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

"Yin Huaixi, are you insane?!"

"I am the eldest son of the Yan family. How dare you draw your sword against me at your sister's birthday banquet?"

Yan Shichang's face was filled with disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Yin Huaixi gave him no chance to confront her and slashed at Yan Shichang's sleeve with his long, sharp blade. Yan Shichang couldn't dodge in time, and a long gash was cut into his sleeve.

The blade embedded itself in the skin, drawing blood immediately.

"Young master, young master, are you alright?"

Shi Tou panicked and quickly helped Yan Shichang, who was terrified.

Despite the blood soaking her sleeves and wrists, Sang Che trembled as she forced herself to hold onto Yin Huaixi's wrist.

"Miss, it's my fault."

"I shouldn't have talked back to Young Master Yan."

"Don't be angry anymore."

Sang Che deliberately spoke in a weak voice, her eyes red, as if she was in pain and had shed tears.

...

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The sun was shining brightly.

Holding a parasol, this was the first scene that greeted Yin Qingyue as she entered the courtyard.

Coincidentally, the person standing in front of Yin Qingyue was Shen Lingyi, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, who had just been talking to the maid.

Maid: "Miss, you're so clever! The Third Miss of the Yin family protected her so much, is that girl someone from the Third Miss's quarters?"

Upon hearing the girl in front of her mention her younger sister, Yin Qingyue reached out to stop the people behind her, signaling them to stop and not immediately step inside.

She received a letter from her elder sister, and Yin Huaixi sincerely admitted her mistakes in the letter. Only then did she ask her superior for leave and rush back to Lingshui.

Unexpectedly, upon returning, she saw a man who resembled the one who had previously abducted her sister.

This face, if you're going to say it's different, then it definitely has some unique features.

Although the Miao woman possessed an innocent-looking face that could captivate and mesmerize, she was actually treacherous and cunning.

The frail, helpless girl in front of us was quite pitiful.

Clenching my teeth.

No matter which face she has, she is incredibly alluring.

Yin Qingyue's gaze was intense, but she suddenly lowered her head and sighed.

With such captivating methods, it's no wonder Huaixi was so confused.

Huaixi was still young, how could she resist such temptation?

As the older sister, she couldn't be too harsh on Huaixi.

Shen Lingyi, who was watching intently, clicked her tongue in amazement. She sighed, "I never thought that Huai Xi, who used to be so carefree, would one day become as fierce as a tiger or a leopard."

Shen Lingyi recalled how Yin Huaixi had once kept her at arm's length by the various suitors and beautiful women in the teahouse, never imagining that Yin Huaixi would have such a protective side now.

She turned to instruct the maid beside her.

"It seems this girl is quite capable. Go back quickly and tell Xiao Wu and the others to prepare another gift."

Upon hearing the young lady's order, the maid dared not delay even for a moment.

He immediately accepted the order.

However, when she turned around, the maid was stunned.

Shen Lingyi noticed that the maid beside her was not moving and immediately sensed something was wrong. She followed her gaze and saw Yin Qingyue, who looked travel-worn and slightly tired.

She suddenly fell silent.

He sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, "This show today is really something else."

...

His chest heaved.

Yin Huaixi slashed Yan Shichang with a knife, but that still didn't satiate him.

She was more worried about Sang Che's injuries.

No one else knew, only she knew the importance of Chi You's divine blood to Sang Che.

Without the control of divine blood pressure, Sang Che's body would only grow weaker day by day.

Throwing the long sword to the ground, Yin Huaixi didn't want to point the blade at Sang Che, so she immediately picked up Sang Che's arm.

Speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, he asked, "A-Che... does it hurt?"

Sang Che shook his head: "Miss, I'm not in pain."

"I'm glad you're alright, Miss."

A tear welled in Yin Huaixi's eye. She quickly wrapped Sang Che's wound with a handkerchief and whispered, "Why were you so foolish? Why did you have to come along?"

