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

Subconsciously, Yin Huaixi tried to break free from Sang Che's grasp, but no matter how hard she tried, her strength seemed to have been displaced, leaving her feeling weak and powerless.

"Huaixi, don't push me away."

"You told me to go find your second sister... but can't you... let me hug her?"

Sang Che's long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her soft, coquettish voice caused Yin Huaixi's rapid breathing to gradually come to a halt.

The bedroom fell silent instantly.

Yin Huaixi could clearly hear the clinking of silver ornaments on the Miao soldiers outside the wooden door.

Before I could even pull my thoughts back...

Moist lips, warm breath lingering on Yin Huaixi's neck.

Sang Che spoke slowly, "I've been wandering in darkness for so many days, and I finally woke up... Huai Xi, can't you spend more time with me?"

Based on Yin Huaixi's usual temperament, she wouldn't give Sang Che any kind look. Sang Che's pitiful pleas for mercy only made Yin Huaixi ignore her even more.

This time, however, Yin Huaixi did not press the issue aggressively, but instead used words as a weapon to defend her last shred of dignity.

Her fingers unconsciously gripped the messy fabric beside Sang Che's leg, while Yin Huaixi pinched her flesh.

"Be gentle."

"My body is only mortal... I can't withstand this kind of torment from you."

These two sentences, uttered softly from his thin lips, can be considered a tactful agreement to Sang Che's request.

Yin Huaixi didn't expect that someone who was almost dead from her injuries could cause any more trouble.

Conserve your energy and build up your strength.

That's what's essential right now.

"good…"

"I won't scratch you hard."

Sang Che gently brushed his cheek against Yin Huaixi's soft hair, and obediently moved away.

"By the way, did you take the medicine Little Tooth gave you?"

Thinking of the snow-white pill, Yin Huaixi pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

"I ate."

"That medicine works instantly, do you... have any more?"

The injuries on her body caused Yin Huaixi to toss and turn all night in pain. Faced with Sang Che's tenderness, she finally decided to surrender.

It's not that she lacks backbone, but rather that she genuinely wants an easier life.

If you want to sing a different tune, you need to have the energy to shout it out.

"have."

"However... Huaixi, that medicine is very precious. You have to offer something in return..."

Hearing Sang Che's patient and persuasive words, Yin Huaixi almost nudged her in the stomach with her elbow.

Frowning, Yin Huaixi turned her head.

"Ah Che, did you fall and go crazy?"

"You just woke up, and you're already thinking about doing that kind of thing?"

Can Sang Che at least tone it down a bit, or is she determined to uphold the core of the original work to the very end as the female lead of this indescribable novel?

"I'm not crazy, nor am I stupid."

"And he certainly didn't have the brains to run into a rock."

"I'm just asking for now, and I hope you'll fulfill your promise to me in the future, Huaixi."

Holding Yin Huaixi close, and gently inhaling her fragrance, Sang Che had no intention of letting go.

"At that time, Huaixi... you're not allowed to play dumb or deny it."

Having finally stolen a moment of peace, she really wanted to cherish it.

Savor it slowly.

...

Sang Che's bedroom is outside.

The shaman, the doctor, as well as Jiawan and Huahe, who had been dismissed, did not leave.

They remained silent, not uttering a single word.

"Let's go, Ah Shui."

"Now that she's awake for a while, she'll definitely want to take a good look at the person she absolutely has to save."

Hua He was used to it.

Despite her pale complexion and seemingly short-lived appearance, Sang Che has a single, serious illness that could kill an ordinary person, and is beyond medical help.

Chi You's bloodline has a long history, and although it is not as powerful as the ancient gods, Sang Che's self-healing ability is divine compared to ordinary people.

"You go first."

"I have something I want to ask A-Che."

Jiawan lowered her eyes, staring at the bracelet on her wrist that Zhao Huining had stayed up all night to make for her.

That was a unique craft of the Han people, and it was extremely time-consuming and laborious.

At that time, she could no longer tell whether Zhao Huining was sincere or just doing this reluctantly to please her.

But if it were truly unwilling, how could it be made so exquisitely small, making it irresistible?

Seeing Jiawan's worried expression, Huahe shook her head helplessly and coughed lightly.

"Ah Shui, there are countless people who need this medicine. If it doesn't work, we can switch to another one."

Why be so fixated on the Han people?

Jiawan glanced at her, her eyes touched. She hadn't expected Huahe to be willing to expose her scars, tearing them open again and causing them to bleed, just to persuade her.

Hua He's father was Han Chinese. Unlike Miao women who would abduct anyone they fancied and use love potions on them, Hua He's mother and father were mutually in love.

Huahe's father was the second son of a prominent family. After failing the imperial examinations repeatedly, he became disheartened and traveled to Lingshui City. There, he happened to run into Huahe's mother, who had slipped away to sell herbs.

What happened next was not particularly surprising.

It was exactly the same sweet soup described in storybooks, so sweet it made your teeth ache, except that it went sour towards the end.

Having spent several years selling herbs with Huahe's mother, the young master of a prestigious family couldn't bear it any longer and decided to take the imperial examination again.

This time, Huahe's father passed the high school entrance exam.

Shame before the snow.

To bring glory to the clan.

Hua He's biological father, who originally disliked Hua He's father, now doted on him. How could Hua He's mother, a Han Chinese, tolerate this?

They said they would leave the mother behind and keep the daughter.

Hua He's mother was kind-hearted, but when she was driven to the brink, she finally... used Gu worms.

A horrific tragedy that shocked the entire city is still a topic of conversation among ordinary people.

"You don't need to look at me like that, Ah Shui. Before my father changed his mind, he did treat me and my mother very well."

"But they are Han Chinese after all. They have principles of propriety, morality, and a sense of shame. They value social standing and the prosperity of their families... just like we Miao people venerate the great god Chiyou."

Hua He knew that Jia Wan was heartbroken, so she didn't describe Zhao Huining's motives in such an unpleasant way.

She feared that Jiawan, a naive child who had never left Fengming Mountain and had never experienced the wickedness and complexities of human nature, would not be able to withstand this shock.

Listen quietly to the end.

Jiawan's expression brightened, and she was no longer downcast.

She smiled slightly at Hua He, the spring sunshine bright and beautiful.

Hua He thought she had come to her senses, so she pressed on, "A-Shui, are you not sad anymore?"

If she's really not sad anymore.

It wasn't in vain that she stood outside the door for so long trying to persuade them.

Jiawan: "You're right. She's Han Chinese after all. She can't change her bad habits, but I can help her change them."

"What kind of damn Forget-Me-Not Gu is this? I'm not making it anymore!"

"From this day forward, I will refine the love potion to remove it. If I ever encounter that disobedient drug user, Ah Ning, again, I will definitely feed it to her."

"Let her know that messing with me will not end well."

He imagined that Zhao Huining would become incredibly obedient, stay by her side and never go anywhere, never think of deceiving her again, and escape with the outsiders.

Jiawan felt incredibly agitated.

对…

A-Che's decision was right.

If you like someone, you must plant a love charm in that person so that she won't grow legs and run away.

Hua He: "..."

Stunned, Hua He hadn't expected Jia Wan to completely misunderstand her meaning, and she almost rushed forward to explain.

But to everyone's surprise, Jiawan was like a fish in water, her braids swaying and jingling like silver bells.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared outside Sang Che's residence.

Her fingers froze in mid-air. Hua He reluctantly withdrew her hand, looked at the green bamboo outside the corridor, and sighed.

Why are they all so troublesome!

They won't turn back until they hit a brick wall!