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

Seven days later.

Yin Huaixi's wound had scabbed over, and she didn't know what strange things Sang Che had done to her body again.

In short, her wound healed remarkably quickly.

"Knock knock..."

The long-silent door was gently knocked on, and Yin Huaixi immediately stood up from the bed. She had been locked up here for seven days, and it was no wonder she had grown mushrooms.

I'm starting to get tired of being with Sang Che!

"Wait a minute."

"Huaixi, something is definitely amiss when things are going strange."

Sang Che grabbed Yin Huaixi's skirt immediately, her fingers clenched tightly, giving Yin Huaixi no chance to dart forward.

The words of retort were on the tip of my tongue.

Yin Huaixi swallowed it back down.

Sang Che's words were not without reason.

In the past few days, apart from daily necessities, His Highness has not sent anyone to this place.

Such an unusual situation today must mean something is about to happen.

A storm is brewing.

It's best to be cautious.

"Huaixi, let me go scout ahead."

"You can wait here for a moment."

Sang Che stood up, and a beautiful, bright red spider with its long legs spread out on her fingertip danced around, fawning over Sang Che.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the red spider. As if understanding his meaning, the spider nimbly leaped down from Sang Che's fingertips.

It crawled out of the door crack along the floor gap.

Sang Che closed his eyes.

She could sense Red Spider's every move and who was outside the door.

The head maid, dressed in the attire of a servant from the Princess's residence, waited anxiously outside the door, her eyes filled with unspoken words.

Only after confirming that the group outside the door wasn't a menacing guard clad in black armor and wielding long swords did Sang Che breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that Her Highness the Princess had something to discuss with them today, which shows she was quite sincere.

It wouldn't be necessary to have two guards hold knives to their necks.

Seeing Sang Che's serious expression, Yin Huaixi curiously stepped forward, placed her fingers on the crook of Sang Che's arm, and asked softly, "A-Che, is there something going on outside?"

Sang Che shook his head: "There's only one maid. It seems Your Highness really has something to do today, and isn't just making fun of you and me."

Despite saying that, Sang Che, who stepped forward first, still protected Yin Huaixi behind him as she reached out and opened the door.

...

The two were led to the courtyard of Zhao Huining's main hall.

Along the way, Yin Huaixi saw rare flowers and trees that could only be seen in Miao areas.

She was filled with surprise and doubt.

Could it be that Zhao Huining meticulously arranged all these things for Jiawan?

"Please wait in this hall for a moment while I bring you a pot of fine tea, fruit, and snacks."

The head maid bowed.

Her attitude was quite respectful. After receiving a probing look from Sang Che, Yin Huaixi put aside her grudges and sat down on the stool.

However, the maid returned shortly afterward, bringing out the finest tea and pastries.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Sang Che immediately asked, "Wait, when will your prince arrive here?"

"We can't just sit here waiting, can we?"

They are clearly His Highness's prisoners.

But this guy can still act all high and mighty.

Remembering His Highness's instructions not to provoke Sang Che, this Miao woman, the maid could only suppress her emotions and honestly reply, "Your Highness will probably have to wait another hour."

"Please have some tea, both of you."

Sang Che, who had never waited for anyone before, was not angry. She seemed to be deep in thought as she sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of tea.

Watching the maid disappear.

Yin Huaixi also turned the teacup over. She was about to take the teapot from Sang Che's hand when Sang Che snatched the teacup from her.

"Ah Che, how childish are you?"

"They can't not even let me have a sip of water..."

Before she could finish speaking, the cup of tea that Sang Che had just placed in front of her appeared in front of Yin Huaixi.

"You drink this one."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Yin Huaixi: "Boring."

"Give me back my cup!"

Sang Che shook her head slightly. Her childish actions made Yin Huaixi unable to say anything harsh, and she could only glare at her.

Her beautiful eyes were mesmerizing.

"Ah Che, if you don't give it back to me, I'm going to take it by force."

With her palm pressed against the table, Yin Huaixi leaned sideways and reached out to snatch the teacup from Sang Che's hand.

"Huaixi, the tea I poured for you didn't have any medicine in it, why can't you drink it?"

Raising her hand high, Sang Che gripped the teacup tightly. Her raised eyebrows and soft voice made Yin Huaixi even more eager to teach Sang Che a lesson for her unruly temper.

In the past, she couldn't help but be afraid and obedient when she saw Sang Che, but now Yin Huaixi occasionally dares to joke and play around with Sang Che.

"It's not about whether or not I can have tea, it's that what you're doing... is just too much of a bully!"

With the teacup within reach, Yin Huaixi reached out and hooked it with her finger, whether it was because Sang Che was relaxed or deliberately letting her off the hook.

This strike allowed Yin Huaixi to successfully grasp the teacup, however, in the next second...

The cup of tea that Sang Che had poured for Yin Huaixi was spilled on the table, and the scalding tea immediately dripped down the edge of the table.

"Huaixi, watch out!"

Forgetting about teasing Yin Huaixi any longer, Sang Che was worried that she would get blisters from the hot tea, so he immediately got up from his stool and rushed to Yin Huaixi's side.

Reaching out to grab Yin Huaixi's wrist, Sang Che's face was filled with worry. She was panting and noticed that Yin Huaixi's chest and sleeves were wet.

The two were not dressed thickly to begin with, and now that the tea had soaked Yin Huaixi's chest, her figure was faintly visible.

Realizing that Sang Che's gaze was a little strange, Yin Huaixi hurriedly reached out and covered her chest with both hands.

Her earlobes, auricles, and cheeks all turned red.

"What...what are you looking at? You're not allowed to look!"

Even though the two had gone through thick and thin together, Yin Huaixi still didn't like Sang Che seeing her in such a disheveled and embarrassed state.

After being scolded by Yin Huaixi, Sang Che lowered his eyes, said nothing, and obediently looked away.

A soft "creak" sounded.

The tightly closed door was pushed open.

The maidservant beside Zhao Huining gave a slight bow to the two of them and then withdrew.

"What are you two doing?"

Seeing their inseparable actions, Zhao Huining couldn't help but frown.

It's truly unbearable to look at.

When a person is at their most vulnerable and in their most awkward moment, they are surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

Yin Huaixi quickly covered her chest with both hands and said, "Your Highness, my clothes have been accidentally soaked with tea. Could you please allow me to change so that I can formally meet with Your Highness?"

Before Zhao Huining could look over, Sang Che moved to block Yin Huaixi's view, preventing Zhao Huining from probing.

Her possessiveness about her food made Zhao Huining smile involuntarily.

"Alright, you may leave now. I have something to say to her."

Having received Zhao Huining's permission, Yin Huaixi quickly withdrew, her departing figure captivating Sang Che, who lingered there for a long time, unwilling to turn back.

"Sang Che, it seems that in some areas, you are even inferior to me."

Zhao Huining stepped forward, the pearl hairpins in her hair swaying and making a clear, melodious sound.

Provoked, Sang Che withdrew her gaze, then looked at Zhao Huining with considerable resentment and asked, "What aspect is Your Highness referring to?"

Zhao Huining had absolutely no intention of giving Sang Che any face.

"Of course, you don't hold a place in Yin Huaixi's heart."

"Sang Che, don't you think...you're pathetic?"

"To love someone so much, yet receive no response from her."