After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

We chose an inn.

Yin Huaixi shook his head and looked around.

Calling this an inn is an understatement; it's more accurate to describe it as a temporary resting place.

The song goes, "My thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind."

This dock is located in a mountain valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, which is a good way to hide the bandit camp from the imperial court.

Many cargo ships were moored above the deep pool; these were all looted and confiscated goods.

The river bandits don't use Han Chinese goods, nor are they used to them. These goods are then resold to Han Chinese who are in cahoots with the river bandit village. After receiving the money, they buy things from their own people according to their needs.

The shop owner was also a native of Miao territory, and Yin Huaixi noticed that he always trembled when facing Sang Che.

He also speaks haltingly.

He thought to himself that he must be afraid of the Gu poison that Sang Che was raising.

However, these people are quite sensible.

At least she wouldn't be disturbed while she was sleeping. Yin Huaixi leaned against the windowsill and started thinking about how to spread the news.

First of all, the Miao people in Miao territory cannot be trusted.

We must find a Han Chinese…

Even if it's a Han Chinese colluding with the Miao people, as long as enough money is paid, the other party has no reason not to spread the news.

After all, these Han and Miao people only established a relationship based on mutual interests, and there was no real affection between them.

It's all about money.

Nothing in this world can compare to the stability of a financial relationship.

"Is the view outside the window beautiful?"

Sang Che, who was sitting at the table, suddenly blurted out a sentence, and Yin Huaixi's fingers tightened, gripping the windowsill.

She suppressed the thoughts surfacing in her mind, smiled, and knew that Sang Che did not want her to leave her sphere of influence for too long.

That way, the unseen Sang Che would feel a strong sense of unease.

Yin Huaixi walked over with a cheerful stride. She shook her head, pretending to be nonchalant: "I was just thinking... since I'm out here to get some fresh air, I might as well go shopping later."

"Ah Che, you just stay here."

"So you don't get sunburned by the scorching sun outside."

Yin Huaixi spoke in a casual tone, but Sang Che could tell that she was scheming, her little schemes clattering away.

Sang Che wasn't annoyed as she ran her fingers along the rim of the warm teacup; she knew this was normal.

She forcibly bound Yin Huaixi to her side with invisible shackles. Yin Huaixi was afraid that her life would be lost in the wind, and that she would use Gu worms to harm her family.

But it's okay.

She would give Yin Huaixi enough time to breathe.

Sang Che had experienced this feeling of being imprisoned in an invisible cage when he was in the imperial city…

She could understand Yin Huaixi.

A small red snake emerged from Sang Che's sleeve at some point, swaying its tail and flicking its red tongue.

"Okay, go ahead."

Upon hearing that Sang Che was willing to let them pass, Yin Huaixi frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

Even if there's a pit of fire ahead, she has to go through it.

Yin Huaixi: "Okay, I'll leave now. I promise... I'll be back soon."

She's not as stupid as a pig.

Without a well-thought-out plan, even if she managed to escape the village, she wouldn't be able to get out of this deep mountain filled with poisonous insects.

Moreover, Yinyue River is in Miao territory. Even if heaven were to grant her permission to leave the deep mountains, she would be bound and dragged back by the Miao people halfway there.

At that time, Sang Che won't be so easy to talk to.

In the original story, what she hated most was being betrayed and deceived...

Just like the previous Miao king, after his defeat, he sent Sang Che to the court as a hostage.

When the court finally released Sang Che, the first thing she did without a word was to use a Gu poison on the Miao King to turn him into a mindless puppet for her to use.

This is why the current Miao king doesn't dare to show disrespect to Sang Che.

Even if the Miao King did not know the truth about the death of the previous Miao King, he should still be able to get a pretty good idea of ​​it.

Sang Che casually straightened her clothes, still smiling, and said gently to Yin Huaixi, "Go ahead, Xiao Ya'er will keep me company."

"I am not alone."

The little red snake rolled its questioning eyes, seemingly not believing its master's words.

I wonder who it is that keeps chanting about "destined marriage" to it endlessly at night.

Without further hesitation, Yin Huaixi slipped to the door, her joy almost overflowing and showing on her face.

Sang Che spoke again, calling her name. It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed Yin Huaixi by the neck, lifting her into the air like a kitten, and a sense of terror washed over her as she felt her feet had nowhere to land!

Yin Huaixi turned her head.

Ok.

Faced with such a beautiful face, even the most temperamental person couldn't muster the temper.

She really wanted to say—what's wrong now, my lady?

Sang Che remained calm and took out a bag of silver from her sleeve, holding it with her slender fingers and placing it on the table.

"When you go out to buy things, don't you take any loose change with you?"

Now that you mention it, it's true.

Yin Huaixi is now penniless, his pockets are emptier than his face.

Nothing will fall off even after taking a couple of steps!

Putting everything else aside, if it weren't for that strange atmosphere between Sang Che and her, Yin Huaixi admits that the way she's pulling out money right now...

He's really handsome...

Swaying her legs awkwardly, Yin Huaixi said embarrassedly, "It's not really appropriate for me to use your money like this..."

But her body language was more honest than anyone else's. Grabbing the money bag, Yin Huaixi wished she could count how much silver was inside right then and there.

She wasn't a money-grubbing little girl before, but after coming here, she lost even her freedom, so what was the point of talking about money?

To get out of here, you have to save some money; everywhere in the world, "you can't move an inch without money."

If her escape goes smoothly, but she runs out of money, the coachman and boatman will abandon her.

Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

Sang Che generously replied, "It's fine. If it's yours, you can spend it however you like."

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Is he really good at flirting?!

Her heart skipped a beat, and Yin Huaixi avoided Sang Che's bewildered yet clear eyes.

Damn it...

She had a feeling that she wasn't the one who was kidnapped, but rather that she had tricked Sang Che, this "blind but kind-hearted woman," into marriage and started spending his money smugly!

Wait, why is she starting to think about all this nonsense?

They must have been fooled by that face!

Falling into a honey trap is no good, so Yin Huaixi ignored Sang Che's expression and quickly slipped away.

The inn's room door was closed.

Only the small red snake remained, lazily perched on Sang Che's sleeve.

Sang Che gently touched the cool scales with his fingertips and slowly took out a delicate little dish, placing it on the table.

She twisted her fingertips slightly, and a winged insect crawled out, waving its antennae as it awaited its owner's command.

"Follow her."

"Then... keep an eye on any guys who seem like outsiders when they meet with her."

"Did you hear me?"

The insect wiggled its antennae, lightly touching Sang Che's fingertips, then spread its wings and began to vibrate with a buzzing sound.

It flew away.

With her slender fingers groping for support on the brown tabletop, Sang Che helped herself up and moved closer to the window.

Raising her hand, Sang Che smelled the lingering scent on her sleeve, as if Yin Huaixi were still beside her.

"Little Tooth... so this is what longing feels like?"

really weird.

Why did Sang Che miss Yin Huaixi's scent and warmth so soon after she left?

The little red snake didn't understand what its master was saying. It shook its tail in confusion, flicked its tongue, and echoed its master's words.

Standing by the window where Yin Huaixi had just stood, Sang Che reached out and touched the windowsill she had touched.

I started to wonder what true skin-to-skin contact felt like.

Would that make people feel happy?