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

After teasing Yin Huaixi, Sang Che returned to her serious demeanor as a Miao holy maiden.

She walked to the densely packed pottery jars, squatted down, and put her fingers into the dark mouth of the jars to feel for the outlines of poisonous insects. She picked out the unsuitable insects, intending to have them released back into the mountains.

Alternatively, they can be sun-dried or air-dried for medicinal use.

The quiet insect chamber was disturbed by the soft sounds coming from Sang Che's body.

As Yin Huaixi slowly touched the spot where Sang Che had just kissed her, an idea gradually popped into her mind.

Since Sang Che still harbors those feelings for her, just like in the original story, she has no choice but to temporarily sacrifice her charms and submit to his advances…

Pshaw, how can it be about compromising?

This is clearly a case of enduring hardship and biding one's time.

A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years!

The first and most crucial step is to familiarize yourself with the insects used to refine Gu worms in this insect room.

Yin Huaixi lowered her head and opened the animal husbandry manual. She thought that if she really escaped from here in the future, she would probably encounter a lot of Miao people.

If she knew the habits of these insects, she could avoid most of the dangers.

"Could you get me a clay pot?"

Sang Che turned her head, her gaze blank.

The direction they were looking at was the wooden frame in the distance, not the direction where Yin Huaixi was standing.

Seeing her pitiful state of being unable to take care of herself almost made Yin Huaixi suppress the thought that had just popped into her head.

You mustn't fall into the heroine's trap of tenderness!

Completely misled!

Otherwise, you'll lose both your heart and your body, losing both your wife and your army.

"Oh, the smaller one, right?"

Sang Che: "Yes, thank you."

Pretending to be nonchalant, Yin Huaixi walked up to the pottery jar, hugged it to her chest, and approached Sang Che.

With her palms outstretched in the air, Sang Che reached forward, groping. Seeing this, Yin Huaixi simply took her wrist and placed Sang Che's palms against the cool surface of the pottery jar.

Yin Huaixi said softly with a sigh, "Be careful, the jar is here, don't let it fall."

Upon receiving the pottery jar, Sang Che smiled, and the braid draped over her shoulder lessened the sickly impression she had initially given Yin Huaixi.

Yin Huaixi was not a martial arts practitioner, but Sang Che could tell from her footsteps, which sounded like those of an ordinary person, that she had studied basic martial arts.

It seems that, as she said, she did indeed come from a wealthy family.

With his fingertips touching, Sang Che seemed to be groping around aimlessly like a blind woman, but in reality, he was checking whether there were calluses on the back of Yin Huaixi's hands and the sides of her fingers.

Blindness in her eyes left Sang Che in darkness for extended periods, amplifying the perception of her other senses, especially touch, hearing, and smell.

In all her life, apart from the maids who served her, Yin Huaixi had never been touched like this by anyone.

It feels so smooth and delicate.

Yin Huaixi felt this was even more presumptuous than Sang Che's light kiss earlier.

But the man was truly blind, so Yin Huaixi couldn't easily shake off Sang Che's hand. She could only grip the pottery jar tightly and purse her lips.

Her voice trembled: "Your hands...did you just touch some bugs...I'm a little scared."

Hearing her say that, Sang Che became as obedient as a fawn, hugging the pottery jar and turning away.

The long skirt brushed against the ground, its intricate patterns highlighting Sang Che's noble status.

"Don't be afraid."

"They are very obedient to me and will not bite my guests with their venomous fangs."

Sang Che's assurance emboldened Yin Huaixi to approach her, and she squatted down as well, deciding to take the "gentle and understanding" approach.

This is to win the female lead's heart and allow the two to have more friendly interactions. In the future... if the female lead discovers that she is not dead but has just escaped, then she won't have to be torn to pieces by the female lead.

Throw them into the snake pit to feed the snakes.

His body was covered in pus, the poison took effect, and he was poisoned to death.

...

The Yin family.

The woman, holding a gauze fan, leaned against the daybed and put down her teacup.

Looking at the dusty, weary servant before him, he raised an eyebrow, a hint of worry creeping into his expression.

"Still no news from Huaixi?"

"This is the third day of your investigation. If you continue like this, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Upon hearing the master of the household say this, the servant kowtowed to the ground, large beads of sweat streaming down his face, his lips turning pale.

It was obvious at a glance that he hadn't slept for several days.

"Master, the last known news of the Third Miss was found on the main road outside Lingshui City that leads to... the Silver Moon River."

"We tried every possible way to interrogate the smugglers who had fled back from the Silver Moon River, but they refused to say a word to anyone."

"Please, Master, see the truth!"

Upon hearing the words "Silver Moon River," Yin Baishuang's expression suddenly changed.

Those unaware of the situation would certainly mistake Silver Moon River for a deserted, remote mountain wilderness. Only smuggling merchants would use it to expedite the delivery of goods and ensure their freshness.

That's why they took the risk of choosing to take a shortcut through the Silver Moon River by small boat.

The Silver Moon River route can save people ten to fifteen days of hiking.

Even so, more than 50% of the merchants dare not go there.

I've heard that the deep mountains of Silver Moon River are home to all sorts of poisonous insects and wild beasts, and even more so to mountain spirits that enjoy devouring human essence.

Many people know this, but only on the surface. Back then, when Yin Baishuang was escorting goods, she saved an old woman.

The old woman told her never to go to the Silver Moon River. She advised her to carry less goods and sell them for a lower price than to risk her life.

Because a group of people, even more terrifying than mountain spirits and monsters, live in the Silver Moon River. They seem to be born with the ability to control countless poisonous insects deep in the mountains.

They are usually elusive, hiding deep in the mountains. Unless someone deliberately provokes them and trespasses into their territory of Silver Moon River, they will not take action against smuggling merchants.

Yin Baishuang did not go with the merchant who invited her on the ship that time. She slowly followed the servants to escort the goods. When they arrived at Lingshui City, Yin Baishuang inquired and found out that the person who had invited her to ride the ship had disappeared for ten days to half a month.

Later, Yin Baishuang sold all the goods she had, and at a good price.

The next time she heard news of that colleague, it was because his family was preparing for his funeral. He had died without a complete body and could only be buried hastily in a cenotaph.

It was utterly desolate.

Not wanting her sister to end up like this, Yin Baishuang took a deep breath and instructed her servant, "Bring me the merchant who knows the situation. Tell him the Yin family of Lingshui wants to see him."

"If you don't come, don't even think about staying in Lingshui City."

The servant was startled and quickly stood up, bowing to Yin Baishuang: "Yes, Master."

As she watched the servant's figure disappear through the door, Yin Baishuang gripped her teacup tightly, watching the tea slosh around, and murmured to herself.

"Huai Xi..."

"How are you doing now?"

...

As Yin Huaixi was carrying the pottery jar out, she suddenly sneezed. Startled, she trembled and quickly covered the jar with her hand.

If these bottles and jars break...

She would have turned into a pool of blood on the spot!

"Did you not sleep well last night and catch a cold?"

Sang Che followed closely behind Yin Huaixi, listening to the clinking sounds of Yin Huaixi's accessories. She was like a blue butterfly following Yin Huaixi closely, never leaving her side for a moment.

Turning her head, before she could answer Sang Che's question, Yin Huaixi heard someone speaking in Miao language from around the corner.

The two Miao girls, who were laughing and chatting, immediately lost their smiles when they saw Yin Huaixi.

Puzzled, Yin Huaixi asked Sang Che, "What are they talking about?"

Sang Che's slender fingers rested on the pottery jar as he smiled gently at her.

"You and I are a match made in heaven."