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

To be questioned like that.

Yin Huaixi's heart was pounding wildly.

Having been by Sang Che's side for so long, even the slow-witted girl could sense that Sang Che was genuinely unhappy because of her actions just now.

That's just how people are. They seem innocent and naive on ordinary days, but when they really get angry, they become "pure evil with no innocence."

"I just took a nap, and you came right up to me as soon as I opened my eyes. How could I not be scared?"

"Besides... when have I been avoiding you?"

Even if she wanted to escape from this bath, there was nowhere for her to go.

Hearing her explanation, Sang Che hesitated as she leaned forward. Her nose brushed against Yin Huaixi's sensitive neck, and she smiled slightly.

"Are you really not avoiding me?"

"Huaixi... but I feel like your heart wants to run away."

The distance between them vanished, and Sang Che's unfocused eyes could not meet Yin Huaixi's evasive gaze.

Just being this close was almost unbearable for Yin Huaixi. She dared not imagine whether Sang Che would truly be bewitched by those eyes if he could actually see them.

"So what if you want to run away?"

"I can't go anywhere right now unless you're holding me captive."

Offer your wrist.

Yin Huaixi simply took the initiative to grab Sang Che's hand and place it on his wrist.

Yin Huaixi calmly let her fingers grasp her wet wrist.

The touch of skin felt like sparks flying. Sang Che was stunned, and she couldn't help but place a kiss on Yin Huaixi's cheek.

From initial resistance to gradually closing her eyes and enjoying the fleeting moment, Yin Huaixi suddenly felt a little unsatisfied after Sang Che left.

My heart feels tingly and itchy.

It was as if she didn't reject Sang Che's touch at all, but rather wished that Sang Che would continue to act recklessly.

Yin Huaixi felt a slight disgust at this physiological reaction; she didn't understand what was wrong with her.

Why do I suddenly have this misconception about Sang Che?

It must be because I've been single and lonely for too long that even a cat seems handsome to me.

Moreover, Sang Che, who is extremely handsome in the original work, is also very attractive.

He hastily washed himself clean.

Yin Huaixi hurriedly made up an excuse, saying that she would faint if she soaked in the water for too long, and immediately got up.

Go on like this.

Yin Huaixi was certain that if Sang Che used even a little trick, she would probably really lose control and become infatuated.

The feeling of not being able to control myself and having my mind in complete chaos is awful.

"Huaixi, no... please help me?"

"I can't get up by myself."

...

Since following Sang Che, Yin Huaixi's daily routine has consisted of listening to Sang Che mutter her name and ordering her around.

Unable to bear Sang Che's clinginess any longer, Yin Huaixi would occasionally snap and say, "Don't you...have your maidservant?"

"I can't handle all of this by myself."

It's not that we're truly too busy.

"Slacking off" is a skill that not everyone can learn.

"Yes, you can ask them to do these trivial tasks you have on hand."

"Huaixi, all you need to do is stay by my side."

Lifting a stone only to drop it on one's own foot—an eternal law, unchanging throughout history.

Yin Huaixi was tricked by herself again, resulting in... now she personally handling all the trivial matters around Sang Che.

They were practically ready to give me the cold shoulder while washing my underwear!

...

They weren't even properly dressed.

Yin Huaixi could only walk back hastily. She grabbed a towel and reached out her hand to Sang Che, who was still in the bathtub.

As his hand was willingly taken, Sang Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled broadly.

Naked and completely at ease, Sang Che stepped out and onto the edge of the bathtub.

Water droplets fell like rain, pattering down and wetting the floor.

Even though she spent every day and night with Sang Che, Yin Huaixi still couldn't get used to Sang Che's unabashed actions.

She gripped the towel tightly, trying not to look at Sang Che... but her eyes couldn't help but steal glances.

"You...you can stop this, even though we're both women, but..."

Even married couples aren't always inseparable.

"Is that right?"

Upon hearing Yin Huaixi's remarks, Sang Che slowed her barefoot steps, lost in thought.

"Yes, I've heard the High Priest say that you Han Chinese value harmony and respect in your marriage. Sometimes, you become partners not because you love each other so much, but simply because the other person is a good match."

These words are not a fallacy.

Yin Huaixi nodded, thinking that if she followed Sang Che's line of thought, maybe she really wouldn't have to squeeze in with Sang Che tonight.

At worst, I'll just sleep on the floor.

At least... being pinned down on the bed and handcuffed on the spot is much better!

Yin Huaixi: "Yes, being together all the time... doesn't allow you to properly cultivate your relationship. You need to maintain a proper distance from each other. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, you understand that principle, right?"

Pressing a dry towel onto Sang Che's shoulder, Yin Huaixi's abacus beads clicked loudly, but Sang Che wasn't so easily fooled.

But she didn't want to expose Yin Huaixi's interest, so she changed the subject and let Yin Huaixi busy himself with wiping her body.

Her fingertips hooked through the wet, black hair, weaving it in and out, smooth and slippery.

Sang Che said, "That's your Han Chinese custom. We Miao people don't do it that way."

"You either like it or you don't; there's no need to overthink it."

With her body wrapped in a thin veil, Sang Che sensed that Yin Huaixi had finished dressing her and immediately reached out to hug Yin Huaixi.

Before she could react, Yin Huaixi gripped the wet towel tightly with her fingers. Her body swayed, and she almost fell down along with Sang Che.

"I like you."

"We're going to be inseparable... glued together...nothing can separate us."

He was bent over.

Yin Huaixi was supporting the weight of Sang Che's body. If Sang Che hadn't been so light, Yin Huaixi estimated that with her small frame, the two of them would have fallen to the ground if Sang Che had pressed down on them.

"Ah Che..."

"You...don't do this...I can't breathe."

Her soft breasts were pressed together, drawing Yin Huaixi's full attention.

Who hugs and cuddles right after taking a shower? Aren't they afraid of things going too far as adults?

"No, I like it this way."

Sang Che wrapped her arms around Yin Huaixi's waist, tighter and tighter, and she buried her whole body in Yin Huaixi's arms, clinging to him tightly.

...

After finally getting the person to the bedside, Yin Huaixi was exhausted and covered in sweat.

She harbored doubts, suspecting that Sang Che had done this on purpose…

They deliberately wanted to keep her from having any peace, to make her emotionally turbulent.

Besides, she can't bar her teeth and act fiercely towards Sang Che like she did when she was captured at the inn.

To vent my anger.

Now, to save these people's lives, she has to find a way to get them out of there.

Or perhaps it would make my second sister realize that something was wrong.

Yin Qingyue is always very cautious. The fact that she only sent out a dozen or so spies means that she had sensed a change in the wind and changed her strategy.

But... Sang Che still played along, interfering and luring her into his trap.

The letter that followed wasn't written by Yin Qingyue's subordinates; it was written specifically for her by Sang Che.

The letter was switched without her noticing, and Sang Che... was like a "god" with countless eyes, watching her every move.

That day, Yin Huaixi asked them if their second sister had made any preparations for a rainy day.

The answer was what Yin Huaixi wanted.

Her second sister will come to save her.

There's a backup plan.

As long as she endures it.

Once the imperial court realizes that "Yu Tang Su" has disappeared, they will naturally send imperial guards to rescue her in a hurry.

"Huaixi, what are you thinking about?"

"Aren't you going to come and sleep with me?"

Sang Che's clear voice came from inside the tent, startling Yin Huaixi.

Through the thin veil, she reluctantly agreed.

Resigned to her fate, she pulled back the bed curtains, lifted the covers, and lay down.

Before she could even turn over, Yin Huaixi was tightly embraced by Sang Che…