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

Humming a song, Yin Huaixi worked hard and finally figured out the basic pharmacological relationships.

Not being able to see Sang Che's face lessened her anxiety considerably, and she no longer felt thirsty.

However, Yin Huaixi only had time to look at a small portion of the books on the bookshelf all day, as she had not yet found a way to cure the love curse.

Haste makes waste.

Everything takes time.

Yin Huaixi understood this principle. Furthermore, once the spies sent out by Sang Che reported back, she would know the true situation of the Yin family in Lingshui.

Should I go back to this place, or not?

With her fingertips pinching the yellowed pages of the book, Yin Huaixi looked out the window at the slender bamboo leaves being blown by the wind, and listened to the familiar creaking sound of the bamboo, feeling an emptiness in her heart.

With Sang Che no longer hovering around her, Yin Huaixi's mind finally cleared up, and the injury on her back healed, no longer causing unbearable pain.

She can start to think carefully about what she should do next.

Yin Huaixi always wanted to leave this place, always wanted to go home, and be the third young lady of the Yin family again, and that's exactly what she did.

Seek advantage and avoid harm.

In the end, it was all for naught; all she got in return was a pity, and the imperial court wanted to hunt her down.

I have a home but I can't go back.

Like a mute eating bitter herbs, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood.

They could only hide under Sang Che's wing, living in constant fear.

Yin Huaixi wondered if Zhao Huining would pursue her relentlessly like the emperor.

But Zhao Huining is a breakthrough point.

With these thoughts in mind, Yin Huaixi frowned and continued thinking along this line.

In the original novel, Zhao Huining and the emperor eventually had a conflict. She was highly skilled and extremely shrewd, and almost dragged the emperor off the dragon throne.

But a slight difference can lead to a huge discrepancy.

In the original novel, Zhao Huining's ending is ultimately tragic; she is given a cup of poisoned wine and a three-foot-long white silk ribbon by her own younger brother.

The emperor meant there was no third option; his eldest sister was doomed.

No one can covet his throne, not even his own siblings.

He doesn't hesitate to kill.

Thinking of this, Yin Huaixi's fingertips trembled slightly.

Whether Zhao Huining is trustworthy or not, what's the big deal?

No royal family in the world could be trusted, and few emperors were chosen through succession.

What nonsense about inheriting the throne?

It's not that the throne came from military power.

As long as she's willing to join in, that's fine.

The condition for entering the game is the "throne".

If Jiawan could really capture Zhao Huining again, imprison her, and torture her severely... then release Zhao Huining to help her usurp the throne, wouldn't the precarious and desperate situation of the Yin family be rewritten in the process?

Although this move is extremely insidious, it is the only way to break the deadlock.

Yin Huaixi didn't care about anything else.

She was abandoned by Zhao Huining once, becoming her stepping stone to help her successfully leave the mountains, only to be bitten back by her lackeys.

Regardless of Zhao Huining's intentions, whether he was willing or not.

She now lacks the ability to control her subordinates, which is utterly harmful.

Right now is the perfect opportunity.

After Zhao Huining returns to the capital, the emperor will entrust the affairs of Miao territory to her elder sister.

To outsiders, this appeared to be the emperor's boundless trust in his elder sister, a person close to him, but in reality, it was not so.

If this matter is not handled well, the emperor will have a reason to make fun of Zhao Huining.

If this were really that easy to do... the emperor would have succeeded long ago, why would he need to beg Zhao Huining for help?

The "Gu King," who can manipulate people's hearts, has never been seen even by the Miao King, who dominated the Miao region. Only the Miao Holy Maiden and the descendants of Chi You know about him.

Yin Huaixi smiled, a sly glint in her eyes, and closed the book, her hairpins clinking slightly.

If we could really get Zhao Huining involved and give the Yin family a future, and give our eldest and second eldest sisters a future, that would be the best outcome.

What if she's exposed one day and becomes a target of public criticism for her fake act?

