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

Yin Mansion.

Yin Baishuang looked at the woman leading a group of men in black sitting in front of her. She felt uneasy, but she remained calm and composed as she brewed and poured tea for herself.

"Sir, have you come to see me because it is something important?"

The woman in the black robe held a dark scabbard, her face remaining expressionless.

It's unclear what their intentions are.

"Don't ask me that."

"Anyway, is your third sister Yin Huaixi?"

The woman reached out and took the teacup that Yin Baishuang pushed towards her, and drank it down in one gulp without any hesitation.

He was not afraid at all that Yin Baishuang might do something to the tea.

"Yes, everyone in Lingshui City knows about my little sister's disappearance a few days ago, and there is nothing we can hide from you, sir."

"Why bother asking a lonely old man like me, sir? You could just grab any random passerby on the street and ask them and get the same answer."

Hearing her say that.

The woman raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Master, there is no need to hold such a grudge against me. I am here on the orders of my master to help you rescue Yin Huaixi."

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Just as Yin Baishuang was about to ask the woman in black who the mistress of the house was, a maidservant rushed in from outside the door.

"Master!"

"Good news!"

The maid's face lit up with joy, almost unable to contain her happiness. Her sudden intrusion startled the servant standing at the door.

He hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"Fine, let her in."

When the servants heard what the master said, they did not stop her anymore and stepped back to let the maid go in.

Knowing she had been impolite, the maid restrained her movements and tiptoed to Yin Baishuang, leaning down to whisper.

"Master, the Second Miss has returned."

"I'm waiting outside right now."

Upon hearing the news about Yin Qingyue, Yin Baishuang didn't bother to greet the woman of unknown origin in front of her and hurriedly stood up.

He told her, "Something has come up at home. Please wait here for a moment, I'll be right back."

The woman in black was not surprised; she nodded.

"It's alright."

...

At noon, wisps of smoke rose from the village chimneys.

The dappled sunlight fell on Jiawan's cheeks. She suddenly opened her eyes, drool wetting the yellowish-brown book.

The few words above were blurred and became a mess.

Next to Jiawan was a sign that Jiawan had written the two characters "A Ning" in crooked and distorted Chinese characters.

Panicked and flustered, she wiped the drool from her mouth with her sleeve. Looking at the words that were already blurred, Jiawan felt a surge of anger.

I simply tossed the books down.

She pursed her lips and said, "What the hell! It says you need your full name to perform witchcraft! What a piece of junk!"

"It's completely useless!"

Not in the mood to tidy up her messy desk, Jia Wan stood up and, after thinking it over, decided that it was more reliable to just ask Sang Che.

Sang Che has always been most proficient in these methods, but he never even glances at witchcraft that is neither ruthless nor vicious.

If you just ask A-Che, she can use any of A-Ning's belongings to divine where A-Ning is and what she's doing in no time.

Whether they are laughing and joking with others.

They had long forgotten her as their master.

"Little Butterfly!"

"Where is A-Che?!"

As Jiawan stepped out of the inner room, she couldn't wait to see Sang Che. She called out to the maid in the room, and saw Xiaodie put down the bamboo broom and look at Jiawan with a surprised expression.

"Lord A-Shui, have you not slept all night? You look so haggard!"

Jiawan shook her head: "That's not important. Tell me, where is Ache?"

"I'm going to find her."

Xiao Die's expression shifted several times before she bowed her head and said, "Lord A Shui, the Holy Maiden has not yet risen. It would be inconvenient for you to go, wouldn't it?"

This wasn't the first time Jiawan had disturbed Sang Che, but she had stayed up too late reading last night, which was why she had fallen asleep at this hour.

Why is A-Che doing this?

"The sun is already so high, hasn't A-Che gotten up yet? Is she still feeling unwell?"

Xiaodie gripped the broom tightly again and shook her head.

"I don't know."

"Since the Holy Maiden hasn't given permission for my sister and the others to enter, we dare not make the decision to disturb them."

Alright, then she'll wait for now.

Jiawan raised her sleeves and smelled the sour stench emanating from her body, finding it unbearable.

I should go take a medicinal bath.

Get rid of the smell on your body.

...

Sang Che opened her eyes when she was awakened by knocking on the door outside her bedroom. Her fingertips were still slightly numb and tingling.

"A-Che, A-Che?"

Are you feeling unwell?

Jiawan brought her medicine bag with her, and the bottles and jars inside made a clinking sound.

"If you feel unwell, just tell me. You've helped me so much, so I should help you too."

Sang Che straightened his bathrobe and opened the door expressionlessly, causing Jia Wan's joyful expression to freeze for a moment.

Sang Che's face was extremely pale, as if she had returned to the day she was injured and carried back from Fengming Mountain.

"Ah Che!"

"What's wrong with you now?!"

"But what disrespectful thing did Yin Huaixi do to you?"

Her worry was palpable; Jiawan immediately grabbed Sang Che's wrist and pulled it to her chest to examine it.

She looked down and saw a deep cut on Sang Che's fingertip, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, the cut was neat and clean.

Those who possess the bloodline of Chi You are born with extraordinary regenerative abilities.

A wound that would take others two to three months to heal can heal in just over ten days with Chi You's blood, making him no different from an ordinary person. Sang Che is an outstanding example of this. If she did not have any cold-related ailments, this minor injury would be nothing.

It will be fine overnight.

"Ah Che! Did you bleed yourself out?"

"What kind of Gu worm is worth your blood... Ah Che, are you out of your mind?"

Sang Che was already seriously ill. Chi You's blood could resist the invasion of cold poison. She had been poisoned a few days ago and had just recovered. Now she was bleeding so much blood and ruining her body. It would be strange if she didn't get sick!

Subconsciously pulling his hand back, Sang Che coughed twice and said softly, "Ah Shui, this has nothing to do with you, you don't need to ask any more questions."

Jiawan had a sullen face and her hands on her hips; she showed no intention of leaving.

"What do you mean 'it has nothing to do with me,' A-Che? You can't do this to yourself..."

Knowing what she was about to ramble on about, Sang Che interrupted Jia Wan first.

"It's a love potion."

These three words were like a spell, freezing Jiawan in place, unable to move.

For a moment, her eyes were filled with confusion. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she pursed her lips and couldn't say a word.

"Haven't you always wanted to know how to refine the most powerful Gu worms? I asked you to go and see before, but you didn't care."

A hint of gloom in Sang Che's eyes made Jia Wan uneasy.

"That is to nourish it with your own essence and blood, especially this love worm... The fatter you feed the worm, the more obedient it will be to you."

"Ah Shui, do you understand now?"

Jiawan's eyes were filled with heartache. She clenched her hands tightly and finally managed to utter, "If that's the case... you shouldn't have acted now. It wouldn't have been too late to recover your health."

"Ah Che, I don't care about anything else. Whether you care about that person or cherish that person, the most important thing is... that you are safe."

"Don't do anything that could kill you. You know how important Chi You's blood is..."

Listening to her incessant chatter, Sang Che only turned his head to glance at Yin Huaixi, who was lying on the bed fast asleep with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

She sighed softly, knowing that Jiawan was concerned about her.

"Ah Shui, I know how important Chi You's blood is, but if I wait any longer, it will be too late."

"There won't be enough time for anything then."

The imperial court's henchmen will inevitably make a comeback.

She needs to bring the Gu worm to life...

Huai Xi would never consider leaving her.