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

My toes touched the bottom of the bathtub.

Yin Huaixi gradually backed away, quickly covering her chest and then shaking her head in denial.

"I've just never bathed with anyone before, so it's understandable that I feel... unsettled."

Hearing her say that, Sang Che pretended to be innocent and naive, scooped up a handful of water and poured it on his arm.

Every movement she made seemed meticulously planned; every smile and frown could captivate one's soul.

"It's alright, I can't see."

"I can't see you naked."

"You don't need to be shy."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

How could the female lead say such...unbelievable and unpleasant things with that innocent face?

That's really unfair.

Sang Che: "Besides, I've heard that if someone doesn't care about you Han people, even if they're completely naked in front of you, you Han people are supposed to be gentlemen who don't look at or listen to what is improper."

"Is it right?"

Yin Huaixi was truly surprised that these words could come from the mouth of the Miao holy maiden.

In the original work, Sang Che was never so open-minded, nor did he ever say such words of praise to the Han people.

I don't know what she intends to do.

Yin Huaixi absentmindedly scrubbed her body, not daring to look at Sang Che at all, and nervously pretended to answer Sang Che's questions casually.

"Who told you this fallacy?"

"A person is a person, and their emotions and desires have nothing to do with which tribe they belong to."

Sang Che was truly surprised to hear Yin Huaixi say that.

She thought that Yin Huaixi, like the other drug addicts who were arrested, would harbor resentment towards her.

Even if they don't say anything to her openly, with the smooth tongues of Han people and the skills of hermaphrodites, they'll inevitably curse her out.

Sang Che had the privilege of hearing Han Chinese people curse.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a pile of flowery language.

Without having read a couple of poems and essays and having some knowledge of literature, one might not necessarily be able to tell that a Han Chinese person is cursing.

Some even take it as a compliment.

Sang Che moved closer, leaving Yin Huaixi with no way to avoid him. Her wet, long hair covered her chest, and her warm lips almost brushed against Yin Huaixi's face.

"No."

"The people in the village are influenced by the priest and the king, so they naturally reject outsiders."

"But I know that the Han people must have had extraordinary abilities to be able to compete for the Central Plains and become the hegemon of the world."

"Blindly underestimating others is the root of all harm."

Hearing such words from Sang Che, Yin Huaixi was stunned.

She thought that the people of Miao territory loathed the people of the Central Plains, and wished they could take their lives.

Could it be that Sang Che is deliberately being so nice to her because of that prophecy?

That must be it.

Otherwise, as the Holy Maiden of Miao territory, she could have looked down on her from a high position, so why did she have to say such insincere things?

Sang Che brushed his fingers against the water droplets on Yin Huaixi's collarbone, and was about to move his fingers down when the alert Yin Huaixi grabbed his wrist.

"No...don't do this."

It's best to watch others do that kind of thing; Yin Huaixi isn't the kind of person who indulges in lust.

Sang Che's palm was held by Yin Huaixi, and she obediently retreated.

"If I don't do that, you don't need to be so afraid of me."

...

I've finally finished showering.

Yin Huaixi, however, seemed to have been released from prison. She hurriedly cleaned herself up and got dressed.

This time, Sang Che didn't ask for her help and slowly put on the robe himself.

When they came out, they looked quite convincing.

Before Yin Huaixi could even get close to Sang Che, a small red snake slithered past her ankle.

Swimmed halfway.

The little red snake glanced back at Yin Huaixi, its eyes darting around as if it were smugly vying for favor.

Yin Huaixi: "..."

I really don't know whether to say this snake has become a spirit or that it's childish.

However, Xiao Ya'er's appearance reminded Yin Huaixi to be wary of Lü Panshan's revenge.

She really didn't want to get involved in the messy "he loves her, she loves her" relationship between Lü Panshan and Sang Che.

However, being under someone else's roof means having to be frugal and find a way to survive.

Yin Huaixi knew that her elder sister, Yin Baishuang, was very intelligent. Calculating the date of her arrest, her elder sister should have already found out about her disappearance from the merchants.

Once her sister's scouts arrive, Yin Huaixi can spread the word, allowing her elder sister to secretly plot with her and lead her out of the village.

...

The candlelight flickered at night.

Yin Huaixi sat bored at the table, flipping through the book on raising Gu worms that the maid had handed her, and unconsciously yawned.

She has been in this world longer than in her previous life.

After reading two pages, Yin Huaixi couldn't continue. She felt restless, as if some strange incense was burning in Sang Che's room.

It makes one feel distracted and prone to thinking strange things from time to time.

My arm is resting on the table, and it feels slightly numb.

Yin Huaixi was irresistibly drawn in, and when she turned her head, she saw Sang Che curled up in the blanket.

Sang Che clutched the blanket tightly; she was as fragile as a newborn baby, trembling all over.

The candlelight only illuminated her profile, which was partially obscured by her hair. Sang Che's heart skipped a beat as he remembered the maid's earlier instructions.

Could it be that Sang Che is having an attack?

Yin Huaixi's mind was in turmoil. After thinking for a long time, she finally stood up and moved closer to Sang Che.

Honestly, she wasn't feeling sorry for the female lead.

If the female lead were to fall ill and die right now, wouldn't she, as the night watchwoman, be the first person to be suspected?

The female protagonist is alive, and she can be protected from being harmed by the people in this village who use her as a tool for practicing poison.

The female lead is dead.

She probably won't live past tonight.

If she were in this village, she might be tied up and burned.

No, ptooey! What do you mean by "die"? That's really bad luck!

Yin Huaixi walked very lightly, afraid of making any noise that might wake Sang Che, who was fast asleep.

Yin Huaixi tentatively touched Sang Che's neck with her fingers, but her hand was caught off guard by the cold.

The female lead's situation looks very serious, and Yin Huaixi's initial drowsiness was completely scared away.

She roused herself and decided to start a charcoal fire.

Before she could leave, her wrist, which was pressed against Sang Che's neck, was gripped tightly and she refused to let go.

Unlike his usual gentle touches, Sang Che's touch this time was surprisingly strong. Yin Huaixi frowned and could only say helplessly, "A-Che, A-Che, please let go of my hand... I'll go start a charcoal fire for you..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Yin Huaixi's body swayed, her knee hit the edge of the bed, and she fell onto Sang Che.

A chill swept over her, as if she were covered by a heavy snowfall. Then she heard the person beneath her making sounds of suffering.

"Don't go..."

"I feel so bad..."

"I'm really feeling terrible..."

"Can you hug me?"

Despite using an inquiring tone, the person beneath him actually tightened their grip on his arms.

Sang Che usually looks like a jasmine flower that has been soaked by the rain, making people feel sorry for her.

Even Yin Huaixi, who always stayed by Sang Che's side, couldn't believe that she was helpless against Sang Che's overstepping actions.

Wait, why is she afraid?

Just like in the original story, Sang Che is now suffering from a cold poison, making him most vulnerable. She must step forward and hold Sang Che through the night.

Wouldn't that make your favorability rating skyrocket?