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

Upon hearing Yin Huaixi's voice, Sang Che gradually slowed down. She suddenly turned around and saw Yin Huaixi looking at her helplessly.

Sang Che feigned unwavering determination, like a pine tree atop a cold mountain, its strong roots firmly planted amidst the jagged rocks.

No matter how strong the wind and rain, we will never bow our heads.

She stubbornly replied, "Didn't you tell me to leave, Miss?"

"Now that you've stopped me, what are you planning to do?"

"Does Miss truly intend to pity me?"

If any other maidservant had seen Sang Che spouting such arrogant words, she would surely have turned pale with fright.

In the Yin family mansion, the head of the family is strict with rules, but he is not an unapproachable person. The second young lady seems to be very rigid, but in fact she is the easiest to talk to.

As long as it doesn't touch on the second young lady's principles, it's all harmless.

But the third young lady is quite quirky and interested in everything, so it's no problem for the servants to joke around and talk nonsense.

However, what the Third Miss disliked most was the servants' overstepping of boundaries.

Such transgression is not just about breaking a cup of tea on a normal day, but about being completely disrespectful and trying to get close to the Third Miss.

The servants all knew the Third Miss's temperament, so they were all restrained and dared not approach her.

Faced with Sang Che's sudden outburst of temper and his tantrum-like questioning, Yin Huaixi was speechless.

She clearly reminded herself every day and night that the effects of the love potion had long been lifted and that she would no longer be controlled by Sang Che.

They come when summoned and leave when dismissed.

She was the one who forcefully pushed the person in front of her away, the one who told Sang Che to sleep outside, and the one who worried that Sang Che's cold illness would relapse in the freezing weather.

"The weather is getting colder, and it might snow tonight. The blanket in your duty room is too thin. I'll have Qingmei change it tomorrow so that someone can sleep in it."

"Tonight, you will sleep with me."

As she spoke, Sang Che seemed to remember something, and her voice dropped eight octaves.

It's like coaxing a child.

Sang Che, who was angry, fell right into this trap and slowly retreated.

"Is what you said true, Miss?"

Yin Huaixi dared not provoke her again, fearing that Sang Che would slip away, so she nodded slightly.

"Naturally true."

"I was wrong to say such harsh words to you before, and I apologize to you here."

Her voice was sincere, and even when Sang Che was angry, he couldn't bear to vent his anger on her for so long.

They've made a scene, and they've tried to appease them.

Knowing when to quit while you're ahead is a good sign, as long as Huaixi still cares about her.

This shows that even without the influence of the Gu worms, Huai Xi still cares about her.

During the time they spent together, Huaixi and she had long since developed a habit of getting along.

Huaixi can't live without her, and he misses her.

The thought came to mind, and Sang Che was overjoyed.

Nothing is more irresistible than knowing this.

She slowly moved back to Yin Huaixi's bedside. Before Sang Che could lie down, Yin Huaixi grabbed her wrist.

Fingertips touched it.

Yin Huaixi wanted to take Sang Che's pulse.

A chill ran through her fingertips; this biting cold was nothing new to Yin Huaixi.

In countless days and nights, in those nights when Yin Huaixi hated Sang Che to the core, she was chased by this chill.

There's no escaping it, no way to break free.

He let Sang Che play with it as he pleased.

Closing her eyes and feeling that familiar pulse, Yin Huaixi was even more certain that the person in front of her was Sang Che.

I don't know what got into her head, but she insisted on hanging around in front of me, saying that she was Chen Wan, a native of the countryside.

She was to serve as her maid.

"Miss... are you treating my illness?"

The way Sang Che looked at himself, seemingly receiving a favor from his master, didn't seem like an act, leaving Yin Huaixi completely baffled as to what Sang Che was really doing.

Does the kindness shown to her by her former playthings trigger excitement in Sang Che, who is now acting as a predator?

If that's the case, then Sang Che is just as wicked as he was in the original story.

