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

A ray of morning light fell on my cheek.

Sang Che opened her eyes with difficulty. The chill on her body receded, and the room was so warm that she almost broke out in a sweat.

My throat is dry and itchy.

Just as Sang Che was about to reach out and pull back the covers, she was shocked to find that she couldn't move.

Her long, wispy hair obscured her eyes, and Sang Che's cheeks itched from the prickling ends of the hair, but she couldn't free her hands to fix it.

Last night's events felt like a dream.

Everything crashed into my mind.

Sang Che never imagined that Yin Huaixi would treat her with such an unreasonable and extremely domineering side.

It seems that she has always been the one shamelessly following behind Yin Huaixi, while Sang Che has been ruthless and hysterical.

She even hated Yin Huaixi for not turning around to look at her, for not caring about her.

But now, she's being treated like this by her beloved Huaixi...

It's not bad at all.

This loose restraint was easy for Sang Che to break free of; perhaps out of concern for her injuries, Yin Huaixi didn't tie it very tightly.

Sang Che couldn't help but smile.

Huaixi really had no experience.

Is treating her this way a bit too gentle?

They should have gone even further.

It would be best if she came in person and said some prepared words to break through her already fragile defenses.

Sang Che squinted; she could sense that Xiao Ya'er was nearby.

I imagine Huaixi should be here too.

She has to go and see.

...

The experienced old carpenter stood in front of Yin Huaixi, smiling憨厚ly, his face wrinkled and crinkling.

"Third Miss, is this cage you're talking about for keeping dogs?"

"If it's for keeping dogs in captivity, then you need to use bite-resistant wood. Ordinary wood can be easily chewed to pieces by a powerful dog. After a few days, the wood will become a chew toy."

The old carpenter was already used to such strange requests from wealthy families.

Yin Huaixi lowered her eyes; she had intended to use this cage to imprison Sang Che.

According to the plot of the original book, the Miao King, who holds great power in Miao territory, is about to wage war against the imperial court, and she must stop Sang Che from going back to his death.

If Sang Che really wanted to sacrifice her flesh and blood to feed the Gu King, that would be the last thing Yin Huaixi wanted to see.

If the only one who can control and suppress the Gu King, Chi You, dies, it will only bring devastation to Miao territory and all living beings in the world.

Even though Sang Che had repeatedly assured her that she would not use Chi You's divine blood to refine the Gu King, what if, just like in the novel, the Miao King set up a trap for Sang Che again?

Take her flesh and blood, take her life.

Just like the previous Miao king, who sent Sang Che, the holy maiden of Miao territory, to the court as a hostage in order to prolong his own life.

The sun was shining brightly.

Qingmei quickly opened the parasol to cover the young lady, sighing inwardly at how unpredictable the weather was, sometimes hot and sometimes cold.

The young lady's room was as hot as a steamer; she didn't want to go there and suffer like that.

Yin Huaixi: "I'd like to trouble you, Master. It would be best to put a good iron chain in this cage so that the big dog can't break free."

The old carpenter rubbed his hands together, eager to try.

"What are you saying, Miss? I've received your reward, so I'll definitely do this job perfectly."

"Don't worry, Miss. I will come to inspect it in seven days, and I will definitely deliver the cage then."

When the young lady sent someone to find the best old carpenter in the city, Qingmei couldn't understand what the young lady was thinking.

"Miss, are you really going to get a dog?"

In this huge yard, Qingmei has never seen a single dog hair, let alone a cat hair!

Faced with Qingmei's curious question, Yin Huaixi nodded. She could tell at a glance that Qingmei was going to ask more questions, so she stopped her.

"How's Chen Wan doing?"

"Is she... still as cold as an icebox?"

Knowing from the start that her young mistress would ask about Chen Wan, Qingmei wore a smug expression.

"Miss, I checked on Chen Wan when you got up to wash up. She's not cold anymore; she's sleeping like a log!"

They're all maids serving young ladies, yet their fates are so different!

Hearing Qingmei say that Sang Che was sleeping like a pig, Yin Huaixi couldn't help but laugh.

If A-Che knew that Qing-Mei was cursing her like that in private, he would definitely scare her by turning a few big spiders into her bed.

In high spirits, Yin Huaixi walked towards her bedroom, not forgetting to turn back and give Qingmei some instructions.

"You can say this to me, but don't go around telling Chen Wan."

Upon hearing this, Qingmei was like a concubine who had been banished to the cold palace by the emperor, and tears were about to fall from her eyes.

She was so anxious that she stammered.

"Miss... I know you feel sorry for her... I... I won't say that again!"

Stared at by Qingmei's gaze, Yin Huaixi immediately understood what Qingmei was thinking, and she remained silent.

She didn't want Qingmei to talk too much in front of Ache, because she was afraid that if a few bugs suddenly appeared in her rice bowl and on her bed, it would frighten Qingmei into a stress reaction.

Forget it.

If that's how this girl wants to think, then let her think that way.

I can't exactly tell her that A-Che knows Gu magic, otherwise Qingmei would be even more easily frightened.

She often plays with A-Che's crickets.

He didn't speak to the young lady.

Qingmei's heart sank even further.

Sure enough, Miss has forgotten her old love once she found a new one. She... ultimately misplaced her affections!

...

Keep walking along the path.

Yin Huaixi quickly returned to her bedroom.

The maids guarding the door all retreated, and the moment Yin Huaixi pushed open the door, she was prepared to face Sang Che's anger.

The pampered saintess has probably never been so undignified as to be bound like this in her entire life.

But Yin Huaixi also wanted Sang Che to understand one thing: she was not a weak and easily bullied person, nor a doll that Sang Che could play with in the palm of his hand.

She has a temper too.

She doesn't accept that Sang Che can do whatever he wants in her heart.

"Miss…"

Qingmei spoke up, indicating that she intended to follow her inside.

But Yin Huaixi stopped him.

"Qingmei, you stay outside."

"I can go in by myself."

Qingmei had never seen her mistress so serious before. She pursed her lips, nodded, and slowly withdrew.

As she did so, Qingmei thoughtfully closed the door behind her. She glanced at Yin Huaixi's back and didn't dare to go too far.

This is the young lady she lost and found again.

The charcoal fire crackled softly. Yin Huaixi walked to the bed curtains and noticed that Sang Che had moved, so he must have woken up once.

"Ah Che, I know that nothing I say or do can escape your eyes."

"In this Lingshui City, nothing can escape your eyes."

"You've always been clever and cunning. You can always figure out what's happening right in front of you, and even what others are thinking."

With her slender fingers parting the curtain, Yin Huaixi stared intently at Sang Che's face.

"I gave us the chance to separate, A-Che."

"I will also personally send you away from my side."

At that time, Yin Huaixi truly intended to sever all ties and never see him again in this life.

But... but Sang Che had to come back and provoke her.

again and again.

Make her fall for you, make her unable to let go.

"Now that you're back by my side, Ah Che, then do what you did before and serve me as Chen Wan."

Reaching out, Yin Huaixi gently combed Sang Che's messy long hair with her fingers, her eyes serious and her tone gentle and tender.

"Chen Wan belongs only to me."