"Why is Physician Li coming so frequently?" Madam Li frowned, expressing her dissatisfaction that she couldn't immediately ruin Yin Qingyi's face.

"This servant has inquired and found out that the concubine's health was damaged during childbirth. If she doesn't take good care of herself, she may not be able to have children in the future. That's why we sent Physician Li to treat her," Li Zhongde told Li Shi the news he had learned.

"Was she ruined? That's such a pity. Why didn't she ruin it completely? That way I wouldn't have had to disfigure her face. Of course, I wouldn't go to a place where she can't lay eggs," Li said regretfully.

Li Zhongde remained silent. How could he possibly respond to such a statement? He even had a vague feeling that even if the concubine couldn't have children, the master would still go to her place, but he dared not say it aloud.

"Alright, let's wait a few more days then." Madam Li didn't expect Li Zhongde to respond. She understood that what Li Zhongde said made sense. This Physician Li was said to have excellent medical skills, and it would be really inappropriate if he found out that she had given him medicine.

Time flies, and Yin Qingyi's postpartum period is about to end. The storms in the backyard are about to hit her. Thinking about it, she is actually a little excited. She doesn't know if it's because she's been bored in Luoxuexuan for too long.

"This is the last bowl of medicine. Physician Li said that after drinking this dose, Your Highness will be fully recovered. Tomorrow you will be out of confinement, which coincides with the day for paying respects to your mother. Your Highness must take good care of yourself and not let others outdo you." Chunlan walked in carrying a bowl of medicine, handed it to Yin Qingyi, and said with a spirited expression.

“Our master is so handsome, who can compare? Chunlan, don’t be silly.” Xiao Jinzi teased from the side.

"Go away, what do you know! Master, please take a look and decide whether to wear this light red one, this deep red one, or this silver red one tomorrow?" Chunlan pulled out three qipaos and looked at Yin Qingyi with eager eyes.

"...Chunlan, I'm going to pay my respects. Otherwise, if someone else pays their respects to me, and you're all dressed in red, wouldn't the Fujin (wife of the emperor) glare at me?" Yin Qingyi looked at Chunlan, both amused and exasperated.

“No, Your Highness, Chunlan is right. This is your first time paying respects to the emperor in a year. Now that you are a secondary consort, you should naturally dress more formally. Otherwise, some people who don’t know their place might look down on you. Besides, on your first time paying respects as a secondary consort, all the concubines and maids will serve you tea.” Granny Qi agreed with Chunlan’s statement. This was Yin Qingyi’s first formal greeting as a secondary consort, so how could she be low-key?

"Then let me choose one, Granny. All these reds look the same to me, I really can't tell the difference." Yin Qingyi let them have their way since Granny Qi said so, but she wasn't good at choosing clothes. It wasn't that she couldn't distinguish the colors, but that she had difficulty making a choice.

“This old servant thinks that silver-red one is very nice,” said Granny Naqi, pointing to the silver-red one.

"Then let's go with this one." Yin Qingyi looked at the silver-red cheongsam, and to be honest, it really was quite beautiful.

The silver-red cheongsam exudes a low-key yet noble and reserved air. The material of the cheongsam is clearly of high quality, delicate and smooth like silk, shimmering faintly in the candlelight. It must look even more beautiful in the sunlight.

The peach blossoms embroidered on the cuffs are so lifelike that they seem to sway in the air as if real peach blossoms were blowing in the wind.

“Granny has such a good eye. This qipao was designed by the master himself and sent to the sewing room to be made,” Mingyue said from the side.

"Did Master Yinzhen draw this? No wonder it's so beautiful." Yin Qingyi looked at the qipao in surprise, never expecting that Yinzhen could actually draw women's qipao!

The others were equally surprised and gathered around the silver-red cheongsam to watch.

The next day, Yin Qingyi put on the qipao designed by Yinzhen and went to the main courtyard. Because the qipao was so gorgeous, Yin Qingyi had to match it with accessories.

Today, she wore a high-waisted hairstyle with orange-red tassels on both sides, and a sapphire butterfly hair ornament on her head. The butterfly wings and antennae trembled as Yin Qingyi walked, looking incredibly realistic. Her earrings were silver inlaid with turquoise.

To be honest, these ornaments were quite heavy on her head, and Yin Qingyi felt her neck was already sending out SOS signals. But everyone agreed that they looked good, so Yin Qingyi had no choice but to go out with this head full of decorations.

"Shouldn't Consort Yin be out of confinement by now? Has she forgotten that today is the day to pay her respects since she hasn't come to pay her respects for several months?" Madam Li couldn't help but speak sarcastically as Consort Yin hadn't arrived by the appointed time.

But there were only servants left here besides her. Song Shi and the concubines had gone on an inspection tour with Yinzhen, Geng Shi was too sick to get out of bed, and the Fujin (the wife of the emperor) had not yet come out. So she was all alone.

"What? Miss Li, are you missing me?" Yin Qingyi appeared at the door, having heard every word Li said.

Li turned to look at Yin Qingyi, and was stunned at first glance. Contrary to her expectations, Yin Qingyi's figure was not out of shape and her complexion was not bad. In fact, Yin Qingyi's face was more than twice as beautiful as before she had given birth, and her figure was curvaceous. Most importantly, her outfit was stunning!

In the morning light, Yin Qingyi's silver-red cheongsam shone brightly in the sunlight. The details of the cheongsam were exquisite, and you could see the skill and hard work of the person who made the dress!

As Yin Qingyi walked over, her qipao swayed gently with her steps, and the patterns on it seemed to come alive.

"What? Have you forgotten your manners after not seeing her for several months?" Yin Qingyi asked, raising an eyebrow at Li Shi, who was sitting blankly in the chair.

"You! Consort, may you be blessed!" Madam Li snapped out of her daze and tried to retort, but Liu Mei behind her quickly grabbed her arm. Madam Li then regained her senses, gritted her teeth, and stood up to curtsy, but her curtsy was far from standard.

"It seems that Sister Li's manners have deteriorated somewhat in the past few months." Yin Qingyi looked at Li Shi with a half-smile, standing still in front of Li Shi.

"What do you mean?" Madam Li looked at Yin Qingyi with displeasure.

“This seat shouldn’t be yours now. Doesn’t the master know the rules, and so does this servant?” Yin Qingyi said, then looked at Liu Mei behind Li Shi.

"Please forgive me, Consort." Liu Mei knelt on the ground, her face pale. Had she forgotten? She had reminded her when she came in, but the princess had simply ignored her.

"What happened? What did you do again, Li Shi?" The Fujin arrived late and asked Liu Mei, who was kneeling on the ground. Did the Fujin really not know anything? She saw everything that happened clearly from behind. She deliberately came in late!