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

Since you dare to ask this question.

Yin Huaixi had no intention of escaping; she repeatedly pondered Jia Wan's reply to her.

The more I look at it, the more something seems off.

She had to get an answer today; she couldn't let things remain unclear and ambiguous any longer.

Sang Che remained calm despite being caught lying. She simply smiled at Yin Huaixi, like a cat that remained unmoved by temptation.

Sang Che: "Miss, what are you saying? I don't understand a word you're saying."

Faced with Sang Che's feigned ignorance, Yin Huaixi reached out and pinched Sang Che's cheek hard.

"Do you have to pretend in front of me, Ah Che?"

"Don't you think that what you're doing... is really full of flaws?"

"Stop lying to me, A-Che."

Thinking about the worries of the past few days, Yin Huaixi felt like she had wasted her sincere efforts.

Sang Che is probably secretly enjoying her panicked expression.

You just can't trust her!

"Huaixi, you said my story was full of flaws, but you still believed it, didn't you?"

Having said all that, Sang Che no longer hid anything. She wanted to continue serving as Chen Wan by the side of the third young lady of the Yin family, but the third young lady wouldn't give her that opportunity.

The familiar voice flooded into his ears, and Yin Huaixi, who had been "aggressive," fell silent instantly.

"Huaixi, are you willing to admit it..."

Sang Che reached out and pressed Yin Huaixi's hand against his cheek, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"You haven't forgotten me at all during this time, otherwise why would you have gone to such lengths with that guy Yan Shichang? You abandoned me back then... because you had no other choice."

"I know you have your difficulties. You Han people can't let go of your elders, your blood relatives, and your ethical and moral principles..."

"You have too many things you can't let go of, so I can only appear by your side in this capacity, not wanting to cause you any trouble."

Sang Che didn't want to go back to that cold and impersonal sacrificial hall, nor did she want to go back to deal with the Miao King. She knew that the Gu King could not be refined.

Once the Gu King is born, the blood of Chi You will no longer be a secret, and the Miao region will be plunged into chaos and suffering.

Not to mention the Central Plains, people from all directions would covet the effects of Chi You's divine blood and come to seize the Gu King, who could bewitch people's minds and turn them into puppets to unify the country.

Even if she really manages to refine the Gu King, Sang Che will not hand it over to someone else.

She doesn't want the Miao region and the Central Plains to fight now, not because she pities the Central Plains, but because she has her own selfish motives.

Hidden in a corner of Fengming Mountain, it was in exchange for the peace and tranquility of the Miao region.

What's wrong with her staying by Huaixi's side?

Unexpectedly, she actually managed to force Sang Che to reveal his true colors.

Yin Huaixi didn't say anything.

She did feel guilty about secretly drugging Sang Che in the carriage, but Sang Che had done many such despicable things before.

Half a catty equals eight taels.

They're even now.

Not knowing how to respond to Sang Che's "enthusiasm," Yin Huaixi was in a state of confusion. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Sang Che stopped her.

His hand was gripped tightly, and without a word, Sang Che squeezed his fingertips between Yin Huaixi's fingers.

Ignoring her wounds, she immediately embraced Yin Huaixi, resting her chin on Yin Huaixi's shoulder. Sang Che lowered her eyes and murmured softly.

"Huaixi, look... I shouldn't have told you my true identity."

"You're so attentive to Chen Wan, but you're going to keep your distance from me again?"

"In your heart, am I just someone worth hating for a lifetime?"

"Huaixi, if you truly hate me, I would rather die at the hands of the king than have the dagger plunged into my chest be you."

Her long, slender black eyelashes were wet with tears. Sang Che seemed to have all her strength drained away. In her vulnerable state, what harsh words could Yin Huaixi possibly utter?

Her silence only made Sang Che feel more insecure. He wrapped his arms around Yin Huaixi, holding her tightly in his embrace.

