much all day. If you don't eat, how can your delicate body withstand it? Young lady... young lady..."

All that could be seen was the petite maid softly calling out to Yin Zijing. Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, warming the heart. At the same time, her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were filled with worry, as if she were deeply concerned about Yin Zijing's illness.

Yin Zijing felt as if she were enveloped by an invisible pressure, her body utterly exhausted, even her heavy eyelids seemed to weigh a ton. She struggled for a long time, using all her strength, and finally slowly opened her eyes. The world before her gradually became clearer, but still lingered with a hazy and blurry quality, as if she had just awakened from a long and deep dream.

Yin Zijing stared at the unfamiliar young girl before him. He tried to sit up, but his body wouldn't obey him. Just then, the clever girl quickly stepped forward, carefully helped Yin Zijing up, and placed a soft pillow behind his back.

Yin Zijing clutched his chest wound tightly, his face as pale as paper, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He bit his lip, enduring the pain, and asked weakly, "You...you were sent by His Highness the Crown Prince?" A hint of doubt flickered in his eyes.

The maid nodded, deftly picking up the hot porridge placed beside the bed and sitting down on its edge. She scooped up a spoonful of steaming porridge, gently blew on it to cool it, and brought it to Yin Zijing's lips, softly replying, "Yes, Miss. Although His Highness the Crown Prince is extremely busy, he is always concerned about your safety. Knowing that you were injured and alone here, facing many inconveniences, His Highness specially sent me to take care of your daily needs. Moreover, His Highness has prepared many things, hoping to make you more comfortable."

After speaking, the little girl continued to patiently feed Yin Zijing porridge, carefully tending to each spoonful as if she were caring for an incomparably precious treasure. Yin Zijing silently drank her porridge, a complex emotion welling up inside her. She hadn't known much about this legendary Crown Prince before, but now she felt his care and consideration, which left her somewhat at a loss.

Yin Zijing stared at the maid in front of her, and asked while eating, "How are my mother and those old women now?" Her voice revealed a hint of anxiety.

The maid smiled slightly and replied in a relaxed tone, "His Highness the Crown Prince has instructed that due to the riots among the disaster victims, the journey is fraught with danger and uncertainty. Therefore, he has specially arranged for people to escort the ladies back to the Yin residence first. They should come over after the situation stabilizes somewhat."

Yin Zijing carefully observed the maid. She noticed that the maid was elegant in demeanor, spoke appropriately, and had a quick and clear mind. After only a few words, Yin Zijing realized that this maid was no ordinary person.

Hearing the maid's words, Yin Zijin finally felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief. She smiled and expressed her gratitude to the maid, saying politely, "Thank you for telling me this. In that case, I'll have to trouble you to take good care of me in the days to come."

As soon as she finished speaking, the maidservant quickly stood up, respectfully performed a standard curtsy to Yin Zijing, and said softly, "This servant is Wanyue, greetings, Miss. It is my honor to serve you, Miss. Please rest assured, I will do my best." After speaking, she stood with her head bowed, awaiting further instructions from Yin Zijing.

As if she had thought of something, Yin Zijing quickly said, "Wanyue, go and call Shen Lu in."

Wan Yue nodded, quickly picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and went out. A moment later, she brought Shen Lu in, but because of the distinction between men and women, Shen Lu stood outside the four screens. Dan Qi knelt and bowed: "This servant greets Miss. Are you feeling better?"

Yin Zijin said in a low voice, "I knew you were still outside. I'm fine now. You should go back and rest. You're injured too, so you need to take good care of yourself."

Shen Lu quickly replied, "This servant is fine. It's been quite unsettled outside these past few days, so this servant must protect the young lady..."

Wan Yue, who was standing to the side, glanced at Yin Zijin and quickly said, "Brother Shen, you should go and rest! There are servants here for you, Miss. I also know martial arts and will protect you well."

Shen Lu quickly replied, "Yes, this servant obeys." He then withdrew.

Wan Yue quickly said, "This servant will see Brother Shen off."

Yin Zijing nodded and watched the two of them leave. After they had gone quite a distance, Wanyue quickly called out to Shen Lu, whispering, "Brother Shen, please wait..."

Shen Lu stopped abruptly, looking at the person before him with suspicion. Wan Yue whispered, "The fact that Brother Shen and the young lady spent the night together has been seen and is known to others. Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince suppressed the matter, preventing it from spreading. If this had been used by someone with malicious intent, the young lady would either have committed suicide or spent her life in seclusion..."

Men and women should be different, and men and women should be respectful of each other. I'm sure Brother Shen understands this. For the sake of the young lady's reputation and the face of the Yin family, Brother Shen should be mindful of this. Besides, the Sixth Miss is someone the Emperor himself has chosen to marry the Crown Prince..."

Shen Lu was startled. He hadn't expected that saving the girl that night would also sow the seeds of trouble. Shen Lu quickly said, "Thank you for your advice, Miss Wan Yue. From now on, Shen Lu will never appear before Sixth Miss, and will only protect you in secret..."

Wan Yue nodded, gave a simple bow, and then returned to Yin Zijin's side, saying, "Miss, don't worry, Brother Shen has already gone back to rest. I saw it with my own eyes."

Yin Zijing nodded and smiled. Wan Yue looked at her pale face, her frail body revealing a touch of tragic beauty, which made Wan Yue's heart ache. She hesitated to speak, but had no choice but to, because Yin Zijing's small feet could no longer support her weight.

Wan Yue slowly said, "Miss, your feet need to be re-bound. You've been running and jumping these past two days, and your feet are bleeding. If it's not treated, I'm afraid you won't be able to bind them into three-inch golden lotuses in the future. If you have to bind them into four-inch or five-inch golden lotuses, then you'll be at a loss."

In the palace, the promotion of concubines and women in the royal residences is generally based on two factors: family background, talent, appearance, and character. However, it is also based on whether they have bound feet (three-inch golden lotuses). Generally, if they don't have bound feet, even if they have children, their rank will be very low..."

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