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

She wanted to give her body completely to Yin Huaixi.

He also wanted to completely control Yin Huaixi's body.

Sang Che was lost in a daze of passion.

Her long hair was soaked with sweat, strands of it clinging to her cheeks, which only accentuated her allure.

"Huai Xi...that's how it should be."

"That's how we should be..."

Her voice was husky and alluring.

Sang Che rubbed his cheek against Yin Huaixi's shoulder, feeling Yin Huaixi's burning body temperature, and his fingers restlessly squeezed between Yin Huaixi's fingers.

She took a deep breath, and then rested her chin on Yin Huaixi's soft chest.

"Ah Che, do you still think I'd leave you after all this?"

Yin Huaixi's resolute tone brought Sang Che's dazed eyes to a moment's clarity. She then pulled Yin Huaixi's hand to her lips and placed a gentle kiss on it.

Sang Che understands Yin Huaixi.

Yin Huaixi wouldn't have said that to her unless he was absolutely certain that there was no going back.

Once it's mentioned, something must have happened to make Yin Huaixi so certain.

Her clothes slipped off her shoulders, revealing glimpses of Sang Che's back. Her eyes were filled with thoughts of her newlywed wife.

There is no room for anything else.

"Huaixi, what bad thing happened in the hometown you speak of?"

His tone was gentle and tender, full of worry.

Sang Che was as perceptive as ever; nothing escaped her eyes.

This time, however, Yin Huaixi didn't hide it; she admitted it directly.

"Yes, I am dead in my original world."

"Don't be surprised, in short, you can understand it this way, Che."

Yin Huaixi didn't go into too much detail, otherwise, how would she explain to Sang Che that their book wasn't actually a serious literary work at all!

Instead, they sell unknown pornographic books at street stalls, the kind that need to be wrapped in three or four layers of covers during the transaction.

Given Sang Che's personality, if she knew the truth, she would probably be even "crazier" than her.

He'd definitely whisper in her ear, digging deep into her mind, even asking about details in the book, scrutinizing every single punctuation mark.

No sooner had Yin Huaixi finished speaking than Sang Che reached out and covered her lips.

"Alright, Huaixi, since you don't want to talk to me about it, I won't press you any further."

"That was an unlucky remark; I'll pretend I never heard it."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Is this what Sang Che is focusing on?

She really misunderstood her.

"By the way, did you read the letter the eagle brought when we got married during the day, A-Che?"

"Did Ah Shui send it?"

nod.

Sang Che said sincerely, "I've read the contents of the letter, and there's nothing unusual about it. She wishes us well, but..."

Sang Che selectively ignored the parts of Jia Wan's letter that mentioned Zhao Huining.

Although Sang Che knew better than anyone that Yin Huaixi and Zhao Huining had no relationship.

However, she still cared about the extremely close "accomplice" relationship that Zhao Huining and Yin Huaixi had shared.

Together they planned a famous escape and fled to the ends of the earth.

Sang Che is not a magnanimous person; she minds such trivial matters.

To avoid causing himself unnecessary trouble, Sang Che would not deliberately look up anything related to Zhao Huining.

No matter how much Jiawan rambled on in the letter, she acted as if she had never seen it.

"Did they just say some random things?"

"You're not a child anymore, why do you always argue with Ah Shui about these things?"

Yin Huaixi opened her palm and raised an eyebrow at Sang Che: "Since this is a letter from Ah Shui to congratulate us on our wedding, you can't keep it to yourself. I also want to see what she says in the letter."

Warm fingers grasped Yin Huaixi's palm, and Sang Che leaned closer, his voice seductive: "Huaixi, tonight is our wedding night. Are you sure you want to just read the letter and ignore your wife?"

Listening to her constant talk about wives, Yin Huaixi couldn't help but reach out and press her palm against Sang Che's, slapping Sang Che's head back as he leaned in.

"Your body is so weak. If you keep going like this, I don't want to become a widow at such a young age."

Whether Huai Xi hit her or scolded her, Sang Che was overjoyed. She got up on her own initiative, not caring that her clothes were half open, and bent down to take out the letter from the drawer.

"I have kept all of Ah Shui's letters safe. Huai Xi can come and get them if she wants to see them."

"However, I have to accept some benefits."

It's the same old excuse again.

Yin Huaixi was already used to it.

She nodded, then deliberately rubbed her wrist.

"Okay, A-Che... but next time I want to be on top, is that okay with you?"

Sang Che squatted down, her hand resting on the edge of the bed. She was like an obedient black cat, waving her tail seductively.

"allow."

"I will allow whatever my wife does to me."

Really.

She always exudes charm like that.

Isn't Sang Che afraid that she will actually force herself on him?

Hesitantly pulled the blanket over his chest, Yin Huaixi looking every bit the model student.

She unfolded the letter and pretended to read it carefully.

"Sang Che...don't give me that."

Despite saying that, there was a smile in Yin Huaixi's eyes, a smug smile.

...

dungeon.

The fire illuminated the walls.

Zhao Huining was still dressed in the attire of the eldest princess. She sat upright, and although she was imprisoned, she did not look like a prisoner at all.

"Your Highness, there is news from Prince Rui."

The trusted confidant, who had been lying in wait in the dungeon, squatted down with a lunchbox in his hand. His low voice made Zhao Huining's heart tighten.

Using Prince Rui as a pawn was a risky and unorthodox move for Zhao Huining.

She was originally all alone, so success or failure wasn't that important to her. But now that she has someone she cares about, she has no choice but to win.

Even if it means fighting tooth and nail, we must win this game.

Only in this way could she secure a future for Ah Shui, a future where he wouldn't have to hide and could walk openly and honestly in the imperial city.

"What is it?"

Zhao Huining did indeed use the deal between her and Prince Rui to ask Prince Rui to send Jiawan back to Miao territory and not let her stay in the capital.

As long as this crucial juncture goes smoothly, Zhao Huining can relax and fight to the death.

The man lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Huining.

"I won't blame you, just tell me."

With Jiawan's comfort in mind, Zhao Huining couldn't remain as calm as before. Her expectant tone finally made the man sigh with relief, and he replied, "Your Highness, Miss Ashui released a Gu worm that bit Prince Rui and ran away. Prince Rui... fortunately, he was taken care of by Miss Shen, so his life is not in danger."

Zhao Huining frowned.

"Are you telling the truth?"

The man nodded, not daring to look up.

He said tremblingly, "It's absolutely true, Your Highness."

"Miss Shen also asked me to tell His Highness that Miss Ashui insisted on leaving the path His Highness had arranged for her because she wanted to come and save His Highness."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huining sighed helplessly.

She should have known that Ah Shui was this kind of person. Even if she locked her up and sent her back to Miao territory, it still wouldn't stop Jia Wan.

She's a fierce cat; no cage can keep her inside.

"Where is she now?"

"Miss Shen anticipated that Your Highness would ask, so she sent people to follow her. Your Highness... Miss Ashui entered the palace and her whereabouts are unknown."

As soon as he finished speaking, a butterfly flew in from nowhere. Most of the prisoners were mentally challenged, and they opened their cloudy eyes and stared at the butterfly.

He made indistinct sounds.

The butterfly seemed to recognize Zhao Huining, and slowly landed on her fingertip, its antennae trembling.

"Ah Shui, is that you?"