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

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves.

Yin Huaixi, who was still checking the prescription in her hand behind Qingmei, did not step into the room. She was engrossed in looking at the prescription.

"Oh, I understand."

"Go and soak it first, but remember not to add rock sugar, it'll be too sweet and cloying."

This subconscious dependence and habitual tone made Sang Che feel very uncomfortable.

During her stay at the temple, she listened to Qingmei and Yin Huaixi chatter away, looking at the stars and the moon, discussing everything from their life ideals to poetry and songs.

Not a single word was missing.

I really don't know why these two talk so much. Is it because they've been friends since they were little?

"Miss...Miss, why is there suddenly someone in your room?"

"It's still alive, and it's quite beautiful..."

Qingmei, who was always loud and boisterous, rubbed her eyes and looked at Sang Che from all angles, but she couldn't believe it wasn't her hallucination.

This is a living, breathing person.

This beautiful woman was wearing the most fashionable clothes in Lingshui City this year.

It has to be said that clothes make the man, and this woman wearing this outfit is a living advertisement.

Upon hearing this, Yin Huaixi frowned immediately. A few days ago, she had heard her elder sister mention that she was going to assign a new maid to her room.

This wouldn't normally be a big deal, but her elder sister insisted on calling her aside for detailed instructions, and Yin Huaixi immediately sensed something was wrong.

She gritted her teeth and resolutely refused.

Unexpectedly, the eldest sister took the initiative and brought the man back.

Yin Huaixi immediately turned around. This time, she really didn't dare to step into her own boudoir. Yin Huaixi sighed softly.

If Sang Che, that "jealous jerk," were here, he would definitely make a scene with that woman.

She was a holy maiden of Miao territory, someone who wouldn't care even if the sky fell. If she really got into a fight with an ordinary woman, Yin Huaixi wouldn't know how to persuade her.

Feeling flustered and confused.

Yin Huaixi couldn't help but reach out and pinch her wrist again.

Please, this is her family's mansion.

What does she have to be afraid of?

At worst, we can give that woman a dozen or so taels of silver and let her find a better place to live.

It's better than feeling awkward around her.

"Miss, Miss, won't you come in and take a look?"

Qingmei immediately put down her work, stepped over the threshold, and looked excited.

Yin Huaixi hesitated, "I...I won't go. Tell that woman to find a better way out for herself."

"I can give her silver."

That's so clearly stated.

Even if Qingmei was completely clueless, she understood what her young mistress meant. Without asking any further questions, Qingmei turned and went back into her room.

Close the door while you're at it.

With a simple and honest smile on her face, Qingmei sat down next to Sang Che and said sincerely, "Miss, my young lady's room is not short of people to take care of her. My young lady said that it is really not easy for you to come all this way."

"How about you give the young lady a dozen or so taels of silver, and she can find another way to get the money?"

Upon hearing Qingmei's words, Sang Che picked up the teapot and, with a series of fluid movements, brewed a pot of tea.

She pushed the teacup over, and saw that the tea was clear and bright, truly a fine tea ceremony.

Sang Che didn't say anything, and Qingmei felt ashamed on her own.

As the saying goes, the capable should be in charge.

Presumably, the head of the household sent this "skillful" woman to the young lady's room in the hopes of finding someone more suitable to serve her.

The head of the family did not replace her, surely because he cherished the bond between her and the young lady since childhood, which is why he kept her.

But if she were to be so tactless as to send away the people sent by the family head, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the family head?!

Even if she had the guts of a bear and the courage of a leopard, she wouldn't dare to do that!

"I...I understand what you mean, young lady."

"But once my young lady has made up her mind, not even nine oxen could pull her back..."

Sang Che's eyes crinkled with a smile: "How about I talk to her myself?"

...

Sitting in the pavilion.

Yin Huaixi supported her chin with her palm.

She thought back to the days when Sang Che was still by her side. If A-Che were still with her, he would definitely be nagging her about looking at the prescriptions every day, just trying to find a way to get rid of the Gu worms.

You can just ask her directly.

Yin Huaixi couldn't tell whether she was arrogant and wanted to develop a way to break the love curse, or worried that the antidote prescription Sang Che gave her had been "doubled and embellished".

If she could figure out the details, that would be fine, but unfortunately, with her current abilities, she can't decipher the antidote prescription that Sang Che wrote, which is like a book written in heaven.

"Miss, that girl says she wants to talk to you herself."

Qingmei stood awkwardly behind Yin Huaixi. Her mind was filled with thoughts that once her mistress saw that beautiful woman, she would surely be attracted to her, and perhaps her status would be relegated to a lower position.

She will probably never again be the close and considerate maidservant by her mistress's side.

Waaaaah!

How could Heaven be so unjust!

Yin Huaixi turned back helplessly. She was just about to say that they should talk, and she wanted to hear what the girl had to say from the bottom of her heart.

However, in the next instant, Yin Huaixi saw the face she had been longing for.

Longing, fear, and an indescribable sense of unease welled up in Yin Huaixi's heart, making her scalp tingle.

"Hello, Miss."

"I am a new maid in the manor, here to serve the young lady."

Yin Huaixi had indeed considered that Sang Che, that persistent female ghost, was following her, but she never imagined that Sang Che would appear in front of her like this.

She even referred to herself as a maid or servant.

"Sang Che, what are you pretending for?"

Yin Huaixi stood up abruptly, ignoring the prescriptions and medical books that were usually so precious and weighed down on her knees.

Her gaze was intense, as if she could burn a hole through Sang Che.

Sang Che feigned ignorance: "Miss, who is this person you're talking about? I don't know him."

"I am Chen Wan."

"If you don't believe me, Miss, you can go and ask the slave trader who bought me and sent me to your mansion."

Nonsense.

They have a whole set of theories to tell you.

How could Yin Huaixi possibly fall for such a simple trick!

Standing to the side, Qingmei scratched her head, completely confused about the current situation.

"Miss, do you know this person?"

Yin Huaixi, who had been so determined to expose and remove Sang Che's hood, was stunned by Qingmei's question.

The eldest sister must not know what Sang Che looks like, which is why she brought Sang Che into the mansion.

Since their separation, Yin Huaixi had also felt surprised. Given Sang Che's personality, it was impossible for her not to come looking for him, let alone remain completely silent.

Could it be that Sang Che in front of me really knows nothing?

In an instant, all sorts of ridiculous and melodramatic plots, such as carriage crashes and amnesia, flooded Yin Huaixi's mind.

You have to understand, this was originally a novel full of illogical plot points and absurdities, so it's perfectly reasonable for such a storyline to appear later on.

Completely unaware of what was happening, Sang Che had already mentally prepared her response, regardless of what Yin Huaixi said about her being Sang Che.

She wouldn't acknowledge it.

She insisted that she was a maid hired by the head of the family specifically to serve Yin Huaixi.

That's what makes it interesting.

...

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Qingmei became even more puzzled.

After a long pause, Yin Huaixi finally answered her, "I don't know him."

Qingmei: "Then, Miss, do you want to keep her here?"

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Yin Huaixi: "Stay."

After saying that, Yin Huaixi tiptoed and whispered in Qingmei's ear, "Remember, don't let her come to my room tonight."

"Otherwise, I will hold you responsible."

Sang Che, who had overheard everything, pursed her lips and smiled lightly, raising an eyebrow at Yin Huaixi.

Should we not let her go to her room at night?

She won't listen to reason.

After all, Huaixi hadn't listened to her.