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

A strong herbal aroma filled the air between the two of them. Yin Huaixi took off her clothes and sat in the medicinal bath.

The two faced each other like that.

She reached out and kneaded Sang Che's arm, the icy coolness lingering on Yin Huaixi's fingertips with no sign of leaving.

Following the method Yi Yun had taught her before, Yin Huaixi tried for a long time, but Sang Che's body temperature showed no signs of rising.

He pressed hard with his fingertips, digging into Sang Che's skin.

Why is it still so cold?

Soaking in such hot water, there was no sign of it warming up at all.

"Ah Che... how about we skip the bath tonight? I'll take you back to the couch, sir, and turn on the stove."

"If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it."

Three-drug.

Even without any medical training, Yin Huaixi understood this principle.

Hearing Yin Huaixi's gentle words of concern in her ear, Sang Che managed a rare smile as she weakly opened her eyes.

My eyelashes were covered in damp moisture.

"Huai Xi...it's alright."

"I'm used to it."

During these days of deliberate avoidance, Yin Huaixi did not take care of Sang Che. She would go to bed at the appointed time, wrapped in a blanket, unwilling to see Sang Che.

He threw a tantrum.

Sang Che never yelled at her from beginning to end. To be precise, as long as she didn't show any dislike or want to leave and abandon Sang Che, she was fine with him.

Most of the time, Sang Che and she could have a good talk.

"You call this 'unimpeded'?"

"Sang Che, do you have to drive yourself to your death before you're happy?"

Her clumsy concern was masked by her careless words, but Sang Che immediately sensed it.

"Alright then."

"I...I'm not going to soak anymore."

Whether you choose to be alone with herbs here, or to sleep embraced by the moon, the choice is obvious.

Yin Huaixi was finally satisfied when she saw that Sang Che had finally compromised.

"That's right."

Sang Che, who was obedient, was still the most pleasing and agreeable to look at.

After pulling Sang Che out of the pool, Yin Huaixi took a dry towel from the side and began to wipe his body.

Her once porcelain-white skin was now marred by arrow wounds.

Having seen the scars on Sang Che's back many times, Yin Huaixi's fingertips would hesitate and curl up whenever she touched them.

This time, Yin Huaixi finally asked the question she had wanted to say but hadn't.

"Ah Che...does it hurt?"

The newly healed scars were extremely sensitive. The slightest breeze would make Sang Che tremble uncontrollably. Her toes curled slightly, but she didn't move an inch.

Yin Huaixi was allowed to "act recklessly".

Sang Che shook his head slightly.

"Huaixi, your injury has healed long ago, so why does it still hurt?"

Seeing how weak she was, and still caring about her feelings, Yin Huaixi threw the animal skin onto Sang Che and went out to light the stove.

After adding the silver charcoal and seeing that the stove was lit, Yin Huaixi hurriedly returned carrying the stove.

Yin Huaixi opened the window a crack, took a sniff of the air filled with the scent of bamboo, and then walked over to Sang Che's side.

"Will this be better?"

Her concern was evident on her face.

The two were very close together. Yin Huaixi's shoulder touched the animal skin wrapped around Sang Che, and the burning heat spreading from her heart began to dispel the cold in her body.

His stiff fingers began to warm up gradually, and Sang Che climbed up and leaned against Yin Huaixi's chest.

Her slightly damp long hair was loose, and she reached out to hug Yin Huaixi's body, her nose brushing against Yin Huaixi's neck, her eyes filled with laughter.

"Huaixi, you seem to be treating me very differently tonight... why?"

"Is it because...I look too pitiful?"

Using witchcraft for divination consumes a lot of energy; otherwise, Sang Che wouldn't be so weak, to the point where he really needs Yin Huaixi's help.

I was asked that.

Yin Huaixi felt extremely uncomfortable.

She wanted to reach out and push away Sang Che, who was clinging to her, but before she could even use her fingers, she couldn't bear to let go.

This inexplicable feeling surged like a tsunami from the moment I saw Sang Che's weak appearance.

