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

In the pitch-black, hazy night.

The coachman stood before the campfire, looking at Yin Huaixi, gripping the whip in his hand.

"Miss, His Highness's orders are for you to part ways here, and he also told me not to put me in a difficult position, as I wouldn't be able to explain myself to His Highness."

The firewood crackled and popped.

How could Yin Huaixi not understand the groom's implied meaning?

She glanced back at the quiet carriage and smiled softly at the coachman.

"Did His Highness tell you that the Silver Moon River is not a safe place? If you want to send A-Che back to Phoenix Cry Mountain, you must be careful."

Coachman: "That's natural."

Coachman: "His Highness had anticipated that the young lady would say such a thing, and naturally arranged for the government to meet her."

They were rendered speechless.

However, Yin Huaixi breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, Yin Huaixi could sense that Zhao Huining had sent a guard team to follow them. Although these people did not show themselves, they were always by their side.

It's hard to ignore.

That's why, from the capital to the mountains and rivers, despite the long and arduous journey, they didn't encounter a single thief.

It must have been Zhao Huining's men who quietly dealt with these thieves.

She really is "thoughtful".

...

Pack your things inside the carriage.

Looking at Sang Che sleeping soundly, Yin Huaixi gently tied the package.

In the past, Yin Huaixi would have been eager to walk faster at this time, but now, she stared at Sang Che's sleeping face, looking at him carefully and attentively.

"Miss Yin, are you feeling better?"

"This place is not safe to stay any longer. I hope you can hurry up, young lady."

Knowing that the coachman was afraid she would make any unnecessary movements, Yin Huaixi responded.

He lifted the curtain with one hand, carrying the package, and jumped out of the carriage.

The coachman was already waiting outside, holding a wooden token in his hand, which he respectfully handed over.

"This is the token His Highness prepared for Miss Yin to make contact with the soldiers. Please keep it safe."

"Don't lose it."

Yin Huaixi took the token, thanked him, and disappeared into the distance into the night.

The groom kept a close eye on it.

Immediately, a group of people darted out from behind him, stepping on the weeds without making a sound.

Coachman: "Follow him, and remember His Highness's instructions: do not overstep your bounds."

The group, dressed in black and completely covered up, immediately agreed in a low voice.

He then disappeared into the night, just like Yin Huaixi.

The coachman sat back in the carriage, grabbed the reins, and drove the horse further and further away under the moonlight.

...

Yin Mansion.

The servant on duty was fast asleep leaning against the door, with two large black dogs curled up beside him.

Suddenly, the black dog smelled a familiar yet unfamiliar scent on its nose. It immediately stood up alertly, its ears perked up.

Staring through the crack in the door.

The light footsteps alerted the black dog; the smell was both familiar and strange, and the dog growled softly.

This immediately woke the servants.

"Big Black, are there people outside?"

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the servant became cautious. He cautiously peeked out the door and saw a familiar face suddenly appear before him.

"Third Miss!"

After calling out.

A wave of fear washed over the servants again. The Third Miss had been missing for a long time; was this a person or a ghost?

Although the head of the family and the second young lady firmly believed that the third young lady was not in any trouble, the rumors in the mansion had become even more rampant after such a long period of absence.

Many of the servants who were brought in later had never seen the Third Miss's face.

He arrived early and had seen the Third Miss before, which is why he remembered her.

"Knowing it's me, why won't you open the door?"

Yin Huaixi was panting heavily as she carried the package.

She walked all the way here, so she needs to take a shower, change her clothes, and get a good night's sleep to avoid turning herself into a dried-up mess.

The servant was filled with suspicion and disbelief.

Thinking of the strange things that have been happening in Lingshui City recently, he could only force a simple, honest smile.

"Third Miss...please allow me to inform the head of the family!"

That's all.

Before Yin Huaixi could respond, the servant's figure disappeared into the night.

Helpless, Yin Huaixi had no choice but to wait outside the mansion.

She felt a little uneasy.

When she left Lingshui City, she had such a bad falling out with her second sister because of Sang Che. Now, she wondered if her second sister had returned to the capital to report for duty.

What does her elder sister think of her?

Well, she really deserves a beating and should be punished by kneeling properly in the ancestral hall.

If it can calm my elder sister down, that would be good.

...

The servant stumbled and staggered.

If he hadn't spent so much time in the Yin family mansion, he could have memorized these routes with his eyes closed; otherwise, he would have fallen and gotten bruised and battered.

"Master, Master!"

"The Third Miss is back! The Third Miss is back!"

These shouts immediately caused all the lights in the courtyards to turn on. The maids, not knowing what was going on, quickly dressed, picked up their lanterns, and went out.

Yin Baishuang, who was a light sleeper, was suddenly awakened by the loud noise in the yard. She threw off the covers and listened intently.

Finally, I could hear clearly that the servant kept repeating the words "Third Miss".

Wearing only her pajamas, Yin Baishuang didn't even have time to put on an outer garment. She only realized she was barefoot when she stepped onto the cold floor.

Standing outside the mansion gate.

Yin Huaixi looked up and saw that all the lights in the Yin residence were on. At that moment, she did not regret her decision to return home.

She endured countless hardships and persevered until she finally arrived at her doorstep.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The red gates of the Yin residence opened, and Yin Baishuang, draped in a cloak, was surrounded by a crowd. She immediately spotted her younger sister, whom she hadn't seen for many days.

"Huai Xi..."

He uttered those two words softly.

Tears welled in Yin Baishuang's eyes. She took a deep breath, her body trembling slightly.

If it weren't for someone supporting her, Yin Baishuang would probably have fallen to the ground.

"Eldest sister, I'm back."

Yin Huaixi felt guilty, and for the first time, she felt her steps as she entered her home were so heavy.

Faced with Yin Huaixi's hesitation, Yin Baishuang sighed and opened her arms.

She reached out and hugged Yin Huaixi.

Her hand gently stroked the back of Yin Huaixi's head, tears welling in her eyes, her voice soft: "Huaixi, it's good that you're back."

"It's good that you're back."

Yin Baishuang was still the same Yin Baishuang who would indulge her without any limits. Yin Huaixi leaned against her and did not get up for a long time.

...

Miao region.

Sang Che slept for an unknown amount of time. When she opened her eyes, she heard a familiar chanting sound beside her.

That was the voice of the high priest.

"Holy Maiden, you're awake?"

Dressed in luxurious clothes, Sang Che got up from the bed, with maids standing on either side of her, reaching out to support her.

Seeing that Sang Che did not answer his question, the high priest continued, "Holy Maiden, my men stationed at Phoenix Cry Mountain have discovered you."

"It is said that several Han Chinese people brought you to the Miao village."

After listening to the high priest's detailed explanation, Sang Che finally asked, "Did you find any letters on me?"

When Sang Che received the water pouch from Yin Huaixi, his sensitivity to the powder immediately alerted him that something was wrong with the pouch; someone had drugged it.

But she still drank it without hesitation.

The high priest clearly anticipated Sang Che's question and shook his head, his silver ornaments jingling.

"Holy Maiden, the people of the Miao village did not find any letters on you."

"Didn't I tell the Holy Maiden long ago that the Han woman doesn't hold the Holy Maiden in any place in her heart?"

Faced with the high priest's words.

Sang Che sneered, dismissed the maid, and politely declined to be helped.

"There has never been any discord between Huaixi and me; she did not harm me."

"She already has me in her heart."

"Otherwise, does the High Priest believe I can return safely?"

Sang Che's tone was resolute.

She also has plans for her next steps.