However, she wasn't much better off.

Even after being away from Sang Che for so long, she still can't forget her, feels sorry for what she went through, and worries about whether she eats well and sleeps warmly.

In the words of her second sister, this is "self-deprecation".

But she couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Sang Che returned to Miao territory.

Will the Miao King make things difficult for Sang Che? And how will the High Priest force Sang Che to refine the "Gu King"?

Each of these points is filled with the possibility of harming Sang Che.

Thinking of this, Yin Huaixi suddenly felt relieved. Since Sang Che wanted to accompany her in this charade, then she would accompany her.

Whether Sang Che was looking for a place to hide or she had really lost her memory, under the invisible hand of Heaven, she just happened to become the maid "Chen Wan" who was recruited into the manor.

Once Ah Shui's letter arrives, she will know exactly what happened in Miao territory.

...

Yin Huaixi loosened her grip on Sang Che's wrist.

"You are weak and have a lot of cold in your body."

"I'll have someone make you some soup tomorrow. You definitely don't like bitter food, so I'll nourish you with food."

She studied medical books diligently in order to avoid a repeat of the humiliating experience of being captured by Sang Che.

But Yin Huaixi never imagined that her first practice of medical skills would be to treat Sang Che.

These words sounded like a command, yet also like a helpless expression of heartache.

Yin Huaixi didn't show much outward emotion, and Sang Che lost control of Yin Huaixi at that moment.

Besides the intense itch spreading through her heart, Sang Che also felt uneasy about Yin Huaixi being too good to her.

Just like when Yin Huaixi handed over the water bag inside the carriage.

However, Sang Che is not someone who can be easily provoked and discarded.

That's too cowardly.

If you want something, you have to be like a ghost in front of that person, constantly clinging to her, like a memory of hers.

"Miss is treating me so well, does that mean she's going to bring up the matter of kicking me out of the manor again tomorrow? Was that bowl of soup a way of telling me to leave?"

With his arm pressed against the edge of the bed, Sang Che looked up at Yin Huaixi, whose clothes, which she was wearing, slipped off her shoulders again against her will.

Yin Huaixi was completely engrossed in watching.

She suddenly felt that her A-Che was still wearing an indigo dress, and when the wind blew, the silver bells on the hem of the dress jingled, and the little red snake she was playing with in her hand was even more alluring.

Reaching out to straighten Sang Che's clothes from his shoulder, Yin Huaixi patted the blanket beside her, gesturing for Sang Che to lie down.

"I'm not trying to get rid of you. Since you were put into my room by my elder sister, if I drive you away, she will probably find another girl to come."

"You're great."

Upon hearing this, Sang Che couldn't help but grip the wood along the edge of the bed with his fingertips.

Those people won't have a chance.

As long as she remained in the manor, she would not allow any maidservant other than herself to get close to Yin Huaixi.

These words came from Yin Huaixi's heart; after all, Sang Che had shared a bed with her countless days and nights.

Hate over and over again.

Compared to outsiders, Yin Huaixi believed more in Sang Che's often-repeated joke that he would never hurt her.

"Since you say so, Miss, then I'll take off my shoes and socks and sleep with you."

"I'm sure you won't find me unattractive, Miss?"

Yin Huaixi lay down on the bed first, looking at Sang Che with a smile in her eyes.

"I've already let you sleep with me, how could I possibly dislike you?"

"Go to sleep."

"If you keep doing this, you'll catch a cold."

This time, Yin Huaixi never expected that Sang Che would use her as a heater at night, holding her waist and abdomen tightly with both hands, showing no intention of letting go.

Just as Yin Huaixi, who was sweating profusely from the heat, was about to break free from Sang Che, she felt Sang Che's wet breath on the back of her neck.

Followed by.

An unexpected, slightly warm kiss landed on Yin Huaixi's back.

Her whole body stiffened, and Yin Huaixi's legs went weak.

I dared not move an inch.