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

After dressing in clean clothes, the high priest washed away his unkempt hair and became refreshed.

He knelt down beside the stone steps, and the high priest knew that it was Sang Che who had risked his life to return and send people to save him.

"Get up."

"There's no need to force me to perform this grand ceremony."

"I only have one thing to say: A-Che will not go with you."

Yin Huaixi stood on the stone steps, looking down at the high priest with an unyielding tone.

His body was covered in so much pain that there wasn't a single good spot left. The high priest endured the pain and coughed weakly.

"Where...are you taking the saintess?"

"The prophecy about you was told to the Holy Maiden by this old man. If you are angry, you can take my life... The Holy Maiden is the unshakable foundation of Miao territory."

"I implore you... could you please leave the saintess here...?"

Faced with the High Priest's pleas for mercy, Yin Huaixi found it amusing. He was wholeheartedly concerned for the Miao region, yet the dignified High Priest was so humble in front of a Han Chinese like her.

Unfortunately, she is no longer the simple-minded Yin Huaixi she once was.

"I told you, A-Che won't go with you."

"I sent so many people here only because I was worried that A-Che would die in Miao territory, not because I intended to help you Miao people."

"You don't need to perform such a grand ceremony."

Yin Huaixi turned around, leaving only a moon-white silhouette, which made the high priest's pupils shrink.

As the first person to divine the solution to Sang Che's eye disease, he naturally knew what bad things Yin Huaixi had done in her past life and why she had to repay her debts in this life.

At first, the high priest did not take Yin Huaixi seriously, assuming that this Han woman was no longer as fierce and wicked as she had been in her previous life.

She was reincarnated as a wealthy young woman, still unmarried and unaware of the wickedness of human nature, standing before a peony flower.

But now that he saw Yin Huaixi again, the High Priest knew something was wrong. This woman... had probably already changed her nature under the Holy Maiden's many "plays".

If the Holy Maiden were to truly fall into her hands, she would likely face utter ruin.

"I'll give you anything you want... I beg you to spare the Holy Maiden... You... cough cough cough..."

The high priest coughed until his face turned red. He tried to struggle to get up, but his injuries made him stumble, and his knees hit the stone steps. The pain made it impossible for the high priest to straighten up.

This time, Yin Huaixi didn't even turn her head.

She wouldn't listen to their nonsense anymore; she had to take Sang Che away.

...

The burning pain all over his body gradually made Sang Che's originally sickly pale skin turn rosy, revealing an unusual hue.

The jolting beneath her made Sang Che realize that she was no longer by the cold spring, but had been tied up in a carriage by Huai Xi.

"Little Tooth, I know you're hiding here. Come out."

Unlike before, Yin Huaixi was not gentle, and Sang Che was truly tied up tightly this time.

Her voice was weak and feeble.

The small, crimson snake, hidden in the corner of the carriage, raised its head immediately upon hearing its master's call and slowly crawled to Sang Che's side.

They didn't make a sound at all.

Where is Lü Panshan?

The little red snake understood immediately. It climbed onto Sang Che's shoulder, its tail resting on his shoulder, and flicked out its bright red tongue, making a hissing sound.

"You mean, Huai Xi locked him up?"

Sang Che's voice was weak, but she really didn't expect Huai Xi to do this.

Little Tooth continued to gently rub against Sang Che, indicating that it had no intention of deceiving its master.

"Good boy, sweetie."

"I have no doubt that what you're saying is false."

Sang Che sighed at Xiao Ya'er's attempts to please her, thinking that perhaps in Huai Xi's eyes, she was just like Xiao Ya'er, so clingy and so hard to shake off.

Hearing its owner's praise, Little Tooth wagged its tail, clearly very happy.

"There's something I need you to do for me."

"Little Tooth".

Little Tooth was already used to Sang Che's commands, and it immediately slid off Sang Che's back, waiting for its master's orders.

Sang Che: "Good boy/girl."

...

Having reached an agreement with the general, Wuming no longer needed to hide, and she was grateful for His Highness's brilliant strategy.

I had long anticipated this day.

We have enough trump cards to tempt the general and reach an agreement.

"Why doesn't Miss Yin go and keep that sickly Miao holy maiden company? Come chat with me instead!"

"Your humble abode is truly an honor to be here."

Wuming always spoke like this, and Yin Huaixi was already familiar with it after spending time together. She leaned wearily against the carriage curtain, looking at the scenery outside the window, without even glancing at Wuming.

He answered directly, "Why do you talk so much?"

"Did His Highness ask you to ask me this?"

nameless:"……"

Nameless: "Good sister, you can't blame me for this. If the Miao holy maiden gets a fever and something happens to her, I won't be able to explain it to His Highness."

"As you know, the person beside His Highness... we always have to keep asking questions."

The person beside the prince that Wuming was referring to was self-evident.

Yin Huaixi: "Don't worry, she's tough. She won't die anytime soon."

Despite saying that, Yin Huaixi was also concerned about Sang Che's condition. She didn't stay in Sang Che's carriage because she didn't want to see Sang Che's sickly appearance.

I'm afraid I'll be too soft-hearted.

Before they knew it, Sang Che had escaped again.

Having made up her mind, Yin Huaixi was determined to keep Sang Che by her side this time, no matter what.

Since Sang Che used to often say that their fate was predetermined,

She could use that same excuse to force Sang Che to stay by her side.

Wuming's eyes were deep and mysterious, as if she could see through everything. She smiled and teased, "Is Miss Yin really willing to part with this? Let me make it clear beforehand that this famous Miao Holy Maiden is under Miss Yin's management, so I won't have any other thoughts about her."

Yin Huaixi jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and retorted, "What do I have to be reluctant about? Since I'm the one who saved her, her life is mine. I can do whatever I want with her, and play with her however I want."

"It's none of anyone else's business to say anything."

nameless:"……"

I'm anxious.

She hasn't said anything yet.

Anonymous: "If Miss Yin doesn't go to check, then I'll go myself."

"His Highness entrusted me with the task of looking after her, and I cannot ignore it. I hope Miss Yin will forgive me for any offense I may have caused."

Wuming got up and was about to leave when Yin Huaixi called him back.

"I'll go see her myself."

"Go and interrogate that Miao man named Lü Panshan. Make him hand over the antidote and where he stole that extremely potent poison from."

Yin Huaixi planned to handle this matter personally, but Wuming was really bored and kept jumping around in front of her.

Yin Huaixi could only find her something to do and send her away.

As if he had expected Yin Huaixi to say that, Wuming smiled knowingly.

"Then thank you, Miss Yin."

Yin Huaixi: "What are you thanking me for?"

Anonymous: "I'm not good at treating patients, but I'm a first-rate expert at interrogating prisoners."

"I'll trouble Miss Yin to go there for me."

...

I watched the nameless figure disappear into the distance.

Yin Huaixi also returned to the carriage where Sang Che was recuperating. As soon as she entered, she saw that Sang Che was practically rubbing his clothes off, with one shoulder slightly exposed.

Wait, could Sang Che be having a relapse?

With this thought in mind, Yin Huaixi had no more concerns and immediately rushed to Sang Che's bedside.

But as soon as Yin Huaixi bent down, she realized something was wrong.

Those eyes, almost filled with desire, stared straight at Yin Huaixi. Sang Che deliberately lowered her voice and said softly, "Huaixi, I feel so uncomfortable... so hot."

"Huaixi, please help me..."

Please help me?