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

In the towering mountains, a pair of black boots, stained with mud, strode swiftly, brushing past bushes and knocking down leaves.

"grown ups…"

"That ship has returned!"

"But... but there are no of our people among them!"

The man in the black, tightly bound robe knelt down, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed his head to convey the information he had gathered to Yin Qingyue.

Gripping the calligraphy brush tightly, Yin Qingyue rubbed her temples, staring at the official document that hadn't been finished for a long time, and sneered.

This is different from the file she got from the "Feather Guard".

Gu worms are just a secret technique.

In addition, they used a secret formula for avoiding Gu poison given by the imperial court's "Feather Guards," so in theory, even if the other side was a Gu poison expert, they wouldn't be able to detect it.

However, the other party, without her noticing, captured all of her more than ten highly skilled subordinates, without leaking a single word.

Even the birds didn't send any news.

That's suspicious.

Could it be that the village is hiding descendants of Chi You?

Otherwise... how could the art of Gu be so profound and unpredictable?

"I know, but please don't make a scene."

"Let someone hear it."

Set the brush aside.

Yin Qingyue took another sheet of letter paper.

"This matter... is beyond my control, and I must submit a letter to the Imperial Guard."

Upon hearing the adults mention "Feather Guards," everyone's faces turned deathly pale.

"My lord... the Feather Guards are not to be trifled with."

"They might not cooperate with you, sir!"

Knowing that her subordinates' concerns were not unfounded, Yin Qingyue felt helpless.

"I understand what you're saying, but now that things have come to this... it involves more than a dozen lives, and we can't delay any longer."

"Also missing this time is Lord Tian's niece. Zhang Chi, return to the Five Cities Garrison and give the letter directly to Lord Tian's subordinate so that he can pass it on to Lord Tian."

"At that time... the Imperial Guards should send a small team over."

"Let's see if they can break in."

Yin Qingyue was not a stubborn or headstrong person.

She assessed the situation and knew that she couldn't handle it herself, so she had to report it.

Otherwise... if her sister can't be saved, then her men probably won't be able to leave this place either.

A man named Zhang Chi waited beside Yin Qingyue until she finished writing the letter and sealed it with sealing wax.

He then accepted it with both hands.

"I will fulfill your command!"

Seeing his figure about to leave, Yin Qingyue called out again.

"Zhang Chi, take this sachet I'm carrying to ward off evil spirits, lest you fall for its tricks."

Yin Qingyue stayed on the banks of the Silver Moon River for a long time, and she could sense that Miao people would pass by from time to time.

However, most of them are Miao people who have communicated with the Han people, and they probably... have never even seen a Gu worm.

But if you want to leave the mountain, you still have to be careful.

If any virgin seedlings were to infiltrate the mature seedlings and follow them all the way, I fear the news might not even reach the imperial court.

They were about to be completely ambushed here.

Upon hearing the adult's instructions, Zhang Chi hesitated.

Yin Qingyue, however, gave him a direct order.

"I'm giving you this so you can fulfill your mission; don't shirk it."

"Let's go immediately."

Zhang Chi didn't say anything more, accepted the exquisite sachet with both hands, and nodded.

"yes!"

...

The candlelight flickered, blurring and overlapping the figures of the two intertwined individuals.

"I can let you see them, Huaixi... but don't even think about plotting anything with them..."

"Is that okay?"

Sang Che's fingers landed on Yin Huaixi's thin dress fabric, and he slipped his fingers inside to lift the veil.

She felt a pang of regret that she couldn't see Yin Huaixi looking so alluring now.

If only... my eyes hadn't gone blind.

I'll probably see her looking terrified yet restrained.

How delicious and tempting that must be!

"What...can I do in my current state?"

"Ah Che..."

"Do you think I can...save them all right under your nose?"

With her back against the cold floor, Yin Huaixi felt an extremely uncomfortable sensation in her ankles, as if they were restricting her freedom.

The hairpin used to hold her hair up had long since been knocked off and was lying scattered to one side.

"Whether you save them or not is irrelevant, Huaixi. I...I'm only worried that you'll leave my side."

Unexpectedly, Sang Che gave that answer, and Yin Huaixi deliberately feigned disdain and chuckled.

I wanted to continue trying to get more information out of her.

"If I release them all, what will you... do then?"

"You'll surely be furious and decide whether to kill me or torture me to death?"

Yin Huaixi's questions made it all too easy to guess her thoughts.

Sang Che pinched Yin Huaixi's earlobe with her fingertips, and she brought her lips close to her ear to give her a reply.

"Not good."

"I will keep you by my side, Huaixi... One day, I will see your face with my own eyes."

Before Yin Huaixi could answer Sang Che, she felt a chill on her neck as Sang Che's lips, which felt like they were covered in ice crystals, pressed against hers.

Reaching out and grabbing Sang Che's restless wrist, Yin Huaixi glared at her and demanded a promise.

"After this..."

"Will you... let me out?"

Sang Che nodded slightly, and she moved even closer, seemingly not wanting to leave even the slightest gap between them.

"meeting."

"You can see them for as long as you want."

With Sang Che's permission, Yin Huaixi's fingers gradually loosened, and she no longer stopped Sang Che's "actions".

With his nose bridge pressed against Yin Huaixi's chin, Sang Che gently rubbed against her, while she used her other hand to lift the outer garment off her shoulder.

She let her indigo dress slip down to her waist.

"I'm not lying to you."

"Huaixi... I'm not like you."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

She was determined to dedicate twelve hours every day to resisting that damned woman, Sang Che!

Just say what you want to say, why are you being so sarcastic!

And with such a face and such a frail body... saying such things.

That's absolutely outrageous.

"Wait... your hands are so cold."

"Won't we warm it up a bit?"

Unable to bear the cool sensation traveling across her burning skin, Yin Huaixi felt as if she were experiencing both ice and fire.

Sang Che was reminded by her words.

Slow down fingertip movements.

He pulled his hand back and raised it to suck on his middle and ring fingers.

He was panting heavily.

Yin Huaixi, craning her neck, saw Sang Che's actions, and her face immediately turned bright red.

"Is this... okay?"

The space was completely enclosed, dark, and devoid of sunlight, but Sang Che liked it very much.

The noise and commotion outside were shut out by a wooden door.

There's nothing here.

It was just her and Yin Huaixi.

Sang Che wasn't very skilled at this kind of thing, but her observational skills were amazing.

If Yin Huaixi reacts, Sang Che will pay attention and linger longer.

Sang Che only stopped when Yin Huaixi subconsciously patted her, and her body, which was being spread by the cold poison, gradually lost its coldness and regained its temperature.

Covered in a thin layer of sweat, Sang Che felt as if he had returned to a steaming medicinal bath, the warm water spreading across his skin.

She didn't bother to brush aside her sweat-dampened black hair before touching and kissing Yin Huaixi's body.

They did something so intimate.

According to the high priest, their relationship will improve afterward.

The souls and bodies of those destined for each other are drawn together.

Once contaminated.

They could never leave each other again.

...

My ankle hurts terribly.

Yin Huaixi knew without even thinking that his skin must have been chafed by the iron block.

But she couldn't call a halt.

At least we can't call a halt while Sang Che is still getting into it...

That would be too foolish.

That's what she thought, but when she couldn't help herself, Yin Huaixi wanted to swear.

A broken sound escaped from her throat. Sang Che leaned closer to her, his wet nose brushing against Yin Huaixi's chin.

Just as Sang Che was about to ask Yin Huaixi what she was saying, he heard her name.

"Ah Che..."

"Waaah... Ah Che..."