"I just felt so sorry for you. You've helped me so much, and I couldn't bear to leave you there all alone. I just couldn't bear to see you like that."

"Ah Che, it's only fair to reciprocate, is there a problem?"

With just a few words, he absolved himself of all responsibility.

Sang Che buried her face in her chest, feeling the warmth of Yin Huaixi's body dispel the cold, and she continued to greedily inhale the faint fragrance emanating from Yin Huaixi.

听…

She heard it again.

The sound of the Gu worm's heart beating was so melodious.

"No need for reciprocity."

"Huaixi, these are all things I wanted to do for you."

Thinking of the message Xiao Hei sent back tonight, Sang Che completely let go of his hands and collapsed into Yin Huaixi's body.

"Huaixi, there's something I need to tell you."

Yin Huaixi's waist was already struggling to support Sang Che's posture, and she was planning to make an excuse to slip away, but Sang Che's words kept her there.

She gripped the soft animal hide with her fingers and took a deep breath.

Sang Che never flaunted trivial matters in front of her; if she were to speak up, it would always be about something important.

A matter of utmost importance.

"You said... what is it that you want to tell me?"

With a gentle smile, Sang Che placed his fingertips against Yin Huaixi's chest. Her voice was extremely weak, as if she were a dying person being kept alive by precious medicinal herbs.

"My darlings replied to my message saying that all the imperial troops stationed outside Fengming Mountain have withdrawn. Huaixi... your second sister is gone."

With her body stiff, a jumble of chaotic thoughts surfaced in Yin Huaixi's mind.

There were various reasons why my second sister left.

First, there was the threat from the imperial court; second, we were running out of ammunition and food; and third, there was rampant poisonous miasma...

She tried to convince herself with all sorts of reasons, but Sang Che placed his slender hands on his shoulders and gently patted her back.

Soothe with a gentle voice.

"Huaixi, it's nothing serious... If you want to know the exact news about your second sister, I can send someone out of the mountains to follow them."

"I have personally crafted Gu worms, and no one in this world can cure them except me... cough cough... even the most capable and extraordinary people in the palace are helpless."

He coughed as he spoke.

Anyone who sees Sang Che looking like this would feel sorry for him.

But she was full of scheming for her, offering advice and solutions to her worries.

Yin Huaixi had had enough of Sang Che's timely "concern" and that fatal tenderness.

Her tone, though seemingly harsh, completely destroyed the ambiguous atmosphere that had been between them.

"Ah Che, with your current physical condition, can you really control Gu worms from thousands of miles away at will?"

"Aren't you going to risk your own life, gamble with it?"

Stray hairs brushed against Yin Huaixi's chest. Sang Che nodded slightly. Her eyes still held a smile, her sickly appearance mixed with determination, and she felt no regret.

"So what?"

"Huaixi, I'm willing to do anything to please you."

"You Han people have a saying, I often heard the maids in the palace say that His Majesty spends a fortune to win a smile from a beautiful woman."

"I am the holy maiden of this Miao region. If I love someone, I will spend a fortune to make her smile."

Is it possible or not?

My breathing faltered.

Yin Huaixi's pupils suddenly contracted.

She had never heard such sweet words before.

The fear and anxiety of the past few days eventually turned into dependence. Yin Huaixi was not made of stone... After learning that her second sister had withdrawn, a thousand fears swept over her.

It's perfectly reasonable for her second sister not to save her; she would be a burden if she went out and would bring trouble to the entire Yin family.

In more serious cases, even the emperor's decree to exterminate nine generations of a family would only be a formality.

The guards could then draw their swords, unleashing a storm of blood and carnage that engulfed the entire Lingshui City.

No grass grows.

Is Sang Che all she can rely on?

The rising body temperature made Yin Huaixi waver for the first time; cracks began to appear in the rock in her heart, and she was on the verge of collapse.

Sang Che laboriously raised his neck and whispered in Yin Huaixi's ear, her eyes half-open, "Huaixi, I do these things because I love you."

"Only you could make me do this."

"Huaixi, I truly... love you."