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

I knew this would happen.

Sang Che calmly faced Yin Baishuang, whose body was extremely cold, perhaps due to the influence of the half-crippled love poison.

Even my thoughts began to become chaotic and disordered.

Sang Che's ability to reply to Yin Baishuang was already a testament to his perseverance.

"What does the master want to ask me?"

"I will definitely... cough cough... inform the patriarch of everything."

Just as Yin Baishuang was about to get closer, her wrist was grabbed by the alert Yin Qingyue behind her. Yin Qingyue's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

She had already been tricked once before.

How could anyone believe Sang Che's feigned sincerity at this moment?

Sang Che had been lying in wait in the Yin family for a long time, but Yin Qingyue knew nothing about what he coveted or what his intentions were.

It must not be taken lightly.

Yin Baishuang understood her sister's worries, so she simply spoke from a distance: "I had someone check your household registration. According to the elders in the village, Chen Wan disappeared long ago, and she does have a sister."

"She is currently working in Beppu. Aren't you her older sister? I'll summon her here, and the two of you can be a couple."

Upon hearing that the child she had given candy to would be implicated, Sang Che clenched her fist, covering her pale lips, her eyes filled with a smile.

He said, "Patriarch, my identity is not important."

"Why should the head of the household insist on getting to the bottom of this?"

Yin Baishuang did not expect that the person in front of her would not defend herself or make excuses, but instead indirectly admit that she was not Chen Wan.

A moment of silence.

Sang Che: "The Third Miss likes me, isn't that exactly what the head of the family wants?"

Yin Baishuang: "..."

Is this guy reminding her that she's hoisted herself by her own petard?

Or is she flaunting her power, claiming her beloved younger sister can't live without her?

As a businesswoman, Yin Baishuang naturally understood that a single decision could affect a quarter's harvest, or even the fate of the entire family.

She inadvertently brought this "trouble" into the picture, so she has to take responsibility.

But as the saying goes, "It's easy to invite a god, but difficult to send him away."

Getting this Miao woman to let her sister go and stop bothering her is no easy task.

I know what this woman is worried about.

Sang Che leaned weakly against the pillow, her eyes filled with affection, showing no trace of the ruthless woman who once held the entire Miao region in her hands.

"Please rest assured, Master, I will stay by the Third Miss's side and will not do anything to her."

This reassurance was brought to his lips.

Yin Baishuang, however, did not want to swallow it. She was still worried that her younger sister would be bitten by this seemingly weak but actually venomous snake and become seriously ill.

Seeing through Yin Baishuang's thoughts, Sang Che, who was injured, poked her bandaged arm out from under the blanket, her two fingers pressed together.

Swear to Heaven.

"I make this promise today, and if I break it, may I be struck by lightning."

Han Chinese have always placed great faith in oaths.

Sang Che then went along with their wishes.

Furthermore, she would never have laid a hand on Yin Huaixi in the first place.

Just as he was about to say something more, Qingmei led a group of maids over carrying a stove.

As soon as she pushed open the door, Qingmei saw the head of the family and the second young lady standing in the young lady's room.

She abruptly stopped and quickly bowed to Yin Baishuang and Yin Qingyue.

"Greetings, Master of the Family."

"Greetings, Second Miss."

Behind them, a roaring charcoal stove burned, making the cheeks of the two maids flushed.

Although it is autumn, a fox fur coat is usually enough to keep warm, and it is not cold enough to warrant such a large charcoal fire.

Yin Baishuang: "What's going on here?"

Qingmei quickly replied, "It's the master's order, and this is what Miss instructed."

Yin Qingyue: "What was Huaixi preparing for, leaving in such a hurry just now?"

Qingmei was momentarily speechless at the question.

She had no choice but to close her eyes.

I'm so sorry, miss!

With the head of the family and the second young lady both on the front lines, she really couldn't handle it!

...

I personally selected the best dried medicinal herbs from the pharmacy.

Yin Huaixi led the servants carrying the bath tub into her room.

"Remember to boil water at this time tomorrow. You can't use ordinary water; you have to fetch water from Qingquan Temple."

"Oh, right, and..."

While carefully inspecting the medicinal herbs, Yin Huaixi gave instructions to the servants behind her. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Yin Baishuang, who was standing in front of her.

My nose bridge is sore.

A familiar scent filled her nostrils, and Yin Huaixi looked up, knowing that the person in front of her was her elder sister.

"Huaixi, come out with me."

"I have something to tell you."

Yin Qingyue stood aside, but this time she did not stop Yin Baishuang from "teaching Yin Huaixi a lesson".

She knew in her heart that she, the younger sister, really needed to be talked to by her older sister.

Knowing that she had been stopped by her elder sister, Yin Huaixi understood that her elder sister had probably come to talk to her about Sang Che's problem.

But right now, Sang Che's cold illness has relapsed, and Yin Huaixi can't just leave Sang Che aside.

She could only look at Yin Baishuang with guilty eyes and say, "Elder sister, can I come to see you later?"

"I really can't leave right now."

The expected answer left Yin Baishuang unsure whether to laugh or cry. She turned back thoughtfully.

"You're in such a hurry because of that girl I hired?"

Second Sister must have told Eldest Sister everything when she came back, so Yin Huaixi had no need to hide anything and nodded.

"Eldest sister, she's sick."

"Please don't send her away."

Her third younger sister has been very arrogant since she was a child.

She clearly only wanted to ask her for a favor, but she insisted on taking unconventional measures, even falling and getting bruised and battered while climbing the wall, without uttering a sound.

Now, for the sake of a Miao woman who abducted her, Yin Baishuang sighed inwardly.

Should she invite a Taoist priest to come and see what kind of evil spirit has possessed her sister, or what kind of curse has been cast on her?

Speaking of this, Yin Baishuang had suspected that the love curse on Yin Huaixi had not been cured, but Yin Huaixi insisted that she had taken the antidote, so Yin Baishuang did not pursue the matter further.

We really need to take a look at this now.

Even if you are worried about that Miao woman and want to deal with her, you can't alert her.

Yin Baishuang: "Alright, Huaixi, I won't bother you."

"But you have to promise your sister that after this busy period, you will tell her everything you know."

"Don't keep it from your sister anymore."

My elder sister has put it all out there.

Yin Huaixi had no reason to refuse, so she nodded in agreement, but her mind was elsewhere.

All she could think about was whether Sang Che, who was lying in bed, was alright.

Seeing Yin Huaixi's worry, Yin Baishuang decisively stepped back, thinking to herself that daughters really are hard to keep at home once they grow up.

"Master of the family."

The head maid who was originally by Yin Baishuang's side had somehow retreated and then returned to Yin Baishuang's side.

With her hand pressed against Yin Baishuang's earlobe, the maid whispered, "News has come from the Yan residence that the eldest young master of the Yan family has suddenly fallen ill for some unknown reason."

"The entire household was in chaos, and even the doctors from the Xinglin Hall couldn't find the cause of the illness."

"The person was barely clinging to life, and they were being kept alive by holding an old ginseng root."

"Master Yan wishes to see you, the head of the family, to ask you what exactly happened on your birthday, and whether Young Master Yan's sudden illness is related to you, Miss."

Upon hearing this, Yin Baishuang felt a chill run down her spine.

Her gaze swept towards Yin Huaixi's bedroom, where the sickly Miao woman lying on the bed was smiling at her.

Innocent and carefree.

She doesn't seem like the kind of wicked woman who would kill.