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

Yin Huaixi was stunned when he saw Qingmei looking like she was undergoing a "worldview reshaping".

Then she followed Qingmei's gaze downwards.

It would have been better if I hadn't looked; what I saw shocked me.

Her clothes were half-open, not properly dressed at all, and even her snow-white shoulders were exposed.

What's even more outrageous is that... the continuous marks on her skin from her neck down are shocking. Just one glance is enough to tell what "good deeds" she did last night.

It was obvious who had done this, and Yin Huaixi was filled with rage.

She didn't care that there were so many maids watching outside the bed curtains. She lifted the quilt with one hand and pushed the person who was sleeping soundly.

"stand up!"

"What did you do to me last night!"

"Look what you've done! Are you a dog? You've been using me as a chew toy!"

Qingmei had never seen the Third Miss lose her temper like this before. She swallowed hard, and the maid behind her was also stunned.

They had only recently entered the Yin residence and had never met the Third Miss before, let alone now.

Miss, is this... a sign of affection through scolding and beating?

In previous years, when they were working in the fields, they had never heard of such juicy gossip.

But now that they've entered the city and seen the way the young ladies and gentlemen behave, it's truly an eye-opener.

So this is what city dwellers do! No wonder they party every night and live a life of debauchery!

Young masters seeking out servants and pageboys, and young ladies seeking out maids and female servants, were no longer a novelty in the eyes of the maids; instead, they became the daily topic of conversation.

They were having a great time talking about it.

Sang Che, feeling wronged by Yin Huaixi's words, reluctantly got out of bed. She pretended to have not slept well and looked listless.

"Miss...please don't be angry."

"It was my fault last night. Are you feeling unwell, Miss?"

Sang Che has always had a pure and innocent face, so even if what she said sounds incredibly fake, most people would believe it just by looking at her beautiful face.

However, Qingmei and the many maids, who had been full of confidence in their mistress, were struck dumb as if by lightning.

According to what that maid said, it was Miss who was under her last night.

Where does this logic come from?!

Could it be... that this was requested by the young lady herself?

After saying that, Sang Che coughed twice on purpose, knowing that Yin Huaixi was most worried about her cold ailment.

Because the worsening of her cold symptoms was caused by Yin Huaixi herself, she was the one who stuffed the pill into her lips.

Whenever she coughs, Yin Huaixi feels guilty and remembers what he once did.

Her Huaixi was just that kind-hearted.

Sure enough, upon hearing the cough and seeing Sang Che's weak appearance, Yin Huaixi's temper vanished.

He had completely forgotten about offending her.

That's enough. It's just a few bites on her body. What's worse is that she's not immune to such things. Why take it so seriously with a patient?

Although Yin Huaixi looked disgusted, she still honestly reached out and pulled the flower-patterned quilt over Sang Che's body, afraid that if she were exposed to any more cold wind, she would really become like the frail and sickly Lin Daiyu.

"Qingmei, go and tell the kitchen staff to make her a nourishing soup. Deduct the cost of the medicinal herbs from my account."

Qingmei accepted the order.

She thought to herself, her prediction was right after all. The young lady still cared about this pretty girl and even had her deduct money from the account!

Miss has never done this before!

Just as Qingmei was about to go down and give instructions, Yin Huaixi called her back.

"Oh, right."

"I'll give you a prescription later. Have the steward go to the Apricot Grove Clinic to get the medicine according to this prescription. Remember, the year on the prescription must be accurate, otherwise the medicine will be half as effective."

Upon hearing Yin Huaixi utter the words "Xinglin Pavilion," everyone's hearts skipped a beat, unable to believe it was true.

Xinglin Hall was a place where high-ranking officials and nobles went to see a doctor. The medicinal herbs inside were all rare and precious herbs picked by old hunters and mountain herders.

The acquisition price alone is considerable, not to mention the selling price.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an astronomical price.

Even so, Xinglin Medical Clinic still has countless people seeking medical treatment and medicine, not for any other reason than that the doctors there have superb medical skills, and one prescription can cure the disease.

Who wouldn't be envious and tempted?

I'd be willing to spend any amount of money, even mountains of gold and silver.

But how could these lowly servants possibly enjoy such a thing? Just one dose of medicine would probably cost them several months' wages.

Seeing that Qingmei hadn't made a move yet, Yin Huaixi looked at her and asked, "Qingmei, is something going to happen to you later?"

"If that doesn't work, I'll send someone else."

Qingmei shook her head.

"Miss, the medicine at Xinglin Medical Clinic is not cheap. If you need to get a certain number of courses of treatment, you'll probably have to pay a lot of money from the accountant."

Hearing her say that, Yin Huaixi suddenly realized something and shook her head.

"The money in the account belongs to my elder sister. Since it's for my people's medical treatment, I can't spend it as I please. Go and open my private treasury."

"You know where you put the key."

The money in the account does indeed belong to the head of the family, but the young lady used to be quite carefree when spending it. How come she has become so sensible after going out for a while?

I never imagined that one day these words would come out of the young lady's mouth.

Qingmei, the head maid who accompanied Yin Huaixi day and night, was shocked, not to mention the group of maids who followed behind Qingmei.

She thought to herself, "Being born beautiful is a gift from God!"

Look how infatuated they've become with their third young lady!

...

After everyone had left.

Yin Huaixi did not ask any maids to serve her. She had gotten used to living in Fengming Mountain, and she couldn't even count how long it had been since she had lived a life where everything was done for her.

Barefoot, Sang Che slowly stepped onto the wooden plank, holding the dress Yin Huaixi was going to wear. Her long hair was tied up, and she walked slowly to Yin Huaixi.

Wearing a moon-white dress, Sang Che looked so pure and untouched that Yin Huaixi couldn't take her eyes off him.

After glancing at the two figures in the bronze mirror, Yin Huaixi did not tell Sang Che to get out of here.

She let Sang Che unfold his clothes and came to her, saying, "Miss, shall I dress you?"

As Sang Che reached out to untie her robe, Yin Huaixi looked into Sang Che's eyes, then reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind Sang Che's ear.

"Ah Che, you look most beautiful when you wear silver jewelry."

This one sentence was so powerful that even Sang Che, whose acting skills were always superb, couldn't hold back. She stopped breathing and stared blankly at Yin Huaixi.

Sang Che suddenly wanted to ask Yin Huaixi if she looked beautiful now that she was dressed in Han Chinese clothes, as her servant, her slave.

Yin Huaixi rubbed her thumb against Sang Che's small ears, unable to put it down. In the past, she could only keep her various thoughts about Sang Che to herself.

Now that I can actually use it, it feels very different.

Her ears turned red from being touched, and Sang Che felt that she was about to purr like a farmer's cat, wagging her fluffy tail to show her happiness.

But after the pleasant comfort...

Sang Che had another "bad idea".

She couldn't help but press Yin Huaixi for more information: "Who exactly is this A-Che that Miss is talking about?"

"Is she someone who looks a lot like me? Then in your eyes, is she prettier than me?"

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Is Sang Che really addicted to cosplay?!

Even so, I'll just provoke her.

Yin Huaixi released his grip.

"Yes, my A-Che is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in this world."

With her hands behind her back, Yin Huaixi approached Sang Che and whispered in his ear with a smile, "But you'd better not follow her example."

Sang Che: "Miss, why is this?"

Yin Huaixi: "She's a bad woman."

"Bad regardless of the occasion or place."