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

Completely embraced by Sang Che, Yin Huaixi felt hot all over. She kept swallowing, knowing that she had been taking the pills Hua He had given her these past few days to help her wean off the medication.

Unable to suppress the lustful allure, she began to crave Sang Che's boundless touch once more.

"A-Che...don't leave me..."

"Don't let go of me..."

"Please..."

Her body reacted faster than her brain, and the words that came out of her mouth were also unexpected by Yin Huaixi. Her chest heaved violently, but she wished she could be closer to Sang Che.

They were so close that their bones and blood were intertwined.

It turned into a puddle.

The moonlight hung high outside the dark window, and Sang Che fully enjoyed Yin Huaixi's soft whispers and calls to her.

Sang Che gently patted Yin Huaixi's lower back with his slender fingers, as if soothing an infant in swaddling clothes. He sat cross-legged on the bed, holding her in his arms without any distance between them.

Her eyes were gentle and warm.

And so, by the light of the candle, I watched as Yin Huaixi kept murmuring her name.

It's as if you can watch it all night without feeling tired.

With his thumb pressed against Yin Huaixi's flushed cheek, Sang Che kissed her again, seemingly tireless.

The butterflies that had been resting on the windowsill scattered, flitting past the lanterns of every household, drifting with the wind to every corner.

...

Yin Mansion.

Yin Qingyue held the long knife in her hand, carefully wiping the blade with a rag as she looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, trembling.

A soft laugh.

"You don't need to be afraid of me. I just need you to tell me... Did you see what those two women wearing straw hats looked like when they entered the private room on the second floor of Hongfu today?"

Setting down her long sword, Yin Qingyue picked up the scabbard. With a slight gesture, the maids standing on either side brought ingots of silver to the three of them.

"As long as you tell me everything without hiding anything, big or small, all this silver is yours."

"My Yin family has never been short of money, and we will never mistreat the three of you."

"But if you know something but don't report it, or if you hide it from me, then this knife of mine may not be so bad."

Using a combination of soft and hard tactics.

Even the hardest bone will break.

The three men had traveled all over the country and had seen all sorts of things. They knew very well that this woman probably had some kind of grudge against the two women wearing straw hats.

So he quickly replied, "Since Miss is so sincere, then we will no longer hide anything from you."

"The three of us arrived early, before Hung Fook Restaurant was open for meals...that's how we were able to see the two women."

The painter depicted Sang Che and Yin Huaixi's figures with great clarity. Standing to the side, the painter's brush moved swiftly and without daring to breathe, the ink almost becoming smeared with ink.

Upon hearing the word "braiding," Yin Qingyue's eyes lit up, and she interrupted the person.

They're fixated on this point.

The man immediately replied, "What you say is correct, miss. That woman did indeed have braided hair, which... is completely different from what we Han people do, so I took a second look!"

"Although she didn't wear many silver ornaments, the butterfly at the end of her hair shone brightly, and it was almost like... like moonlight!"

The long sword was sheathed.

Yin Qingyue glanced at her elder sister who had stepped over the threshold. She gripped the scabbard tightly, letting it sting her palms.

It's her.

Even though she had never met the Miao woman who hid her sister, Yin Qingyue could never forget the Gu worm that she had nailed to the wooden stake and that was bleeding black blood!

Stand up.

Yin Qingyue looked at her elder sister, Yin Baishuang.

She seemed to be insane, her laughter bitter.

"Sister, I finally saw her!"

"I must kill her... I will make her die a horrible death, and make her pay for the lives of those I have wronged!"

"I will bring Huaixi back..."

...

After finally coaxing Yin Huaixi to sleep.

Sang Che was only wearing her inner garment. She sat upright on the ground, looking at the lines drawn with her blood. A thin layer of sweat trickled down her temples.

The wounds on her palms healed quickly, and the well-fed Gu worms regained their energy. Sang Che placed her fingertips on her chest, feeling the Gu worms throbbing.

As relieved.

In the past, Sang Che was almost entirely betrayed by his confidants in the palace. Even the Miao King knelt in the main hall, pleading endlessly with the emperor of the Central Plains royal court.

She became a bargaining chip for peace, and just as... she was tortured to death again and again by those she trusted.

Perhaps only by burying the Gu worm deep within her body can those she trusts and loves never betray her.

The reason why the new emperor was so eager to find the Gu King was a secret known only to Sang Che. During the years she was a hostage, she was almost drained of blood. The emperor ordered the imperial advisor to develop an army.

The puppets parasitized by Gu worms need no food or drink, feel no pain, and are incapable of experiencing joy or sorrow; they can fight against hundreds of enemies single-handedly.

If puppets could be mass-produced, the emperor would have an invincible army to resist the barbarian tribes from the north who wanted to enter the pass, and the Japanese pirates who raided the coastal areas.

At that time, the entire Central Continent will become the territory of the new dynasty.

Unfortunately, even the most skilled Gu practitioners in Miao territory cannot control so many Gu worms at the same time; that would drive a person insane.

At best, they become mentally impaired; at worst, they cannot bear it and commit suicide or die on the spot.

No matter how the emperor tried, it was to no avail. In the end, he learned the secret of the Gu King Chi You and realized that if he wanted to control countless puppets at the same time, he would need a Gu King and Chi You's blood that could make thousands of Gu worms fear him.

Both are indispensable.

Then one can command a large army.

However, this method is evil and intolerable to the laws of Heaven. Anyone who comes into contact with or goes deep into this method will suffer a violent disaster and die without a burial place.

Sang Che didn't care about any of these things.

No one can force her to create the Gu King unless she does it herself.

Sang Che's only thought of personally asking the gods was to inquire about the karmic connection between Yin Huaixi and her past and present lives.

She wants to use witchcraft to divine the past and the future.

To ensure Yin Huaixi's safety.

The high priest's prophecy will never come true.

With hands clasped together, recite the mantra.

Sang Che still didn't see any change in the formation. Frustrated, she frowned, her face unusually showing a loss of control of her emotions.

Grabbing the short knife lying at his feet, Sang Che cut his palm again, and countless streams of dark red blood meandered downwards like a river.

It was incorporated into the array patterns.

Sang Che could no longer hold on and fell to the ground. As her forehead hit the ground, she saw the hem of a pure white garment.

...

"Awu, I need your blood."

The woman squatted down, a touch of vermilion between her brows, a faint smile on her lips.

"You are a descendant of the god Chi You, and only your blood is what I need."

Sang Che collapsed onto the wet ground, and from the reflection, she recognized the face as the very familiar Yin Huaixi.

However, this person was more mature and naturally charming, and her white lotus robe gave her the air of a demonic witch.

"Ah Yue...why did you lie to me..."

"Why did you kill my people...? You... you no longer love me?"

The braided hair fell into the blood, and Sang Che felt tears of regret streaming down his face as he stared intently at the person in front of him.

"Do you like me?"

"Of course I like you."

"Ah Wu, you can only become my dog ​​if you catch my eye."

"Why are you looking at me like that now? Do you hate me?"

With her slender fingers pinching her chin, Yin Huaixi smiled sweetly. She moved closer to Sang Che and gently placed a teasing kiss on her cheek.

"Ah Wu, don't be so innocent in your next life, otherwise... you won't even know how I took advantage of you."

"You hate me? I want to enslave your people, I want to...drain every drop of blood from your body, and I want to make you, this saintess, my plaything..."

"Hahahaha, isn't the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood from your clan enough to make you hate me for a lifetime?"