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

Sang Che gripped the jade-green vessel tightly, closed her eyes, and made a decision in an instant.

She wanted to remove the love curse from Yin Huaixi's body and completely sever the connection between the two.

"Little Tooth, bring me the dagger from the drawer."

Sang Che slowly lifted the lid of the vessel and turned to give instructions to the little red snake.

This time, however, the little red snake did not respond to its owner. It curled up into a ball, looking dejected, with its tail drooping listlessly, showing no intention of obeying its owner.

"You're getting bolder and bolder these days. What, are you going to disown me as your master?"

"If you don't want to admit it, then you can go with Huaixi."

"This is better than staying by my side and suffering grievances, being mistreated, or being in danger."

Sang Che turned away helplessly.

She had no choice but to take out the dagger from the drawer herself. Little Tooth whimpered twice when it heard its owner say that.

To express dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Sang Che simply reached out and flicked Xiao Ya'er's snake head with her index finger. She squatted down and sighed.

"What can I say about you?"

"Little Tooth, aren't you quite happy staying in this courtyard? When you went back to Miao territory, there were venomous snakes bigger than you and fiercer tyrannical snakes everywhere. Here, you can reign supreme. What's wrong with that?"

"Besides, Huaixi will definitely treat you extremely well now, because of me."

As she spoke, Sang Che reached out and gently stroked Xiao Ya'er's back. Looking at the little red snake, she felt a pang of reluctance.

After all, they've been raised by my side for many years. Who could bear to part with them?

But Miao territory was too dangerous. Sang Che originally didn't want to save that old geezer, the High Priest, but he was, after all, a faithful servant and believer of the gods.

Sang Che will help him out of respect for God.

We must not let him die a violent death.

These are her duties as a saintess, and Sang Che cannot be a deserter in the face of battle.

Only now did she understand that Huaixi was willing to disobey her and risk his life to escape the siege of the imperial army and return home.

It seems they must fulfill their responsibilities.

Huaixi was not someone who was afraid of death.

Knowing her master's temperament, Little Tooth just looked at her quietly, not daring to whimper and annoy her master anymore.

Sang Che's eyebrows curved like the bright moon. She held the dagger in her palm, and in an instant, bright red blood dripped down the dagger and her palm, collecting drop by drop in the vessel.

As Chi You's divine blood was lost, Sang Che's face became extremely pale and unsightly, and he finally managed to fill the bottom of the vessel.

She then used the medicine powder to stop the bleeding and took out a handkerchief to wrap the wound on her palm.

To prevent Yin Huaixi from noticing anything amiss, Sang Che carefully wiped the dagger with her sleeve, holding the vessel filled with blood in her hand.

Back to Yin Huaixi's bedside.

Sang Che uttered Miao words, and with each call from its master, the dying love gu struggled to move.

I don't know how much time passed.

Sang Che sensed the response from the love potion, and she stretched out two fingers to pinch the sides of Yin Huaixi's cheeks, applying a little force.

Yin Huaixi opened her mouth, and a slender, blood-red worm crawled out. Sang Che caught it with his fingertips and put it back into the container.

Close the lid.

At this moment, Sang Che completely lost her sight; she couldn't even see the lush candlelight anymore.

But Sang Che was already very satisfied that she could recognize Yin Huaixi's face without having to reach out and touch it as before.

Sang Che, enduring the pain in her palms, gently wiped Yin Huaixi's lips clean with her fingers. Then, mimicking Yin Huaixi's actions, she cupped her cheeks and placed a kiss on her warm lips.

"Huai Xi... if I could come back."

"Are you really going to... marry me?"

...

I spent the night in a daze.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Yin Huaixi's forehead, and her chest heaved violently. It wasn't until she reached out and grabbed the blanket that Yin Huaixi realized she had just had a nightmare.

In her dream... Sang Che left her.

Yin Huaixi stared at Sang Che's back. No matter how she called Sang Che's name, she still couldn't get a response from him.

The indigo dress adorned with silver butterflies moved further and further away from her, while countless butterflies still swirled around Sang Che, just as they had when she first met her.

The only difference was that Sang Che didn't turn around when he heard her call, not even for a moment.

"A-Che..."

Upon waking up, Yin Huaixi realized something was wrong. Without bothering to put on her shoes and socks, she got out of bed barefoot.

Arriving at the cage, which was completely empty, Yin Huaixi frowned. When she saw the silver needle inserted in the keyhole, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest.

Sang Che still chose to leave.

Almost unable to stand, Yin Huaixi braced herself against the cage with her hands. Touching the iron cage that had been meticulously crafted for Sang Che, hatred surged within her.

She truly resented that Sang Che always did this. If only she were willing to lie to her and say that she had something to do and would be back in a few days.

Yin Huaixi wouldn't care about her at all.

Let her fend for herself.

Go die wherever you want, if you want.

But she was so honest, like a poisonous flower, blooming alluringly beautiful, clear and pure.

"Miss…"

"Miss, are you there?"

"We found Chen Wan's clothes in... her room! And a letter to Miss!"

Chen Wan's room was cleaned by servants every day, and Qingmei was responsible for inspecting it every day.

Today, as usual, the maids went to sweep and dust Chen Wan's small room, only to find that Chen Wan had taken off her clothes from the past few days and folded them neatly on her bed.

At the very top of the garment was a letter, with a deep blue butterfly perched on the envelope.

Only after the maids picked up the letter did Butterfly leave it.

...

The scene was shrouded in mist and rain.

The maid behind Sang Che held up an oil-paper umbrella. Her eyes were covered with white cloth, so they were completely blind.

"Greetings, Your Holiness."

The Miao people stationed in Lingshui City all bowed their heads, and they were very pleased to see that Sang Che no longer lingered in the Han people's city.

Wearing her indigo dress again, Sang Che's wrists were adorned with silver ornaments, which jingled as she walked.

"Tell me, what has Wang been up to lately?"

"What did he do to the priest this time?"

The maid put away the oil-paper umbrella, and Sang Che walked into the main hall. She slowly sat down on the wooden chair, her face pale, yet she held great power.

"Holy Maiden, the King intends to harm you."

"The priests have already sent word to us, telling the Holy Maiden not to go any further and not to return to Miao territory."

Hearing the loud noise around her, Sang Che looked quite impatient and interrupted the person directly.

"Noisy."

"The gods protect me, why should I fear them?"

"Do you all remember how the last king died?"

"I've turned him into a puppet, and he's still lying in the coffin. If I just make a move, he can climb out of the coffin and be used by me."

Sang Che lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly, his words filled with disdain.

"How he despised and looked down on me back then, and when I was still young, he sent me to the palace so that he could survive and let me suffer bullying."

"And then?"

"Later, he was covered in blood, like a toothless old dog dragging his mutilated body, crawling to me with his fingers. He told me to let him go."

He said he was wrong about what happened back then.

"He shouldn't have wanted to kill me."

He raised his hand, and a trembling little black snake darted out, its head bowed, not daring to look directly at Sang Che.

"I promised Huaixi that from now on, I will no longer kill people indiscriminately."

"Those who are unreasonable can also be let off the hook."

"But he just had to... fix those eyes on my Huaixi."

"Then I'll take his life."

"Do you have any objections?"

The Miao people all knelt down, and the entire room fell silent; not a single person dared to speak.