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

I was so suddenly startled.

Yin Huaixi shifted her position, grabbed the blanket, and fell to the ground.

"Thump!"

With a muffled thud, Yin Huaixi winced in pain.

Before she could react, the maids who had been waiting outside rushed in, their expressions wary.

"Saintess!"

After that loud shout, the maid finally realized the situation before her.

Yin Huaixi fell to the ground in a disheveled state, wrapped in a blanket, while their saintess remained sitting perfectly fine on the bed.

Her fingers hovered in the air, as if she wanted to grab Yin Huaixi's hand, but unfortunately, she didn't have time.

Yin Huaixi still fell down.

The maids looked at each other, their minds filled with the storybooks about people from the Central Plains that they had read the day before.

They were not originally from this village; the Holy Maiden came here to recuperate, and they settled here with her.

If you want to conceal your identity while you're out in the world, you can't speak the language of the Miao people; you have to learn how middle-aged people speak.

They learned the living habits of the people of the Central Plains so that they could live in seclusion in the city and not be discovered by the people of the Central Plains.

Similarly, they also adopted the hobbies of the people of the Central Plains, such as enjoying tea and listening to storytelling.

To kill time during a boring day.

There's everything in storybooks, including plenty of stories about mountain spirits and monsters falling in love with mortal women and men.

They also have a penchant for homosexuality and mirror-grinding.

These taboo themes were merely appetizers for the people of the Central Plains.

More is yet to come.

For example, some people are willing to "suffer" or "be punished" in bed.

Could it be that the saintess also has this kind of fetish?

This was the first time they had ever heard of such a thing, so how could they not be shocked!

Sang Che couldn't see the maid's expression. Her fingers moved downwards, her expression still gentle, as she asked Yin Huaixi, "Did you... hurt yourself?"

Turning his head, he saw two maids serving Sang Che staring at him with meaningful expressions.

Yin Huaixi: "..."

What nonsense are these two thinking?

Nothing happened between her and Sang Che last night, okay?

They are both completely innocent!

It was only because she was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see Sang Che being afflicted by the cold poison that she took off her clothes and slept in the same bed with her!

"Holy Maiden, we have troubled you greatly."

"Then I will take my leave."

Yin Huaixi: "???"

You should at least help them up!

How can they be so cold and heartless!

The door creaked shut.

Yin Huaixi rolled her eyes helplessly at the sky. She had been lying on the ground like a pupa and had just gotten up.

Those warm, jade-like, fair hands appeared before Yin Huaixi.

Sang Che was still groping for the edge of the bed with her other hand when she realized that Yin Huaixi was right in front of her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's because this bed is too small that you fell to the ground."

"That afternoon, I ordered someone to replace it."

Hearing Sang Che's blaming remarks about the bed, Yin Huaixi couldn't help but laugh.

She completely let down her guard, reached out and grasped Sang Che's palm, using it for support.

Yin Huaixi: "It's not the bed's fault, it was my own carelessness."

"But you, Ah Che, why aren't you even dressed properly?"

I had to resist the cheesy sentimentality.

She pulled up the collar of Sang Che's clothes, which was embroidered with exquisite patterns, completely covering Sang Che's exposed and eye-catching snow-white skin.

Seriously…

Even a straight woman wouldn't be able to resist the close allure of such a stunning beauty, right?!

What's more, she's not even straight!

Amitabha Buddha, this is simply unfair!

Yin Huaixi offered her three words of concern, her eyes clear and pure, only wanting to help Sang Che put on his bathrobe.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sang Che leaned against Yin Huaixi's chest, reverting to her soft, cuddly self.

It seemed that she could only get out of bed if Yin Huaixi held her.

...

The crowing of roosters echoed across the mountains and fields.

The maids didn't dare to disturb Sang Che, so they went out to buy things.

The village chief would send people to deliver their daily necessities, such as food, clothing, and other necessities.

But on ordinary days, they also have things they want to buy, and the saintess doesn't strictly control them.

These women would occasionally slip out and wander around the village.

"This is a fat rabbit that I hunted a while ago."

"Ah Yu's shiny fur is a rare find! You should buy it now!"

There is a gravel road in the village. In the past, the villagers would exchange goods here, or sell bamboo products, wild game, medicinal herbs and ointments, as well as dried goods and vegetables.

The two maids linked arms and picked out some useful woven items.

Just then, a dark-skinned man put down his basket and carrying pole, and timidly asked, "Brother Muhe, can these things really be sold?"

Wearing a short jacket and a turban, Mu He turned around. He smelled of fish, clearly indicating that he had been working at the docks for many years.

"Of course they'll sell."

"These are trendy items from the city! None of the people in our village have ever seen these pastries you make!"

Mu He excitedly spread out a coarse cloth and placed all the pastries wrapped in oilcloth in the basket on it. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to take care of the two dried fish he had brought with him.

Unlike Mu He, the man was not excited. He smiled faintly, and his shrewd eyes began to survey the layout of the village.

I dealt with several women who were shopping.

The man began to have doubts. Could this really be just an ordinary Miao village?

There is no news of the Third Miss.

The items in the basket were selling very well. Mu He exchanged them for a large number of household necessities and was happily counting his money.

She didn't have time to greet the man.

The man silently wrapped the pastries until a pair of Miao women appeared before him.

Unlike the weathered faces of ordinary peasant women, these two Miao women had delicate features, fair skin, and indigo blue dresses that suggested they were not ordinary people.

It is also decorated with simple silver ornaments.

It makes a tinkling sound when it walks, which is quite eye-catching.

The man coughed lightly, nudged Mu He beside him with his elbow, and whispered, "Brother Mu He, are these two women married?"

His tone was like that of a peasant looking for a wife, and Mu He had no doubts, only scoffing.

He replied, "I advise you not to even think about it; they're serving..."

At this point, Mu He stopped abruptly, refusing to utter a single word.

Sensing something was amiss, the man immediately pressed, "Why can't we think about it? Could these two be influential figures in the village?"

Mu He slowed down his counting of money, avoiding his gaze, and nodded sullenly.

He said, "You can think of it this way, but in short, you must never provoke her, and you should never think about marrying her."

"If you're so foolish as to do that, don't blame me for not being able to save you later."

Mu He usually speaks with a loud voice, but this time he knew to calm himself down and speak to the man in a lower voice.

"Oh, are these pastries from outside?"

However, the two maids walked towards them.

His eyes gleamed as he stared at the pastries on Mu He's stall.

Seeing that a customer had arrived, Mu He quickly greeted them, "These are goods from outside; I had a hard time getting them here. How many do you two want?"

One of the maids pointed to two or three kinds and said, "Just wrap these up for me."

Another person asked, puzzled, "Why buy so much?"

The man deftly wrapped the pastries, when the maid sighed helplessly, "Master instructed that if you notice anything delicious or fun, remember to bring it to that person to try. Haven't you seen how much Master dotes on her?"

"That person doesn't like it here, they'd definitely prefer these places..."

Before he could finish speaking, his companion pinched his waist. "You mouth! Keep your mouth shut in public! Hurry up and take the things!"

The pain in her lower back brought the woman back to her senses. She took the wrapped pastries from Mu He, exchanging money for the goods.

Upon hearing this, the man had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

Judging from what they said, it seems there are indeed outsiders in this village... and they were even captured and brought in!

Could it be related to the Third Miss?