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

"Huaixi, don't you want to take me with you?"

"Are you angry with me for not welcoming your birth?"

"I...didn't mean to be late."

"Don't be angry with me, don't blame me... No... Huaixi, you can blame me... but don't reject me like this."

"Is that okay?"

Sang Che defied the heavens by sacrificing living beings to resurrect Yin Huaixi, thus angering the gods.

The god who had always doted on Sang Che punished her for her obstinacy, granting her immortality.

Immortality is indeed a reward for others, but for Sang Che, who suffers from a cold ailment, it is a cruel punishment.

However, God still favored her.

I cannot bear to see Sang Che's life vanish between heaven and earth.

Over the past century, Sang Che has never regretted his decision.

Being pestered like this made Yin Huaixi feel inexplicably uncomfortable; she couldn't stand Sang Che's eyes the most.

It was as if just one glance at her brought the contents of the book to life, enveloping her like vines.

It made it hard for her to breathe.

Let her drown in the depths of the sea.

Yin Huaixi: "You are a living, breathing person, so you can come with me."

"I have booked a guesthouse."

Even if a guesthouse costs several hundred yuan a night, it's still much better than sleeping in a coffin.

But the premise is that Sang Che has to be a living person; otherwise, what's more terrifying than letting a wolf into the house is letting a female ghost into the house.

Sang Che thought of a small square box that could light up, communicate, and display paintings.

I marvel at the rapid changes that have taken place over the years.

She really doesn't keep up with the times, so it's only natural that her wife dislikes her.

Literally, the "homestay" that Huaixi mentioned should be a place where one can rest, but it's not an official inn and can't be considered a proper place.

Sang Che took Yin Huaixi's hand and placed it on her chest, letting Yin Huaixi feel her heartbeat.

"Huaixi, can you sense it now?"

"Am I a human or a ghost?"

Even the most indifferent and ruthless person would be momentarily stunned if stared at by such a face.

There was nothing left in Sang Che's eyes but love.

...

The torches shone brightly in the mountains and fields.

The Miao man with his turban wrapped around his head was furious. He looked at the policeman in uniform and spoke in broken Chinese.

"This place... is not safe to go!"

"Going there... people will die!"

The police were quite helpless; they had received a report that someone had gone missing again at Moon River.

Human life is at stake, and there can be no mistakes, but the group of unborn Miao people in the Miao village always had to come out and stop them.

"team leader!"

"Found them! We've found the missing ones!"

The voices of his subordinates came from not far away. The police looked up and saw several people being carried out by volunteers.

Among them was Nuo Qianqian, who had fainted.

Han Ke, whose voice was almost hoarse from shouting, was filled with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow when she saw Nuo Qianqian. She instinctively went to find Yin Huaixi.

But when she looked around the crowd, none of the faces were the Yin Huaixi she knew.

Han Ke was startled. She gripped her phone tightly and immediately dialed Yin Huaixi's number.

Please, Huaixi, you absolutely must accept this.

Not long after the call was made, Yin Huaixi's familiar voice came through the receiver.

"Coco, have you found Qianqian?"

Yin Huaixi was asking a question she already knew the answer to; she really didn't want Han Ke to get involved anymore.

"Found her! Huaixi, come back quickly, Qianqian has fainted and is waiting for the doctor to examine her."

Upon hearing that Nuo Qianqian was alright, Yin Huaixi finally felt relieved, and the heavy weight in her heart was lifted.

Yin Huaixi: "Okay, I'll be right back, Coco, don't worry."

"You stay with Qianqian for now."

After calming Han Ke down, Yin Huaixi hung up the phone and fell into thought.

If the person in front of her is really Sang Che from the book, then she has plenty of ways to torture herself, torturing herself to the point of death.

Avoiding a direct confrontation with Sang Che is the only thing she can do right now.

This clingy female ghost isn't someone she can get rid of in a short time.

"Huaixi, she'll be alright."

The wrist that was being held had long been pulled away. To hide the emptiness in her heart, Sang Che raised her fingertips, and a butterfly quietly landed, causing the ends of her black braids to sway.

His tone was confident.

"If anything happens to her, I will treat her myself."

Xiao Ya'er has never made a mistake in doing things, and Sang Che trusts Xiao Ya'er completely.

However, Little Tooth has already turned into a large snake, and she has been lying in a coffin for years, so it's normal that she has been neglected in her upbringing.

What do you mean, "go to cure people"? This is just an excuse to stay by her side!

When Yin Huaixi thought of the love potion that Sang Che often used in the original work, her throat couldn't help but feel sore and itchy, as if something was moving between her lips and teeth, trying to burrow into her internal organs.

Lifting her foot, Yin Huaixi carefully walked forward.

This time, Sang Che didn't hold her back.

Instead, he followed behind her like a young beast. When she walked east, Sang Che walked east too; when she walked west, Sang Che walked west too.

He followed her shoe print exactly!

"Huaixi, where is that place called a guesthouse? If you can't find the way, I can take you there."

Sang Che sensed the message from the butterfly, but she was still unsure how long her eyes, which had just been forcibly restored with medicine, could last.

In order not to miss the chance to see his wife for the first time, Sang Che specially prepared pills.

She offered her blood and fell into a deep sleep.

Every time he wakes up, he is making and refining medicine again.

Yin Huaixi: "I can find it."

"I don't need your help."

While coldly rejecting Sang Che, Yin Huaixi thought to herself that it was fortunate that there were plenty of cosplayers and people wearing local costumes at the scenic spot these days, so Sang Che's exquisitely crafted outfit was not a rare sight in the Miao village.

It won't attract attention.

Even when questioned by the police, Yin Huaixi could still manage to lie and say that Sang Che had rented the clothes from a photo studio.

The child is simply addicted.

Sang Che wasn't too disappointed by the rejection. She even missed the feeling of being glared at by Yin Huaixi, as if she had returned to the time when they first met.

Huaixi's life remained vibrant; he did not abandon her, nor did he enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Following the path she had just taken, stepping on the stone steps covered with broken moss, Yin Huaixi continued down the path, occasionally pausing to listen to Sang Che's footsteps.

She didn't know why she was paying attention to a mysterious "female ghost" who had suddenly appeared in her life.

Seeing Yin Huaixi's awkward actions, Sang Che was very happy. She wanted to take a few more glances at her wife's beauty before the medicine wore off.

Watery areas are slippery, especially when stepping on moss.

Eager to leave this wretched place, Yin Huaixi lost her footing and slipped, nearly falling headfirst into the dense, endless water plants.

Suddenly, a hand hooked around her shoulder, and Sang Che firmly pulled Yin Huaixi to her feet. Her long, black braids hung down, swaying in front of her chest.

"Huaixi, be careful."

"This water only looks pretty; there are leeches in it."

Upon hearing the word "leech," Yin Huaixi felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly retreated, only to bump into Sang Che's embrace, which exuded a cool fragrance.

An untimely pair of hands wrapped around her waist, and Sang Che, like a cub trying to please its master, clung to Yin Huaixi's shoulder.

She mumbled in a slightly muffled voice, "But it's okay, Huaixi."

"With me here, they won't dare bite you."

"You are mine."