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

Completely locked in shackles.

Sang Che did not struggle, nor did he choose to argue with Yin Huaixi.

She remained silent, choosing to endure Yin Huaixi's actions in silence.

Since Yin Huaixi took the pills given to her by Zhao Huining, the love potion has been suppressed, and she is on the verge of death.

Sang Che's health deteriorated day by day, and her cold illness relapsed more and more frequently.

But she stubbornly endured all of this, pretending nothing was wrong, afraid that Yin Huaixi would find out.

Even the most superb acting skills will eventually be discovered. As Sang Che's condition worsened, she could no longer hide her fatigue.

They cruelly locked the cage.

Yin Huaixi chose not to look at Sang Che again, because she was afraid that she would soften her heart and release Sang Che after only a few days of detention.

This would give her the opportunity to return to Miao territory, to return to Miao territory and die.

The cage was indeed very comfortable, with thick blankets and even cushions inside.

The only thing that was rough on his hands was the leather-wrapped iron chain; after only a few hours of being chained up, blisters had already formed on Sang Che's wrists.

Night falls.

Sang Che leaned against the wooden railing, feeling drowsy.

...

Sitting upright at the wooden table, her fingers tightly gripping the yellowish-brown medical book, Yin Huaixi looked down and saw that Sang Che had been writing detailed annotations on the medical book that he had found for her over the past few days.

She was very meticulous; she would even write down the medicinal properties of these herbs and which other herbs might conflict with them, so that they could be avoided to prevent potential harm.

These are all Yin Huaixi's weaknesses.

The medical book in her hand was written by Sang Che today. Thinking of this, Yin Huaixi suddenly went crazy and turned the medical book upside down.

She then went to rummage through the bookshelf behind her.

The bookshelves, spotless after being cleaned by the maids, were drawn by Yin Huaixi, who picked up the bottom book.

Hastily sitting on the prayer mat, Yin Huaixi ignored the several medical books that had collapsed at her feet. Fingers turned the pages, and Yin Huaixi clearly compared the handwriting of the annotations on the two medical books.

From the initial orderly strokes, to the gradual distortion later on…

The characters start small and gradually increase in size.

This indicates that Sang Che's eyesight is declining.

Feeling as if all her strength had been drained, Yin Huaixi gripped the medical book tightly with her thumb, unwilling to drop it.

Next to a pile of medical books was a rectangular sandalwood box.

This was originally intended to hold medical books, but after being piled up on the desk for several days in a row, Yin Huaixi believed that Sang Che should have finished reading them long ago.

Or rather, Sang Che was never interested in the prescriptions written in these medical books from the beginning. She could easily write ten or eight better ones herself, but she was still willing to work hard here as her "teacher".

Driven by curiosity, Yin Huaixi finally couldn't resist opening the sandalwood box. On the cover were five large characters: "Gifted to my wife Huaixi".

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Ah Che is still so shameless. Who said he wanted to marry her?

Unable to resist the temptation, Yin Huaixi finally opened the book that was originally written for her.

The preface consisted of Sang Che's ramblings to Yin Huaixi, and Yin Huaixi couldn't help but get teary-eyed after reading just two lines.

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and turned the page directly.

Sang Che wrote down almost all of his life's learning, his insights into medicine and Gu techniques, and his convenient methods.

This book was written with great care and effort; Yin Huaixi could even see a few ink stains that had accidentally been spilled and spread.

Like plum blossoms adorning a book.

Snowflakes serve as paper, and ink plum blossoms are resilient.

Unbeknownst to her, a tear slid down her cheek. Afraid that it would soak the medical book that Sang Che had painstakingly written, Yin Huaixi immediately wiped the tear with her sleeve.

With trembling hands, she closed the medical book.

They covered it with the sandalwood box again, as if it had never been opened.

After doing all this, Yin Huaixi began to miss Sang Che again. She closed her eyes and pondered for a long time, but in the end she couldn't help but walk in Sang Che's direction.

...

The night was quiet.

Apart from the rain still pattering on the blue tiles, there was no other sound.

Yin Huaixi came to the cage and looked inside. Sang Che was leaning lazily against the bars, fast asleep.

Her fingers unconsciously reached for the hem of her skirt. Yin Huaixi unlocked the key, held the cold metal in her palm, inserted it into the keyhole, and gently turned it.

The cage door opened.

Yin Huaixi took off her shoes, wearing only a pair of white socks, and stepped inside.

Because of the chains binding her slender arms, Sang Che had to hold them high, making her appear extremely frail.

But she never uttered a word of complaint, and Yin Huaixi tenderly cupped Sang Che's cheeks.

She had always thought that Sang Che was pathetic, humiliated, and utterly defeated in front of her...

She will get her revenge, and she will feel great.

But when that day finally came, the once high and mighty Sang Che became her pet bird, her plaything, and Yin Huaixi couldn't bear to part with him.

"Ah Che, you saved me once, I'll save you once... can we really be even?"

"I should have watched you die. I... I shouldn't have cared about someone as favored by heaven as you. But I just couldn't help it. I... I didn't want anything to happen to you."

Only in the dead of night can Yin Huaixi express her innermost thoughts.

With her forehead lightly touching, Yin Huaixi sometimes really resented Sang Che. She could have disregarded everything and made endless demands to humiliate her, but Sang Che would indulge her without any limits.

Staying by Sang Che's side, Yin Huaixi was able to experience unrestrained joy. There was nothing she couldn't say, no one she couldn't beat up, and nothing... she couldn't do.

These seemingly insignificant actions gradually made Yin Huaixi relax.

She can no longer deceive herself into believing that she doesn't like Sang Che, nor can she give up on him.

Despite Yin Huaixi's incessant chatter, Sang Che remained fast asleep, showing no reaction whatsoever.

However, Yin Huaixi noticed her slight frown and looked up to see that Sang Che's wrist was chafed and swollen, making him look pitiful.

Yin Huaixi sighed and finally used the key to unlock the chains binding Sang Che. She carefully held Sang Che's wrist, took some ointment, and carefully applied the medicine to Sang Che's wound.

...

I opened my eyes again.

Sang Che subconsciously shook his wrist.

But she discovered that the chains had been opened at some point, and the chains binding her were coiled up like a silver snake.

However, the cage door remained tightly closed, and the faint candlelight illuminated Sang Che's face.

She pursed her lips slightly, a joyful smile playing on her lips and around her eyes.

Huaixi was still soft-hearted after all.

She was released.

Supporting her weakened body with her hands, Sang Che finally stood up and called out towards the outside of the cage, "Little Tooth."

"come over."

A small red snake emerged from the flowerpot, crawling in the darkness, and soon came to Sang Che's side.

"Pry open the lock for me."

Upon hearing its master's command, Little Tooth turned and left. After about an incense stick's time, Little Tooth used its snake tail to wrap a thick, long silver needle around the wooden stake with a light and graceful movement. It then used the tip of its tail to pry open the cage door in no time.

Sang Che stood up and bent down to walk out. She looked down at her wrist, and the light medicinal fragrance filled her nostrils, bringing her unprecedented comfort.

Sang Che wasn't wearing shoes either.

The sound will be softer if you're barefoot.

She walked straight to Yin Huaixi's bedside, parted the curtains with her fingers, and Sang Che squatted down, taking out the small box she had hidden under the bed.

The small box contains a container used to collect the love potion.

She's finally come to this.