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

Herb garden.

Many tenant farmers are working with their backs bent.

Song Wenyuan jumped off the carriage, where a servant was already waiting outside the medicine shop.

"My lord, is there something wrong at your residence?"

Song Wenyuan was a servant who managed the pharmacy in the Princess's residence. He was always under the Princess's watchful eye, and his power was far greater than that of those who were kept in the outer courtyard.

The servants in the medicine shop naturally rushed to greet Song Wenyuan, almost kneeling down to carry his shoes.

If they could gain Song Wenyuan's favor and be brought to work at the princess's residence, their monthly salary would increase several times over!

"You guys are really well-informed. Oh well, you'll find out sooner or later anyway."

"I have a prescription here. Tell your manager to bring out the best ingredients."

"His Highness needed it urgently, and there was a delay. You will be held responsible."

Song Wenyuan only had the prince's orders in his eyes. Serving in the princess's residence, he knew that if he was a little careless in other matters, the prince might not investigate further.

But when it comes to that Miao woman, His Highness cares extremely much and cannot tolerate the slightest imperfection.

The sun was blazing.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the estate, naturally attracting the attention of the tenant farmers.

One of the young men rested his arm on the handle of a hoe, tilted his head back toward the carriage, and asked the old tenant farmer next to him.

"Uncle, whose carriage is that?"

The old tenant farmer picked up the water bag, took a big gulp, and quickly pulled the young man over, muttering in a low voice, "In this desolate wilderness, who would come here? This carriage must belong to the Princess's residence."

"I advise you not to talk too much."

"The affairs of Her Highness the Eldest Princess are not matters for us servants to concern ourselves with."

The young man immediately became interested. He took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them to the old tenant farmer, pretending to be a thief: "Uncle, it's not good for me to farm here all my life. What if I could go with that lord to work at the Princess's mansion?"

"There will be endless good days ahead, and I will never forget you, Uncle, when those days come."

Seeing how eloquent this kid was.

The old tenant farmer also had his eye on it. He had been in this medicine shop for a long time and knew what kind of background Song Wenyuan had. It wouldn't hurt to tell this kid a little something.

He beckoned.

"Come closer and listen to me."

The young man immediately went over, and heard the old tenant farmer say, "Her Highness the Princess rarely sends anyone to the medicine shop. She has plenty of these rare things in her residence, why does she need to come here to get them?"

"But recently, the princess's residence has been sending people to our pharmacy to collect medicine... and they are using some kind of insidious and poisonous substances."

At this point, the old tenant farmer looked around nervously, only to see that the tenant farmers in the herb garden had already returned to the edge of the field to drink tea and rest, and were not looking in their direction.

Then he continued, "I do have some connections in the princess's residence over the years, so you've come to the right person."

Weighing the copper coin in his hand, the old tenant farmer patted him on the shoulder.

A glint of light flashed in the young man's eyes as he pressed, "Uncle, I knew you were so smart, you must know something!"

The old tenant farmer said, "You flatter me. But I'm telling you this, so please don't tell anyone else."

"Otherwise, you and I might both be in mortal danger."

Youth: "Of course, I know."

The old tenant farmer said, "Her Highness the Princess has been keeping a woman in her residence. No one knows her background. Everyone in the residence suspects that she is a martial arts practitioner who is skilled in using poisonous insects and drugs."

"Logically speaking, it wouldn't be a problem for the princess's residence to keep some talented people."

"All the princes are like this."

The young man nodded: "Uncle, you're right... So why does His Highness treat that woman differently?"

The old tenant farmer shook his head: "I don't know about that, and don't ask. Just know that such a thing happened."

"Alright, let's get back to work."

"If we don't clear these weeds out, we'll be in big trouble."

Picking up his hoe, the old tenant farmer continued to bury himself in the land.

...

The Imperial Palace.

Zhao Yuan toyed with the wine cup in his hand, carefully examining the clarity of the wine within. He smiled slightly, pursing his lips, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

"So my dear elder sister really is keeping a woman hidden in her household?"

The commander of the Feather Guards lowered his head.

He dared not look at the Emperor's face.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"This news is absolutely true, and I would not dare to deceive Your Majesty."

This satisfactory answer brought a smile to Zhao Yuan's face, and he took a sip of light wine.

"Very good, well done."

"I have another task for you to do."

Commander of the Imperial Guards: "Your Majesty, please speak. I will gladly die for you."

Zhao Yuan: "I want you to bring that woman back to me. Remember, she must be alive."

"You are not allowed to injure, maim, or disfigure anyone."

The commander of the Imperial Guards remained unmoved: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After watching the commander of the Feather Guard leave again, Zhao Yuan raised his hand and beckoned a young eunuch to come in.

"Guards, prepare the carriage."

"I'm going to see the Imperial Concubine again."

Zhao Yuan leaned against the emperor's carriage. He knew in his heart that although his elder sister seemed cold and ruthless, she was actually just like him, and loved the sincerity of others.

But once a person has something they care about, they become vulnerable.

The eldest sister's deep concern for that woman will likely only push her into an abyss.

However, this gave him an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Opportunities that fall from the sky, if you don't seize them, someone else will.

...

That night.

Jiawan, carrying her usual pillow, came to Zhao Huining's bedside.

She took a deep breath.

It embodies the spirit of "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return."

He took a step forward and approached Zhao Huining.

Zhao Huining, who was already dressed in her nightgown and leisurely watching Jiawan's every move, couldn't help but laugh when she saw Jiawan's fearful expression, as if she were facing some enormous creature.

"Ah Shui, if you don't want to sleep with me, you can leave."

I won't force you.

Jiawan: "..."

Only a fool would believe that!

Does Zhao Huining really think she's a fool?!

Besides, she had considered retreating and leaving.

But Jiawan couldn't afford the price to pay; she knew how important Yin Huaixi was to Sang Che...

This is not only because of the high priest's prophecy, but more so because Sang Che genuinely cares about Yin Huaixi.

She saw that the person standing in front of her remained silent and motionless for a long time.

Zhao Huining took the initiative to lift the pale white gauze bed curtains with her hand, and she stretched out her palm towards Jiawan.

"If you're not leaving, then stay and keep me company."

"The night is still long."

Jiawan closed her eyes.

What's there to be afraid of! She has nothing to be afraid of!

It's just sleeping with Aning for one night, isn't it?

Back in Fengming Mountain, Aning used to sleep under her bed every night, keeping watch for her.

We can sleep in the same bed now, so what's the harm?

Jiawan said awkwardly, "Don't rush me, I'll go to bed on my own..."

Just as she finished speaking, Jia Wan's wrist was grabbed by Zhao Huining. Zhao Huining exerted force on her wrist, and Jia Wan, who was caught off guard, stumbled and fell into Zhao Huining's arms.

His knee hit the edge of the bed.

The pain shot through her, and Jiawan grimaced in pain.

However, Zhao Huining, who was pinned down by her, acted like a shrewd strategist who had succeeded, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Ah Shui, I'm not going to eat you."

"Why are you so afraid?"

The two were extremely close, their lips almost touching. Jiawan instinctively tried to pull back, but Zhao Huining held her firmly around the waist.

"Who...who said I'm scared!"

Seeing Jia Wan's stubbornness, Zhao Huining couldn't help but imitate how Jia Wan had "frivolously" treated her back in Fengming Mountain. She opened her lips and bit Jia Wan's nose.

Tender and affectionate.