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

I was panting heavily, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on my forehead.

Jiawan originally intended to simply throw the woman onto the bed where she used to keep medicine.

But then I thought, it would be such a waste to leave such a beautiful girl there.

It would be better to change her dirty clothes first and give her a warm bath.

Just do it.

Jiawan arrived at the bathtub, filled it with hot water, rolled up her sleeves to reveal her fair arms, and prepared to unbutton the woman's clothes.

As soon as her fingers slipped inside and touched the burning hot skin, Jiawan frowned slightly.

He muttered to himself, "It's so hot!"

The woman opened her amber eyes and saw a Miao woman with silver ornaments in her hair groping her.

"What...are you doing...?"

His tone was accusatory.

The threatening tone made it seem as if Jiawan was the one being held captive.

"I'll give you a bath."

"You're so dirty, I don't even have room to stand in the house anymore."

With her fingers gripping the ground, Zhao Huining struggled to sit up, only to find that with her current strength, she couldn't even do something as simple as this.

Realizing that the person in her arms was trying to get up, Jiawan said helplessly, "Don't move around. You have typhoid fever now. The most important thing is to take a hot bath first, and then I'll find you some thicker clothes."

"Would you mind if I wore your clothes?"

Unable to break free from the Miao woman's grasp, Zhao Huining's mind was a complete mess, and she was panting heavily.

Chest heaving.

"You arrested me... so why are you helping me?"

Meeting those beautiful, fox-like amber eyes, Jiawan once again marveled at the woman's beauty.

She had seen Han Chinese before.

But this was truly the first time I had ever seen such a beautiful and elegant Han Chinese woman.

It felt very different from the feeling emanating from Yin Huaixi.

Helpless, Jiawan propped her cheeks up with her palms, feeling indignant on her behalf.

"Hello!"

"It wasn't me who arrested you, it was A-Che's men who arrested you."

"If it weren't for me, you would have been turned into a drug person by now, and you wouldn't even have a hot bath to take."

Her clothes were removed, and Jiawan helped her take them off halfway when she suddenly noticed that Zhao Huining had many bruises on her body.

"You Han Chinese women are a bit too...delicate. After you take a bath, I'll find some ointment to apply to you."

"how?"

Jia Wan leaned closer to examine the bumps and bruises on Zhao Huining's arm and discovered an old scar.

"Don't look..."

Seemingly not wanting to expose the scar to others, Zhao Huining raised her fingers, her well-defined fingertips covering her fair shoulder.

He shielded Jiawan's curious gaze.

I had heard Huahe and the others say that Han Chinese women are very particular about these taboos.

Now that I see her, I realize I wasn't lying to her.

Jiawan wisely withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "Don't worry, in your Han Chinese terms, I'm practically a doctor, I won't do anything to you."

It's not like I'll kill her with medicine.

However, she didn't say she wouldn't use a spell on this beautiful woman.

Faced with the incessant chatter and noise around him, Zhao Huining remained silent.

She let him do whatever he wanted, dragging her into the bathtub.

Regardless of what this Miao woman might do to her next, the most important thing now is to get her fever down.

Otherwise, her frail body might not even be able to hold on until tomorrow.

How can we talk about leaving here?

...

Leaning against the railing, Sang Che teased a butterfly that flew by with his finger.

She hummed a folk song from the village, her voice clear and melodious, like a secluded orchid in a deep valley.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

Footsteps came from behind Sang Che.

"A-Che, I'm back."

Yin Huaixi had told those people everything that needed to be explained.

She also knew that Sang Che dared to let her act so recklessly, which meant that this woman definitely had the ability to control everything.

She cannot let her guard down.

We must not act recklessly like last time.

She briefly hid under the collar that Sang Che had personally handed her, but this was not an act of giving in.

She just needs to remain unmoved by emotions.

Do not show any pity for Sang Che, who is suffering from the cold poison, as you did last time; her freedom is just around the corner.

"So fast?"

"Huaixi, I thought you wouldn't have enough time to finish explaining what you needed to say in less than two hours."

With her slender waist pressed against the railing, Sang Che still smiled so beautifully. Yin Huaixi dared not imagine what would happen if her bewildered eyes ever recovered.

What a devastating and beautiful woman she must have been!

Stop, stop, stop...

Why are you thinking about this woman again?

Composing himself, Yin Huaixi inwardly berated himself.

Her hand landed on the railing next to Sang Che, her shoulder very close to him; with the slightest movement, she could bump into him.

Yin Huaixi kept a straight face and tried to distract Sang Che with body language.

"They're all tied up by you. Even if I'm a silver tongue, I can't unlock them. What's the point?"

"It's just to comfort them; they won't be turned into medicine people by you anytime soon."

This statement shows a high degree of self-awareness, but it's unclear whether it truly reflects Yin Huaixi's true feelings.

Sang Che leaned her shoulder against Yin Huaixi's. She waved her hand, and the butterflies that had been circling the railing scattered, leaving only Yin Huaixi and Sang Che alone together.

An eerie silence hung between the two. Yin Huaixi racked her brains for a topic to talk about, but before she could even turn her head to speak, she was still speechless.

Sang Che took the lead.

"Huaixi, would you like to... move back to my place?"

With her hands behind her back, she aggressively walked towards Yin Huaixi, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

"This is the only option."

Behind her were countless steps, and Yin Huaixi gripped the railing tightly, not daring to move.

"If Huaixi, you don't agree, then let's go back to that place."

Yin Huaixi: "?"

How despicable!

Anyone could pick the correct answer even with their butt.

"I...I'll move back."

Yin Huaixi wanted to suggest staying next to Sang Che, but before she could even utter the words of her hesitation, Sang Che was overjoyed and immediately arranged where Yin Huaixi would stay.

"My room isn't cramped at all; you'll have plenty of room to move in."

"How about we share a bed?"

What does "inferior" mean?

Does she have the right to refuse?!

All he could hear was the gentle whistling of the wind; Sang Che had no intention of letting Yin Huaixi go.

She wanted both Yin Huaixi's promise and his words that he was "willing" to do so.

She's just that greedy.

If you want something, you can have it.

The optimal solution is to take it for oneself.

The person in front of her didn't reply for a long time. Sang Che straightened her back, and her tone became colder, unlike her gentle tone just now.

"Huaixi, don't you want to?"

"You don't want to live with me...don't want to see me every day?"

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to escape.

Yin Huaixi took a deep breath to calm her agitated heart.

She thought of what she had told those people in the cave, and the woman in the blue-green robe.

I knew it wasn't the right time to turn against Sang Che.

"Sang Che, why do you need to ask me?"

"I had no choice."

Yin Huaixi's restrained and reluctant tone secretly pleased Sang Che, and the corners of her lips curled up.

I am very satisfied with Yin Huaixi's answer.

"Oh... Huaixi."

My palm was gripped again.

Without a word, Sang Che grabbed the person tightly. Her tone was gentle, but to Yin Huaixi it sounded like worms crawling all over her body.

"That's more like it... You should know your place and understand that staying by my side is the best thing for you."

This laughter was accompanied by the sound of silver bells.

Yin Huaixi stopped breathing for a moment.