Such strength was unprecedented. Yin Huaixi was almost breathless from Sang Che's embrace. She tried to struggle, but she couldn't break free from Sang Che's cage-like embrace.

"Huaixi, you can't treat me like that anymore. If you're really averse to the fact that I'm Sang Che, then just keep treating me as Chen Wan. There's nothing wrong with that."

Listening to the endless chatter behind her, Yin Huaixi turned around helplessly. She was about to say something to comfort Sang Che's emotions, which were on the verge of collapse, when she saw that there was bright red blood seeping from the bandage on Sang Che's arm.

The wound, which was almost healed, burst open again, and it was a shocking sight.

"Ah Che, don't move..."

"I won't kick you out."

There was no other choice.

Yin Huaixi spoke words of comfort to Sang Che. She sighed inwardly. Now was a critical moment, and she couldn't let Sang Che, who had been injured at her residence, leave alone.

Nowadays, not only the Miao region, but even the current emperor is probably searching for the whereabouts of Chi You's divine blood.

Letting Sang Che go out alone is really too dangerous.

Even after receiving the affirmative answer he wanted, Sang Che still didn't loosen his embrace of Yin Huaixi.

For a moment, her body trembled. Sang Che thought of her favorite little snake being ruthlessly taken away, dying right in front of her, turning into a pool of flesh and blood, silent and lifeless.

No matter how much Sang Che cried and screamed, the little snake would no longer raise its head like before, rubbing its cool scales against her palm to amuse its master.

Now, Sang Che is facing the prospect of being abandoned again.

She refused.

They cannot be separated by life, except by death.

Sang Che knew that her obsession had not subsided and that she was unwilling to let go of Yin Huaixi.

She prayed to the gods and consulted oracles; Huaixi was the wife the gods had promised her.

Nothing can separate them.

Even if it means death…

Neither will it.

...

The trembling of the person behind him, and the growing chill emanating from their body, made Yin Huaixi realize that Sang Che was likely suffering from a relapse of his cold illness.

She couldn't care less about anything else at that moment.

Yin Huaixi had long forgotten about the confrontation between the two. She turned around anxiously and saw that Sang Che's originally rosy face had turned pale in an instant.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Yin Huaixi was startled when she touched the back of her hand to Sang Che's forehead and saw that the sweat was fine and like ice beads.

"Ah Che...are you feeling very cold?"

"I'll ask Qingmei to light the stove for you right away. Just wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Whether it was psychological or not, Yin Huaixi held Sang Che's hand tightly, but she didn't notice any signs of it warming up. Instead, she felt that Sang Che's hand was getting colder and colder.

"I...I'm fine."

"Huaixi... once the love potion dies, I will become as weak as before, a blind and useless person, a patient who can fall ill anytime, anywhere."

"You should have known this long ago."

Sang Che lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

But her smile looked so pale, as if she were facing death with equanimity.

Yin Huaixi's heart stopped. She spoke softly, as if she didn't have the courage to say it.

"Ah Che, I know... you blame me."

Sang Che shook his head.

I don't blame you.

"Huaixi, this is my destiny."

"God must have taken pity on me, which is why he sent you to my side... to let me eke out a living."

Hearing her give up on herself like this, Yin Huaixi still felt bad. She couldn't accept that Sang Che, who used to be so ambitious, had fallen into such a state of depravity.

He was sickly and just waited for the King of Hell to knock on his door.

Yin Huaixi gripped her hand tightly.

"I will heal you, A-Che."

"This is what I owe you."

Hearing Yin Huaixi's sincere vow, Sang Che laughed and continued to act shamelessly, saying, "Huaixi, I don't need you to save me."

Yin Huaixi took these words as Sang Che, the "medical prodigy," looking down on her.

I didn't want to take it seriously, but to my surprise, Sang Che shamelessly continued, "Just like you Han people often say."

"I should repay your life with my body."

"Huaixi, just grant me your wish."

"I'm very greedy."