It would be worth it as long as all the troubles she brought to the Yin family could be wiped away.

She has done right by her sisters.

I didn't let my sisters down.

...

Lying in a warm bath.

Sang Che's lips were frozen purple, and her long black hair was scattered over her shoulders. Even though her skin was red from the heat, Sang Che still felt cold.

A chill that seeps into your bones.

Having finally regained some health, Sang Che's cold poison returned after the bloodletting.

This is even worse than before.

"Ah Che, Ah Che?"

"Are you resting?"

Yin Huaixi, who had been plotting her scheme all day in the warehouse, swayed slightly. She had to get involved in Jiawan's affairs, which meant she had to "reconcile" with Sang Che. Otherwise, given Sang Che's strong sense of vigilance, he would never let her into the game for no reason.

Let's get the certification first.

He was just pretending to be obedient and ingratiating in front of Sang Che, enduring humiliation and hardship.

Yin Huaixi mastered this skill with ease.

She searched all the way from the dormitory, with her hands behind her back like a cat, being careful and cautious. She knew that Sang Che took a medicinal bath every night.

But at this hour, she should have gotten up.

Is it because the cold poison is getting worse, so the time spent in the medicinal bath is gradually getting longer?

A pang of guilt rose in her heart again without her noticing, and Yin Huaixi pushed open the door and entered.

As she expected, Sang Che was indeed leaning against the medicinal bath, the green water rippling slightly, and steam rising upwards.

Sang Che's skin had a rosy glow.

shocking.

"A-Che...A-Che?"

She called out twice more, but still received no reply. At that moment, Yin Huaixi felt panicked.

Sang Che can't be hurt!

In this Miao village, Yin Huaixi was all alone and helpless. Although Sang Che could not be completely trusted, he could rely on him to some extent.

Without Sang Che by her side…

Forget about escaping; Yin Huaixi might not even see the sunrise tomorrow.

He hurried a few steps and came to Sang Che's side.

Yin Huaixi bent down and placed her palm on Sang Che's shoulder. The coolness that climbed upwards made Yin Huaixi subconsciously let go, and she pursed her lips tightly.

Previously, Sang Che had recovered very well, so why has his condition deteriorated so drastically in the past few days?

Is this cold ailment truly so... deadly?

"Huaixi...you rest for a bit, I'll be fine soon..."

When her shoulder was gently touched, Sang Che looked up and opened her eyes to see Yin Huaixi squatting behind her, her eyes filled with unconcealed worry and concern.

"What are you saying... Ah Che, what's wrong with you?"

"Should I...call someone over?"

"Should I change your dressing? I'll go get it for you right away..."

Sang Che sometimes needs two courses of treatment for herbal baths, changing the medicine twice. Yin Huaixi had done this before, so she was very familiar with it.

She instinctively reached for the place where the medicine packets were placed, but her hand was grabbed by Sang Che's wet fingers, and she was pulled to a stop by the edge of the bathtub.

His steps faltered slightly.

Yin Huaixi turned her head and stared at the shimmering blue water of the medicinal bath, where Sang Che's long legs were faintly visible, and water droplets kept dripping down her collarbone and arms.

"No need to bother, Huaixi... Your kindness is enough."

She was given a chance to be infected by the cold poison because of bloodletting, so how could she have the nerve to pretend to be wronged and try to please Huai Xi with this?

But it was precisely because of Sang Che's rejection that Yin Huaixi's rebellious mentality resurfaced.

She grabbed Sang Che's wrist and squatted down.

"Ah Che, what if I insist on interfering with you?"

"You're not allowed to get hurt right now, you're not allowed to die, do you hear me?"

With a burning gaze, Yin Huaixi gripped Sang Che's wrist so tightly that it turned bright red.

The tingling pain made Sang Che lower his eyes and chuckle softly.

She... definitely still prefers Huaixi to be a little domineering towards her...

Care about her a little.

This is absolutely delicious.