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

Yin Huaixi: "..."

How could such a long string of words possibly mean that?

However, she did not intend to investigate further.

Sometimes, not knowing is better than knowing.

The Miao girl who was caught on the spot bowed to Sang Che, not daring to look the saintess in the eye.

They were indeed talking about how Yin Huaixi was born with such good fortune, that she was destined to be the Holy Maiden's husband.

But they didn't understand why the Holy Maiden didn't use "love potion".

It is perfectly natural for Miao women to use Gu worms.

If someone likes something, why not just force them to stay?

Is there really a need to worry about so many things?

As long as a love potion is implanted in her body, no matter how stubborn or inflexible a person is, they will willingly fall under the spell and become the saintess's plaything.

If I say go east, I will never go west; if I say go west, I will never go east.

...

"You all step back, I won't be angry with you."

As soon as Sang Che spoke, the two of them darted away like rabbits escaping a trap.

"Is the saintess just going to condone this?"

"Aren't you afraid that in the future, they'll climb all over you?"

After spending the morning with Sang Che, Yin Huaixi was almost used to the role of "gentle and understanding woman".

Hearing Yin Huaixi's words, Sang Che's smile never faded. She continued, "How do you know they weren't saying nice things?"

"Didn't you say you couldn't understand the Miao language?"

Sang Che then used her body to surround and block Yin Huaixi's few remaining escape routes.

Pressed for answers by a blind man, Yin Huaixi stopped beside the steps and honestly replied, "Do I even need to understand that?"

"If they had said nice things, they wouldn't have been so eager to run away."

Sang Che nodded in agreement.

Her lifeless eyes could no longer see the road ahead.

Just as he was about to step down, Yin Huaixi reacted quickly and grabbed Sang Che's indigo sleeve without saying a word.

She pulled the person into her arms.

"There are steps ahead; I'll lead you there."

With his nose pressed against the edge of Yin Huaixi's clothes, Sang Che took a deep breath and smelled the familiar scent of the village, the aroma of herbs, and an indescribable faint fragrance.

It's like an incense blended together from several precious spices.

Based on how much each ounce of this medicinal herb sells for, Sang Che can conclude that Yin Huaixi's family must be quite wealthy.

If you keep walking straight ahead outside the Silver Moon River, there will be a prosperous city. Sang Che thought that he would send his spies out to investigate which noble families had lost their young ladies.

Then they would be able to find out about Yin Huaixi's background and family situation.

Sang Che doesn't like to use other people's interests to blackmail them; that's too low a tactic.

However, things in this world often don't go as planned.

Often, the more inferior the method, the more effective it is.

If the tactic of touching people's hearts doesn't work, there's nothing Sang Che can do.

She could only remove the "love potion" and bury it in this person's heart, making her completely hers.

Realizing that the person buried in his chest hadn't moved him, Yin Huaixi's breathing became heavier, and his waist tightened.

"A saintess?"

Upon hearing this address, Sang Che feigned confusion and groped her way up to the railing.

"I'm sorry, my disabled body has caused you trouble, hasn't it?"

Yin Huaixi shook her head. If she hadn't been holding the large pottery jar in her arms, she might have subconsciously taken Sang Che's hand.

Before she turned evil, the female lead was quite innocent; we can't force the plot events that didn't happen later onto her.

That's so rude.

"It's alright."

"We...we should hurry and take the contents of this earthenware jar to Doctor Hua."

As Yin Huaixi listened to the faint crackling sounds coming from the jar, it felt as if countless insect legs were crawling on her skin.

He quickly took two steps down.

Yin Huaixi turned her head and saw that Sang Che, who had been walking steadily, was unusually cautious when facing the steps.

As the saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, twice shy."

Yin Huaixi immediately thought that Sang Che might have fallen on the stairs before, and learned his lesson, hence his slow movements.

Her mind was preoccupied with quickly dealing with the earthenware jar containing the insects, so she hurried back.

"Your Holiness."

"If it's inconvenient for you, you can put your hand on my belt, and I'll lead you."

Yin Huaixi grabbed Sang Che's wrist urgently and put it around her waist.

Only after confirming that Sang Che's fingers were indeed tightly hooked around her belt did Yin Huaixi breathe a sigh of relief. She took a deep breath, ignoring the discomfort of Sang Che's fingertips pressing against the soft flesh of her lower back.

Lift your foot and walk forward.

This time we walked much slower than last time.

Sang Che's fingertips touched that warm spot. She bent over, her nose almost touching Yin Huaixi's shoulder. Sang Che said softly, "It's too formal for you to always call me that."

"How about you call me A-Che?"

He paused in his steps.

Yin Huaixi almost fell down the stairs.

Calling someone by their nickname is an extremely ambiguous thing.

Besides, Sang Che is no ordinary person. If she dared to shout like that, wouldn't she be chopped into mincemeat by those Miao people who worship Chi You as a god?

Sensing Yin Huaixi's hesitation, Sang Che's tone was slightly disappointed. She didn't let herself show too much, controlling her emotions with ease.

"If you're unwilling, then forget it."

Having made up her mind to start increasing Sang Che's favorability, Yin Huaixi gritted her teeth.

You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.

Go ahead and yell!

As long as it's not in bed, it's fine!

She turned around and straightened Sang Che's posture, then called out "A-Che".

Sang Che nodded and responded in kind.

...

The two walked slowly until they arrived at Hua He's residence.

Hua He, who had overslept during her afternoon nap, pushed open the door and saw two figures slowly walking towards her from outside the corridor.

Hua He crossed her arms and slightly tidied her loose black hair. Her long green dress swayed in the wind.

His features regained their clarity.

"What brings you here this time?"

The probing look in her eyes seemed to see right through Sang Che and Yin Huaixi.

With a light clap of her hands, Hua He suddenly realized what was going on and said cheerfully, "Huai Xi, you've already taken action?"

"It seems the books I gave you as your master were useful after all."

Yin Huaixi handed over the large earthenware jar in his hand without expression.

"Here, these are the medicinal herbs you need."

Before Hua He could react, she turned around and handed the pottery jar from Sang Che's hand.

He stuffed it all into Huahe's hands.

Holding two large earthenware jars, Hua He looked at Sang Che, completely baffled as to why the dignified Miao holy maiden would accompany Yin Huaixi to do such trivial things that only servants would do.

Previously, it was Sang Che's maid who delivered medicine to her; it was hardly her place to grace her with her presence.

Have we become this sticky after just one day?

Hua He turned around and placed the pottery jar on the coffee table in the room.

She reached out in confusion, and before Yin Huaixi could react, she placed two fingers on Yin Huaixi's wrist, wanting to feel whether Yin Huaixi had been secretly infected with a love potion by Sang Che.

"What...what are you doing?"

Yin Huaixi was as alert as a cat.

She stepped back and bumped into Sang Che's shoulder again. Sang Che reached out to support Yin Huaixi.

However, the place where her palm was placed was close to Yin Huaixi's upper waist, which was Yin Huaixi's sensitive area.

Yin Huaixi couldn't stand it at the slightest touch.