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

The time we spent together.

Yin Huaixi had some understanding of Sang Che's suspicious and paranoid personality.

She didn't blush or her heart skip a beat.

"There is a woman at Lord Ah Shui's place."

"This scent is hers."

"Ah Che, didn't you know about this?"

The implied meaning.

She is innocent.

The smell was accidentally transferred; she didn't do it on purpose.

Faced with Yin Huaixi's composure, Sang Che smiled slightly.

Huai Xi's deceptive tricks are truly masterful; she's become incredibly skilled with practice.

Will I be able to really fool her in the future?

Sang Che: "Huai Xi, do you think I'm easy to fool because I'm blind?"

She reached out and grabbed the sleeve where Yin Huaixi and Zhao Huining had touched, clenching it in her palm.

With her clothes being pulled like this, Yin Huaixi felt uncomfortable all over. She subconsciously wanted to break free from Sang Che's hold, but then she caught sight of Miao people patrolling in the distance with curved knives.

That thought gradually faded away.

Even if she breaks free from Sang Che's control, she still can't escape Phoenix Cry Mountain.

"Ah Che, please don't do this... It's itchy... I feel terrible..."

The joy of successfully delivering the letter vanished instantly, replaced by thoughts of escape.

"She ran into you."

"Yin Huaixi, what are you saying that requires you to stand so close?"

Although the days spent imprisoned in the palace were unbearable, Sang Che did not waste those years.

Before she went blind, she was well-versed in books written by Han Chinese, from famous works to unofficial histories and anecdotes.

Sang Che even understood the refined "rules" that Han Chinese people often talked about.

The Han people were very particular about their behavior, and the servants in the palace were especially bound by shackles.

If it weren't for someone close to you, you would never act so recklessly.

He fixed his gaze on Sang Che's stern face.

Yin Huaixi belatedly realized that Sang Che's expression didn't seem like he wanted to skin her alive or tear her to pieces.

It's more like... like she's jealous.

The sudden thought that popped into her mind startled Yin Huaixi.

Sang Che ran his fingers over the fabric of Yin Huaixi's clothes, wishing he could keep this person by his side forever.

Why can't Yin Huaixi be as obedient and sensible as her children?

Stay close to her.

Don't you want to cross the border?

Sang Che: "You're doing this again."

"You always do this, Yin Huaixi. Let me tell you, no matter what tricks you play, you can't escape from under my nose."

Unruly and unreasonable, Sang Che grabbed Yin Huaixi's arm, and his nose almost hit Yin Huaixi.

A warm breath wafted over them as they faced each other.

Even the most good-tempered person can be provoked to their breaking point, and Yin Huaixi reached that limit.

She exhaled a breath.

He retorted, "Sang Che, are you jealous?"

"When you see me walking with other people, you become suspicious, you want to control me, and you wish you could lock me up?"

Am I right or wrong?

Hit the nail on the head.

Yin Huaixi spoke so bluntly that she left Sang Che with absolutely nothing, leaving him no room for doubt. A Cai, who was listening nearby, was terrified.

The last Han Chinese who spoke to the Holy Maiden like that is now being hung upside down in a cave as a breeding ground for Gu worms.

The bodies had all dried out.

Is Yin Huaixi really courting death?!

Even if you have the Saintess's favor, you can't openly go against her!

This is simply courting death...

Before A-Cai could finish imagining it, Sang Che admitted it first.

"Yes, as you said."

"I am jealous, so what?"

Without warning, her fingers intertwined with Yin Huaixi's, and Sang Che's fingers were tightly clasped together. She pulled Yin Huaixi's arm and pressed it against her pounding heart.

"We're a match made in heaven, Huaixi."

"No one can break us up."

"Not even you."

The idea of ​​planting a love potion in Yin Huaixi, which was initially suppressed in his mind, gradually loosened.

Sang Che rubbed Yin Huaixi's hand with his thumb, the unpleasant scent lingering around Sang Che's nose.

Rampage.

Did she really have to listen to the high priest? To plant a powerful love potion in this disobedient person before her?

That way she won't think about running away.

They won't always be around others and absorb their scent.

As the distance drew ever closer, Yin Huaixi was once again coerced, and she hesitated whether to give in.

But then Sang Che mentioned it again in his ear.

"If you really care that much about the Han Chinese woman that Ah Shui captured, I can turn her into a puppet today... to serve you."

"What do you think, Huaixi?"

These words were a blatant provocation. Yin Huaixi's chest heaved, and although she was furious, she still retained a sliver of reason.

"Sang Che, that's the medicine doll you gave her, how can you have the nerve to take it back?"

Sang Che chuckled indifferently, with a hint of obsessive morbidity that sent chills down one's spine.

However, her face also neutralized that eerie aura, making it hard to say whether she was a demon or a fairy.

"Ah Shui listens to me the most. Even though she likes that medicine man so much, if I ask her to do it herself... she won't hesitate at all."

"Huaixi, don't even think about getting in touch with her and conspiring together to leave this place and run away together."

Seeing that Sang Che was really going to make a move against that person, Yin Huaixi only had one option left: to attract all of Sang Che's attention.

She came up with a plan.

Without a word, she pressed her other hand down on the back of Sang Che's hand, gritted her teeth and used all her strength, gripping Sang Che's thin and delicate wrist until it left red marks.

"Sang Che, do you really have to do this?"

"Do you think that by using this method, I will give in to you?"

"Then you're mistaken!"

Pain coursed through her skin, but surprisingly, Sang Che wasn't annoyed or angry. Instead, she grew to like Yin Huaixi's defiant attitude more and more.

Huai Xi... that's really true.

He always manages to surprise her.

"Go ahead and kill her! I don't care at all, Sang Che... I just find you disgusting!"

He suddenly flicked her wrist.

The person in front of him staggered.

The silver ornaments clattered together, like the tinkling of a wind chime on the eaves.

"Yin Huaixi!"

"What do you want to do!"

A-Cai stepped forward to support the swaying Sang Che, staring incredulously at Yin Huaixi, who was about to rebel.

"I didn't want to do anything, but you forced me to..."

If hysteria can distract Sang Che from going to that person.

Yin Huaixi felt that even if he was chained up again, it wouldn't be a loss.

Sang Che was helped to her feet, and she raised her hand to touch her wrist, which had been pinched and left red marks.

A soft laugh.

"Huaixi...it seems you're still not being good."

"Disobedient children will be punished here."

I closed my eyes and steeled my resolve.

Yin Huaixi decided to add fuel to the fire.

Completely draw fire.

"Sang Che, don't you think you're being very...unreasonable and childish?"

"Come on! Do whatever you want to me. I'm your prisoner now, you can do whatever you want to me!"

After the aggressive tone, all that remained for Yin Huaixi was the whistling wind.

Seeing Sang Che's reddened eyes, Yin Huaixi felt a lump in her throat and her heart tighten for no reason. She couldn't say a word for a moment.

Was she...too harsh just now?

She wasn't worried about Sang Che; she was worried about provoking him too much.

Will her small frame be able to withstand it?