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

Yin Zijing's eyes were filled with terror as he stared at Granny Zhou before him, a primal fear rising within him that was hard to describe. In that instant, he felt a sharp pain shooting through his little foot again.

These past few days, he has been recuperating, and things have been going relatively smoothly. Wan Yue is not very old, but she gets along very well with him, and the two have pleasant conversations. And thanks to Wan Yue's careful care, his bound feet are no longer so severely restricted, and the pain has subsided considerably.

Yin Zijin quickly asked, "Why is it you? Where is Third Uncle? Where is His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Granny Zhou replied with a smile, "Miss, Third Master and His Highness the Crown Prince are in the outer room! We just arrived. After taking your pulse, Third Master went to the outer room to take His Highness the Crown Prince's pulse."

Seven or eight days passed, and the refugees outside gradually settled down, making the roads much safer. The lady was worried that the young lady would be alone at Fu'an Temple with no one to take care of her, and insisted that we come to look after her…”

Yin Zijing lifted the thin quilt, preparing to get up. Granny Zhou quickly helped her out of bed. Ruhe brought over the clothes and embroidered shoes that had been placed there. Granny Zhou helped Yin Zijing put on a green strapless ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with a light gauze jacket over it. An antique jade bracelet adorned her fair wrist, and a love knot was tied around her waist. Dark blue gauze draped over the sleeves. The strapless ruqun was made of pure silk, and the embroidery on the light gauze jacket was exquisitely detailed, a double-sided embroidery of butterflies playing among flowers. The butterflies on it were so lifelike, they seemed about to take flight.

These clothes must have been brought from the Yin residence by Granny Zhou. The four great families wield real power and have existed for over a century. It can be said that the young ladies of the four great families are comparable to princesses in the imperial palace, extremely noble. Even the daughters of concubines are not as good as ordinary people...

Afterwards, Granny Zhou styled Yin Zijin's hair into a simple bun, with a green butterfly pinned to each side of the bun.

After washing up, Yin Zijin hurriedly went out and saw her third uncle sitting on a stool next to the low couch. He was wearing a black undergarment and lying on the low couch, covered with a thin quilt. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely, but at least he was conscious.

Yin Zijing took a few steps forward nervously, but still mindful of Zhou Mama beside her, she walked over with gentle grace, her small feet hidden inside her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), not revealing a single bit.

Yin Zijing asked with some concern, "Third Uncle, what's wrong with His Highness the Crown Prince? Zijing sucked out the poisonous blood from His Highness's body last night and cleaned the wound. Why does His Highness seem to be in such bad shape?"

Looking at Yin Zijing before him, Yin Gui said with a hint of admiration, "This poison is extremely potent. Fortunately, Zijing dealt with it in time. Otherwise, His Highness the Crown Prince's life would have been in grave danger."

However, this poison is potent, and the remaining toxins are difficult to eliminate. I have already given His Highness the antidote pills I made myself, and I have also written a prescription. I have just sent Shen Lu to get the medicine.”

Then, Yin Gui poured a small white pill from a small porcelain bottle next to him and placed it in Yin Zijing's hand, instructing her, "Zijing, if you take this, it will still affect you as you suck out the poison for His Highness the Crown Prince. This pill is made of dozens of precious medicinal herbs and will be good for your health."

Yin Zijing nodded and swallowed the pill. Seeing that Sheng Yixuan was not dead, she was relieved: "I am relieved that His Highness the Crown Prince is safe. I will go back now."

Yin Zijing bowed, her gaze falling on Sheng Yixuan, who nodded slightly. She then left the room quietly with Granny Zhou and Ruhe.

Back at their lodgings, they found several large trunks inside. Granny Zhou instructed, "Miss, please rest for a while. This old servant and Ruhe will tidy up your things."

While tidying up, Granny Zhou started rambling again: "Miss has been learning etiquette for so long, and today this old servant saw that Miss performed very well in front of His Highness the Crown Prince."

However, young ladies should not have close contact with men. Even if it is His Highness the Crown Prince, your future husband, you should not spend the night with another man. You are a young lady and should be mindful of your reputation, and even more so of the reputation of the Yin family. If you are taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, where will the Yin family's reputation be?

Oh! Right. This old servant noticed that the young lady's feet haven't been properly bound yet; I'll bind them properly for her tonight. Also, this old servant brought a fine set of things; I'll give them to the young lady to use tonight..."

As dusk fell, after finishing her meal, Yin Zijin felt uneasy and instructed Ruhe, who was standing beside her, "Ruhe, go to His Highness the Crown Prince's residence and ask if the palace has sent a physician."

Upon hearing this, Ruhe, who was pouring flower petals, milk, and lotion into the bathtub, quickly replied, "Yes, Miss, I'll go right away."

"Girl, the water temperature is just right, you can take a bath now..."

Granny Zhou removed the hair ornament from Yin Zijing's head, and her jet-black hair cascaded down instantly. Yin Zijing spread her arms, letting Granny Zhou drag her naked. This was something Yin Zijing had always been told since childhood: the young ladies of the four great families were comparable to princesses in the palace and had to get used to being served by servants.

But Yin Zijin still felt strange. She climbed the steps with her slender feet, tested the water temperature with her toes, and then sat down in the bathtub.

Granny Zhou quickly bathed Yin Zijing and, for the sake of convenience later, dressed her only in a red mandarin duck-patterned bodice. Below, she wore a pair of trousers that Zhang had made for her.

Granny Zhou placed Yin Zijing's small feet on the foot-binding stool, first pouring a little fragrant osmanthus oil onto her hands, then applying it to Yin Zijing's feet. Using the stool and Granny Zhou's own strength, she pulled and bound Yin Zijing's feet tightly, layer by layer…

Yin Zijing felt fortunate that a white cloth was stuffed in her mouth, otherwise her screams would have been heard from a great distance. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, and she gripped the bed curtains tightly with both hands, hoping this torture would end quickly.

After wrapping her up, Granny Zhou seized the opportunity to put on Yin Zijin's slippers and helped her walk for a quarter of an hour.

Within that short period of time, Yin Zijing felt completely exhausted and collapsed onto the bed, utterly drained.