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

Yin Zijing strolled slowly through the small, exquisite garden in front of the house. After a while, his weak body quickly felt exhausted. When he saw a beautiful chaise lounge under the grape trellis, he lay down with a sigh of relief, leaning slightly to his side, closing his eyes and pretending to take a nap, while muttering to himself, "It's so much cooler outside..."

Standing to the side, Wan Yue gently reached out, carefully grasped the exquisite lantern, raised it high, and then carefully hung it on the shelf next to her.

The lanterns emitted a faint, warm glow, illuminating the surrounding dark corners and adding a touch of mystery and romance to the scene. Then, she whispered to Yin Zijing, "Miss, please rest for a moment. I'll go fetch the incense burner right away; there are quite a few mosquitoes here." After receiving Yin Zijing's permission, Wanyue tiptoed away, careful not to wake her mistress who was feigning sleep.

The garden was exceptionally quiet under the cover of night, with only the occasional chirping of cicadas, croaking of frogs, and the occasional barking of dogs in the distance. Accompanied by these sounds of nature, Yin Zijing gradually drifted off to sleep.

The moonlight shone on her serene face, as if draping her in a silver veil, making her appear even more beautiful and captivating. In this tranquil night, everything seemed so harmonious and beautiful.

Every now and then, pink petals would drift down like snowflakes, gently landing on Yin Zijing's pale pink dress. By the dim candlelight, Shen Lu looked into the distance and it seemed as if he were seeing a breathtakingly beautiful painting.

At this moment, Shen Lu was hanging from a thick tree branch, his eyes wide with astonishment as he stared at everything before him, completely stunned. Yin Zijing before him was like a fairy descended from heaven, breathtakingly beautiful. Shen Lu couldn't help but pull out a small booklet from his pocket, wanting to capture this beautiful scene forever with his paintbrush.

At this moment, Shen Lu had only one thought in his mind: to perfectly depict the beautiful scenery before him. He was completely focused on wielding his brush, unaware that he was violating a grave taboo. As a loyal bodyguard and secret guard of the Yin family, a lowly servant, he was attempting to draw his likeness.

After finishing the painting, Shen Lu stared at the beautiful scenery before him for a moment, then quickly crumpled the paper into a ball in secret...

Not long after, Shen Lu saw a tall, imposing man dressed in black walking towards Yin Zijing. The man slowly stopped in front of Yin Zijing and gently pinched the pink flower stuck to her hair with his fingers.

His deep, bright eyes no longer held the coldness and intensity of before, but were filled with an irrepressible smile, as comforting and pleasant as the warmest sunshine in spring.

When Shen Lu looked closely, he realized that the man in black was actually His Highness the Crown Prince! His appearance made the atmosphere around them tense, but at the same time added a touch of mystery and nobility to the whole scene.

At that moment, Yin Zijing didn't realize that the person standing in front of her wasn't the familiar Wanyue. She only felt an unbearable itch as a strand of hair brushed against her face, thinking Wanyue was joking. So, while giggling and trying to avoid her touch, she whispered, "Stop it, Wanyue, it tickles..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze—because he finally realized that the person in front of him was actually His Highness the Crown Prince!

Yin Zijing was startled and quickly stood up from the chaise longue. She gently pulled her small, bound feet closer together, then quickly adjusted her dress so that it just covered her feet.

She quickly bowed and said, "Greetings to Your Highness, I apologize for my rudeness. Your Highness's visit so late at night, is there anything I can help you with..."

Sheng Yixuan's once gentle and refined face was once again covered in frost, his eyes turning as cold as icy stars, his entire being seemingly transforming into an unmelting iceberg. He parted his thin lips slightly and said in a calm tone, "I've been exceptionally busy lately, entangled in numerous matters, and only now have I found some leisure. I wished to find a quiet place to rest, and after much thought, only Fu'an Temple seemed suitable. This place is tranquil and pleasant, perfect for a stroll to soothe my mind and body..."

"But Sixth Miss isn't fully recovered yet, how can she sleep outside?"

Yin Zijing tugged at the handkerchief in her hand and said with a smile, "I have to thank Your Highness for your help. I'm feeling much better now, but it's just that the summer heat is so stifling that I can't sleep in the house, so I thought I'd come out for a walk."

Sheng Yixuan smiled and said, "Zijin was so beautiful just now, like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice, and so innocent and without any sense of guardedness. Why are you so reserved now?"

You will marry me in the future, and we will be the closest people to each other at this time. We shouldn't be so distant. Since you can't sleep, why don't you keep me company for a walk?

Yin Zijing nodded and followed Sheng Yixuan forward. Yin Zijing rolled her big, bright eyes and said, "Has Your Highness opened your heart to me? I always feel that Your Highness is wearing a mask. Cold and aloof, like an ice cube."

Sheng Yixuan turned around, pulled Yin Zijing, who was following behind him, and walked alongside her. He smiled and said, "Then don't follow me anymore. If you want to understand me, don't be like those women in the harem, always so proper and dignified..."

As they were talking, two icy, sharp arrows suddenly shot out from nowhere, hurtling straight towards Yin Zijing and Sheng Yixuan like lightning! These two arrows were incredibly fast, carrying a fierce momentum, as if they intended to pierce through any obstacle. They drew two sharp arcs in the air, inspiring fear in everyone present.

Two different voices came from afar:

Your Highness, please be careful...

Sixth Sister, be careful…

In the blink of an eye! Sheng Yixuan had no time to think; he lunged forward and pulled Yin Zijing tightly into his arms. His movements were as agile as a cheetah, swiftly dodging a flying arrow. The other deadly arrow was blocked by a lightning-fast dart.

However, because he was holding Yin Zijing in his arms, Sheng Yixuan's movements were somewhat restricted, preventing him from fully unleashing his strength. Just as he was desperately dodging, a cold arrow grazed his arm, instantly splattering blood. A sharp pain shot through him, but Sheng Yixuan gritted his teeth, enduring the pain without pausing for a moment.

Before they could even catch their breath, a dense, rain-like barrage of arrows rained down, seemingly endless, leaving no room for escape! These arrows, as if imbued with life, shot straight towards their target with fierce momentum and a sharp whistling sound. Some flew with incredible speed, some were unpredictable, and some were cunning and ruthless; each one was filled with deadly threat.

He had only one thought in his mind: he absolutely could not let Yin Zijing get hurt! With unwavering perseverance and firm belief, Sheng Yixuan held Yin Zijing tightly and continued to weave through the rain of arrows...

Following the arrows came a dozen highly skilled and well-trained assassins charging in like wolves and tigers! They were agile and nimble, wielding various sharp weapons, and charged towards this place with menacing momentum!

At this critical moment, Shen Lu and Liu Jun, who were guarding the side, were fearless and led their men to quickly go forward and engage in a thrilling life-and-death struggle with the assassins!

In an instant, swords flashed and shadows danced, shouts of battle rose and fell. The two sides exchanged blows, neither giving an inch, and for a time it was impossible to determine a victor. However, facing the enemy's fierce and brutal attacks, Shen Lu and his men did not retreat an inch; instead, they fought with even greater ferocity!