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

Dewdrops clung to the pine and cypress trees, falling one by one.

Jiawan curled up in a corner of the bed, having not slept all night. She fiddled with the sheets, her mind already making a decision.

Whatever Zhao Huining's demands are, once Sang Che arrives, she can deny them and make a quick getaway.

However, just to be on the safe side.

Before that, Jiawan still needed to find a way to keep Zhao Huining from having any other ideas and to investigate the commotion caused by Sang Che's visit.

I slept soundly through the night.

The moment Zhao Huining opened her eyes, she saw someone staring straight at her. Even without opening her eyes, she knew without thinking who was watching her.

"Ah Shui, why do you worry that I would do you any harm? If I really had such a thought, you wouldn't be sleeping peacefully on my bed right now."

It appears to be a reprimand.

It was actually a form of comfort.

Zhao Huining, who had just woken up, did not speak in a fierce tone; instead, her voice was somewhat sticky and whiny.

Having been caught red-handed, Jia Wan finally overcame the urge to run away from Zhao Huining's gaze, and deliberately pretended to be thinking with her head down.

Finally, he stammered, "If you... want a way to manipulate people's hearts, I do have one."

Unexpectedly, Jia Wan made a difficult decision so quickly, and Zhao Huining's sleepiness completely vanished.

She reached out and braced herself on the bed, sitting up, ignoring the fact that her priceless silk nightgown had slipped from her shoulders to her waist, exuding irresistible charm.

Zhao Huining has royal blood; her features are both heroic and dignified, and she exudes an air of authority even without anger.

"What, Ah Shui, you figured this out in just one night?"

"Don't you think that what you're doing is making people suspicious?"

The distance was being eroded inch by inch.

Jiawan was already huddled in a corner of the bed, with nowhere to retreat, so she was forced to look into Zhao Huining's eyes.

"If you don't believe me, think whatever you want. I'm completely in your hands now. No matter what you do, you can't cause any trouble. So you'll just have to be more compliant to make things better."

That sounds so dejected.

It's not that Jiawan's acting skills are superb, or that she can portray a character so vividly.

Rather, she had seen too many medicine people who had entered Fengming Mountain under orders, only to be captured and return empty-handed, all with this same look of despair.

I heard Jiawan say these things.

Zhao Huining couldn't help but smile, and she reached out and touched Jiawan's cheek.

Realizing what Zhao Huining was about to do, Jia Wan instinctively flinched, but Zhao Huining grabbed her face, his fingertips digging deep into her skin.

Zhao Huining forced Jia Wan to meet her gaze with her misty eyes.

"Ah Shui, you mean... I can do whatever I want with you? Is that right?"

With no way out, Jiawan chose to remain silent. She didn't want to say anything that might cause trouble and reveal that Sang Che already knew where she was hiding.

"Ah Shui, I told you long ago... if you hadn't held a grudge against me for so long, you wouldn't have suffered like this."

The pressure Zhao Huining applied to Jia Wan's cheeks gradually loosened, and she instead held Jia Wan in her hands, staring tenderly at the marks she had left behind, gently rubbing them with her thumbs.

This caused Jiawan to tremble all over, yet she dared not push Zhao Huining away.

Zhao Huining's gaze fell on Jiawan's moist lips, and he couldn't help but press down on her. His hot breath landed on his thumb, and Jiawan, realizing something was wrong, tried to escape.

But it was too late.

"Ah Ning... what... what do you want to do to me...?"

Zhao Huining: "Do what you used to do to me."

"Ah Shui, aren't you happy?"

"You forced me to do this back then, and now you... should taste what it feels like."

Before she could even utter a rebuttal to Zhao Huining, Jia Wan felt a heat on her lips, and her heart stopped.

At Fengming Mountain, she did indeed do as she pleased, treating Zhao Huining as she pleased. However, Jiawan had never done anything so outrageous before!

"Waaaaah...waaaah..."

She could only utter a few indistinct words. Jiawan's toes curled up as she kept kicking the blanket, but Zhao Huining showed no intention of stopping, as if she wanted to take revenge for all the grievances she had suffered at Fengming Mountain.

Let Jiawan also know what it means to "not touch a tiger's backside".

"A-Ning..."

"Ah Ning...you bastard..."

Jiawan tried to grab Zhao Huining's shoulders with both hands, but she hadn't slept all night and was exhausted, feeling weak all over.

Her fingers could barely hook onto Zhao Huining's body; she was completely exhausted.

Hearing Jiawan's weak curses, Zhao Huining was not annoyed. Instead, she pursed her lips and bit Jiawan's earlobe again, her voice sticky and sweet: "Ashui, you shouldn't call me that."

"I'm just returning all of this to you, what's wrong with that?"

...

outside the temple.

The maid solemnly carried the clothes Zhao Huining had changed into that morning. Just as she was about to push open the door, she was pulled back by the maid behind her.

"Sister, did you hear... any noise coming from His Highness's bedchamber?"

This sentence immediately enlightened the others.

As seasoned veterans of the palace, the maids serving Zhao Huining immediately perked up their ears and crowded outside the door to listen carefully.

A voice that made people blush came from inside the hall, and the group quickly took two steps back, no longer daring to pry into the princess's private affairs.

To put it mildly, it was an accidental discovery.

If things get serious, those girls will lose their heads today and won't see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Then let's wait a moment."

This wait lasted for several hours.

It wasn't until the steward noticed that His Highness hadn't gotten up that he hurriedly led his men to the outside of the bedchamber.

"You lot... why are you dozing off here! What if you delay His Highness's business!"

The head maid, seeing several maids dozing off outside the hall, was also furious. She reached out to touch the door, but years of experience made her stop her fingers at the door and not push it forward.

"Auntie, we didn't mean to..."

"His Highness has still not risen!"

The head maid walked up to the steward, lowered her voice, and whispered something in his ear.

The more she listened, the more terrified the head maid became.

His Highness is indeed unusually attentive to this captured Miao woman. If she were an important prisoner, who would keep her by their side and take care of her?

Not to mention food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, they have all the best of everything; they don't look like prisoners at all.

Unfortunately, this Miao woman ignored all of His Highness's attempts to befriend her and would often make a scene in front of him.

Like that barbarian shrew!

Therefore, people in the manor had long suspected that His Highness and this Miao woman must have had a secret affair.

...

The noise outside had already disturbed Zhao Huining. She got up and used her fingers to pull back the curtains.

"What's all the noise about? Come in and help me bathe and change."

Zhao Huining's voice wasn't loud, but the stewards and servants who had worked in the mansion for many years were instantly terrified.

When Her Highness the Princess is easy to talk to, she is very easy to talk to; when she is not, she doesn't just have a cold face.

Even through the tightly closed door, the servants who had witnessed Zhao Huining's anger still kept their heads bowed.

The head maid quickly gave her a meaningful look.

The maidservants who were serving Zhao Huining during her bath and change of clothes had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in.

The instant the door was pushed open.

Everyone could see that Zhao Huining's shoulders, which were as white as mutton fat jade, had mottled bite marks of varying depths...

It looks exactly like the marks left by a young animal in its oral stage.

Behind Zhao Huining was a slightly bulging, hazy figure wrapped in a blanket.

It goes without saying that this must be the one His Highness cherishes greatly.