"Ah Che, will you blame... me for seeing you off that day?"

You should blame me, you should hate me.

Yin Huaixi lowered her eyes and burst into tears out of heartache.

She felt guilty and overwhelmed with regret, but she was given another chance.

Yin Huaixi thought she would probably still choose to send the water bag over without hesitation and let Sang Che drink it.

Returning to the Yin residence was her obsession.

She is not from Miao territory, nor would she choose to stay in Miao territory for Sang Che.

Her elder sister had raised her and taught her to adulthood, and she couldn't let go of the responsibility she should bear.

She couldn't let go of her identity as the third young lady of the Yin family, and she was unwilling to erase her name in a remote corner of the mountains.

Sang Che had never seen Yin Huaixi cry so much because she felt sorry for her before, and she was a little at a loss for words this time, but she quickly came to her senses.

Reaching out, Sang Che cupped Yin Huaixi's cheeks and leaned closer, gently wiping away Yin Huaixi's tears with her thumb.

Sang Che felt more at ease using Chen Wan's name to appease Yin Huaixi at this time.

"Why must you cry for me, Miss?"

"It is my good fortune that you came to save me, Miss."

Yin Huaixi's crying not only puzzled the servants of the Yin household, but also surprised Yan Shichang.

He clutched his wound, gritting his teeth as he said, "Yin Huaixi, you just wait!"

"This matter is not over yet!"

"I'm determined to get a result!"

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a cold scabbard fell against Yan Shichang's neck. Yin Qingyue stepped onto the stairs in her black boots, looking down at Yan Shichang with disdain.

He said in a low voice, "Oh, really?"

"I'd like to see how far Young Master Yan can take this lawsuit."

Yan Shichang's voice suddenly stopped in his throat. He hadn't expected that Yin Qingyue, who was serving in the capital, would rush back at this time.

Yin Qingyue ignored his expression and continued, "Your Yan family may be powerful, but my sister is not someone you can bully."

"Does our Yin family have no foothold in this vast Lingshui region? Yan Shichang, you should think carefully about how to apologize to your elders when you get back."

"I've decided to write this lawsuit for your teacher."

"I'd like to see how you'll manage to pass the civil service exam in the future. But with your stupid, pig-brained head, I doubt you'll ever make it."

After saying that, Yin Qingyue raised the scabbard and slammed it down hard. Yan Shichang's body went numb and he collapsed to the ground.

"Guards, send him back."

"You are not allowed to set foot in my Yin family home again."

Yin Qingyue naturally didn't give her sister a good look for protecting this woman of unknown origin who resembled a Miao person, but even the stray dogs outside the door dared to attack her sister.

Then she'll have to kick a man when he's down.

Huaixi was raised by her and her older sister. She never cried or made a fuss, nor was she willful.

This child was far more well-behaved than any other child in the neighborhood. This was the first time Yin Qingyue had ever seen her so angry, and she naturally felt sorry for her.

Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the Second Miss return.

The servants of the Yin household also bowed respectfully to Yin Qingyue.

"Welcome back to the Second Miss's residence."

...

Hearing her second sister's voice, Yin Huaixi's heart pounded. She knew that her second sister had seen Sang Che's face and hated him to the core.

She turned around and quickly hid Sang Che behind her back, not wanting him to be mistreated any further.

She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips.

Honestly admit your mistake.

"Second sister, I'm sorry."

"That day..."

Yin Qingyue: "I know everything."

She moved closer to Yin Huaixi, looking at her younger sister with great heartache.

This time, it wasn't Sang Che wiping away her tears, but Yin Qingyue wiping them with a handkerchief.

A few stray hairs fell beside her temples and swayed slightly as she responded to Yin Huaixi with a smile.

"His Highness and those guys who came back have told me what you did."

"You saved them."

"Huai Xi..."

"How could your sister bear to blame you?"