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

Despite Yin Huaixi's anger, Sang Che smiled and his eyes crinkled.

She sank into the straw, letting the dry straw stick to her cheeks.

Seeing Sang Che's appearance, Yin Huaixi completely lost her temper.

She began to berate Sang Che: "You're still laughing. If you keep going like this, what if your wound worsens and never heals? You might end up in a worse state than I am now..."

In the heat of the moment, words were spoken without restraint.

Halfway through her sentence, Yin Huaixi realized that what she had said was inappropriate, so she took it back.

Sang Che seemed indifferent, and as soon as he noticed Yin Huaixi's embarrassment, he immediately tried to give her a way out.

"What does it matter?"

"Huaixi, this prison is so quiet... Only you and I are here, undisturbed. I feel very good about it."

Yin Huaixi was burning up, and her cheeks were flushed as if she were drunk.

Sang Che stared at it intently.

Does Huaixi even realize how alluring she is right now?

Pressing his knee against her body, close to her waist and abdomen, Sang Che thought to himself, "Does Yin Huaixi think of her as a saint?"

Has she recently given Yin Huaixi too much of the illusion that she's easy to mess with?

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Despite having heard Sang Che say such embarrassing things countless times, Yin Huaixi still couldn't get used to it.

She opened her mouth, and the itching sensation in her throat poured out.

Yin Huaixi could only cough incessantly to relieve her discomfort.

With that cough, she could no longer support herself and fell into Sang Che's arms.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, Yin Huaixi curled up again, as the discomfort that had subsided suddenly returned.

This time she finally understood what it felt like to be on the verge of death.

"Huaixi, don't be stubborn."

"Take a bite out of me..."

"Bite me and you'll feel better."

Sang Che eagerly held his wrist to Yin Huaixi's lips, hoping that Sang Che would take a bite.

Yin Huaixi has the love curse that she planted in her body, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the two are now one.

However, Huaixi was ultimately just an ordinary person, and her constitution had not been tempered by poison, so she was not able to resist ordinary colds.

Sang Che could only try to send Yin Huaixi her blood in order to appease her.

Faced with Sang Che's outstretched wrist, Yin Huaixi, who had initially resisted resolutely, unconsciously developed a thought.

That is……

He took a big bite of Sang Che, savoring the delicious taste of the blood flowing from her wrist.

Once this thought took root, Yin Huaixi couldn't help but despise herself in her heart.

If one becomes a creature that lives on blood, what difference is there between them and a monster that eats raw meat and drinks blood?

She didn't want to become that kind of person, and even less did she want to become someone who coveted Sang Che's "divine blood".

Upon seeing the familiar desire in Yin Huaixi's eyes, Sang Che moved even closer to her.

Like a ghost, it whispered in Yin Huaixi's ear, "It's alright, Huaixi. Even if you drink all my blood, I won't complain."

"I only do this with you..."

Shaking her head, trying her best to suppress the thought, Yin Huaixi hadn't had time to pull away when Sang Che proactively placed his wrist to Yin Huaixi's lips.

Yin Huaixi's heart skipped a beat when her teeth touched the soft and elastic skin.

The desire had reached its peak.

So she couldn't help but bite down, and bright red blood gushed out, staining Yin Huaixi's lips.

Despite being bitten, Sang Che remained completely calm. She looked at Yin Huaixi with great appreciation, her face filled with delight.

It's filled with... anticipation.

I've swallowed who-knows-how-many bites.

As her consciousness gradually returned, she pulled Yin Huaixi back to reality. She pressed her fingertips against Sang Che's skin, leaving red marks.

When Yin Huaixi realized what incomprehensible thing she had done, she frowned.

The taste of blood lingered between my lips and teeth...

This made it difficult for Yin Huaixi to accept that she had committed such a "beastly" act.

Yin Huaixi: "A-Che...you shouldn't have done that..."

"Everyone else is eager for your divine blood, but I... I don't want that."

Sang Che looked at the bite marks but made no attempt to bandage them. She stared at the wounds that Yin Huaixi had bitten.

Suddenly it dawned on me how wonderful it is when the marks left on your body by someone you care about are so beautiful.

Looking into Yin Huaixi's surprised and uncertain eyes, she comforted her, "It's okay, Huaixi... this is what I'm going to feed you."

"You didn't ask me for it, nor did you come and snatch the flesh and blood from my body."

"You don't need to feel guilty, and you don't need to look at me like that."

Sang Che's completely distorted understanding infuriated Yin Huaixi, causing her chest to heave. At this point, she was too lazy to distinguish whether Sang Che's intentions were intentional or unintentional.

He simply said, "I know there are many benefits to drinking your blood, but I don't covet them, A-Che..."

Hearing Yin Huaixi call her name, Sang Che got up as if nothing had happened. Her fingers sank into the pile of straw, but she still pretended to be innocent and carefree.

"Huaixi, what are you after?"

...

The Taoist temple was filled with fluttering butterflies, so how could Sang Che not know what Yin Huaixi had said to Zhao Huining?

In the end, it all comes down to this.

Yin Huaixi still wants to go home.

This time, Sang Che didn't expose her; she already had a plan in mind.

Huai Xi... If you really want to get rid of her, abandon her, that's impossible.

...

Faced with Sang Che's gaze, Yin Huaixi knew that she was the type of person who responded better to gentleness than force; as long as she yielded, Sang Che wouldn't hold it against her.

But if it comes to "hard" stuff, Sang Che can be even "harder" than her.

Like a stubborn rock, incomprehensible.

So, Yin Huaixi carefully took Sang Che's hand and pressed it against her chest, letting Sang Che's palm press close to her heart and against her chest.

Yin Huaixi: "Ache, what I care about is your safety and well-being, is that enough?"

I've planned it all out.

Sang Che had never anticipated Yin Huaixi's words.

She was slightly moved and stood there stunned. Sang Che, who was usually quick-witted, didn't know how to respond to Yin Huaixi this time.

She tore off a corner of her robe and used it to bandage Sang Che's wound, tying a tight knot.

Only then did I feel at ease.

Sang Che stared at the butterfly-shaped knot, his eyes crinkling, and teased, "Huai Xi, you tied it so ugly, I'm going to take it off."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Yin Huaixi: "I was just trying to help you bandage up, and you're being so rude. Why... are you starting to dislike me?"

"Who was it that was just now, acting like they were dying, wanting me to rush over and devour her flesh and drink her blood?"

As he said this, Yin Huaixi reached out and pressed down on Sang Che's movement to remove the strips of cloth.

However, the moment she stepped inside, she fell into the trap that Sang Che, that fox, had set for her.

Suddenly, the bridge of his nose pressed against Yin Huaixi's cheek, and Sang Che kissed Yin Huaixi's thin lips.

Listen...

What a beautiful sound.

This is the Gu worm responding, cheering.

Yin Huaixi's eyes widened in disbelief that Sang Che would dare to do such an outrageous thing in prison!

You know, guards pass by outside from time to time. If someone sees you like that, you'll be so embarrassed!

"Ah Che...you...get off me..."

The fragmented words were disjointed and incoherent, leaving Yin Huaixi completely speechless.

He's been in prison too long.

As expected, problems arose.

In response to Yin Huaixi, Sang Che forcefully squeezed his fingertips between her fingers, giving Yin Huaixi no chance to breathe.

"Ah Che..."

"Stop..."