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

The light food was served quickly.

A faint fragrance of locust blossoms filled my nostrils.

Looking at the familiar pastries, Yin Huaixi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Could it be that Sang Che has even captured the spies sent by the eldest sister from Fengming Mountain Village these past few days?

"Isn't this your favorite food? I asked the vendor to make it for you. How does it taste?"

Sang Che pushed the brown ceramic plate forward with her slender fingertips, her lips slightly pursed, still with a faint smile.

Looking at it... sent a chill down my spine.

"You...you won't... him..."

Yin Huaixi looked up, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Sang Che reached out and picked up a piece of pastry. She didn't eat it, but simply inhaled the faint scent of locust blossoms.

"Don't worry, I didn't kill him."

"We didn't turn him into a puppet, nor did we use him as nourishment for venomous insects."

I took a bite of the pastry.

The delicate, fresh flavor melts in your mouth, the floral and glutinous rice aromas blend together, making it a truly rare and delightful dessert.

"Huaixi, I always keep my promises as long as you ask me."

"I won't touch them."

Thinking of the insults hurled at her by those lackeys of the imperial court, Sang Che thought helplessly that her temper was getting better day by day.

In the past, Sang Che would not have simply thrown them to the Gu worms to be eaten clean and die.

The word "they" has a profound meaning.

Yin Huaixi silently ate two pieces of pastry, but choked on them. Taking advantage of the opportunity to pour tea, she then asked the question.

"Ah Che...how many people have you arrested?"

As expected, Yin Huaixi eventually couldn't hold back and asked her.

Sang Che shook his head slightly, making a crisp, silvery sound.

"It's a secret."

"Huaixi...didn't I tell you?"

"If you want something, just exchange it with me."

Knowing she couldn't hesitate as much as last time, Yin Huaixi reached out and placed her hand behind Sang Che's ear, her thumb pressed firmly against Sang Che's face.

Sang Che did not move either.

She remained calm and let Yin Huaixi do as she pleased.

I want to see what other tricks Yin Huaixi can come up with.

With her thin lips parted, Yin Huaixi still had the fragrance of tea lingering between her lips and teeth. She didn't care about anything else and took a sip.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Sang Che could clearly feel Yin Huaixi bite her lip.

The force was not heavy, but it was not light either.

It's like... playing around and roughhousing, but going too far.

They're up to their old tricks again.

Sang Che wasn't angry; this pain was perhaps a form of venting for Yin Huaixi.

But for her, this pain was nothing compared to an ant bite.

When Sang Che first came into contact with the poisonous insects, as soon as she reached out her hand, eighty percent of the insects were afraid of the Chi You bloodline on her body, and they all shrank their wings, dared not move, and pretended to be dead.

However, there are occasionally rebellious individuals who concentrate all their venom in their needles, attempting to fight to the death.

This long-lost feeling washed over him, and Sang Che thought to himself as he gently kissed Yin Huaixi's thin lips.

Huaixi... really does resemble her babies.

It can't be accomplished overnight; it has to be done gradually.

Slowly taming... slowly cultivating into a "Gu".

...

The kiss was so intense that Yin Huaixi almost couldn't breathe; she was breathing rapidly.

Her eyes were already moist.

She had subconsciously bitten Sang Che's lips, and she wondered if Sang Che would slap her when she got up.

"Is that enough?"

"Or... do you want more?"

Yin Huaixi stared at Sang Che, ignoring the glistening stains on her lips, and took a deep breath to calm her racing heart.

He gave a silent warning.

We must not fall into Sang Che's trap!

"If you're willing to give it, I'm naturally willing to take it."

"Huaixi, do you really care that much about the lives of those people?"

"It really makes me... jealous."

Sang Che remained leaning forward, showing no intention of moving away. Thinking of how "indestructible" this group of people seemed, she couldn't resist releasing a Gu into them.

Let them fight amongst themselves and hate each other.

They blamed each other.

Peace will not prevail.

"They were sent to find me; this matter started because of me... I cannot stand idly by."

"You just need to send them out... whatever you want, I'll do it for you."

Seeing Yin Huaixi's urgency, Sang Che pressed his index finger against the tip of her nose and shook his head.

"I won't let them go so easily."

"To be able to work in the Five Cities Military Command, your family must be powerful."

"Taking such a great risk to rescue you, Huaixi, is this what you meant by being unloved?"

Unexpectedly, the lie was exposed so easily, and Yin Huaixi was stunned.

As expected... Sang Che, as the female lead, is not so easily fooled.

She should be more careful next time she speaks!

"If I don't let them go for too long, the emperor's dogs will definitely come after us."

"But if I let them go too soon, and they reveal things they shouldn't have, then...would I become your prisoner?"

She smiled sweetly.

Sang Che uncovered just the tip of the iceberg of Yin Huaixi's little scheme. She understood that if the Five Cities Garrison truly handed this matter over to the "Feather Guard," it would reach the highest levels of the court.

Then things will get tricky.

Seeing that Yin Huaixi had gradually stopped moving, Sang Che reached out and used his thumb to caress the lips he had just sucked.

Her body was once again enveloped by waves of cold, making it hard to breathe.

"Huaixi, don't worry."

"I won't kill them."

Without dodging Sang Che's movement, Yin Huaixi's trembling fingers pressed against the back of Sang Che's hand, her eyes filled with suppressed resentment.

"May I go out?"

"May I...see...them?"

This request is excessive.

Most people wouldn't dare to agree.

Sang Che, however, seemed completely indifferent.

"sure."

She pressed her forehead against Yin Huaixi.

"However, Huaixi, you'd better not think about anything unrealistic..."

"Because I have already planted a curse on them. If I don't remove the curse, they will die suddenly as soon as they leave this place."

She smiled gently.

Sang Che seemed to be used to this kind of thing, while Yin Huaixi's heart pounded and she felt a chill run down her spine!

Looking at Sang Che's face, Yin Huaixi frowned but before she could reply, she noticed that Sang Che's body was trembling abnormally.

This situation... is very similar to how Sang Che suffered from concurrent cold poisoning at night.

Yin Huaixi didn't have time to think too much and reached out to press down on Sang Che's slender wrist.

If Sang Che really kicks the bucket, she'll probably be locked up in this dark, sunless place for the rest of her life.

Her fingertips were enveloped in icy coldness, which climbed up Yin Huaixi's arm and invaded her internal organs.

Yin Huaixi withdrew her hand.

"You...you've had another episode?"

Not wanting to be seen in such an embarrassing state by Yin Huaixi, Sang Che braced herself on the table with her palms, her long black hair obscuring her face.

That face, which looked incredibly clear, had a sickly and eerie smile.

Sang Che spoke calmly about her illness.

"Emotional instability...can worsen the condition."

"It's nothing serious."

It's gotten this serious, and you're still saying it's not a big deal?

Even if Sang Che is on the verge of death, with one foot in the grave, is he still so stubborn?

"Then why don't you go take your medicine? Staying here will only make you more miserable."

Unable to bear seeing Sang Che's increasingly unpleasant expression, Yin Huaixi turned her head away.

She took a deep breath and cleared her mind of all thoughts.

"Take your medicine..."

"Huaixi... there is no cure for my illness."

Suddenly, Yin Huaixi's chin was pinched by Sang Che's cold fingertips. Her fingertips pressed against her, and she breathed softly, saying something.

"Only you can solve this."