Pei Shu’er didn’t want to share a tent with Tang Zan, so she went to Zhang Feng, asking him to figure out a way to get her a tent. Zhang Feng shook his head.
"I’m afraid that’s not possible. Your husband has already given us a heads-up; anyone who gives you a special tent will be going against him."
"You know, when he kills, he goes crazy—who dares to oppose him? You might end up being torn apart by five horses, or even have your head kicked around like a ball."
Pei Shu’er had no doubt that Tang Zan would absolutely do such things.
As for those who had a grudge against Pei Shu’er, it was even less likely they’d grant her a tent.
In the end, Pei Shu’er wandered around the military camp in dismay, just hoping to find a place to set up a tent by herself.
She had just started setting it up when she saw someone standing in front of her.
This person walked towards Pei Shu’er against the light, step by step.
Pei Shu’er felt like a human-shaped refrigerant was approaching.
She frowned and was about to run away, when Tang Zan leaped and was suddenly in front of her, wrapping his arms around her waist and scooping her up.
Pei Shu’er’s scalp tingled, she pushed against Tang Zan, who gritted his teeth and smiled.
"What, Pei Shu’er, are you still going to run?"
Pei Shu’er didn’t speak, gritted her teeth and said, "I’m going to run... Uh!"
Pei Shu’er looked even more appealing when she was angry than she usually did.
Tang Zan once again bit her neck.
Furthermore, Pei Shu’er found that when Tang Zan bit her, the initial bite was slightly painful.
Later on, her neck felt warm and tingly.
Pei Shu’er felt somewhat off; her neck felt warm, tingling, and wet. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel※fire.net
A blush spread over her cheeks; she pushed against Tang Zan’s head.
Tang Zan finally lifted his head, looking at Pei Shu’er’s blush, his gaze deepening, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
Pei Shu’er sighed and said, "Let’s set three rules."
Tang Zan raised his eyebrows; he was in a decent mood and was willing to hear what Pei Shu’er wanted to say.
"You say it first, then I’ll decide if I want to listen."
Pei Shu’er said, "First, you can’t bite me."
Given Tang Zan’s hatred towards her, he might just keep biting until she dies.
She always felt like Tang Zan was using her to grind his teeth.
Grinding and grinding, who knows if he’ll bite her to death.
Pei Shu’er really didn’t want to die in such a strange way.
No, she just didn’t want to die.
She must live, live well!
Now, seeing that she could still negotiate with Tang Zan, she decided to try negotiating one more time.
Tang Zan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then what?"
Pei Shu’er said, "Second, give me three more years to investigate the truth; it really wasn’t me!"
She came to this conclusion after careful consideration, thinking from every aspect, the original person didn’t seem like someone who would frame Prince Zhan Mansion.
"Third, I don’t want to be a military doctor; I want to go back to live in the Deserted Mountain. Meanwhile, I promise not to escape, but you have to give me some degree of freedom."
"These aren’t just three conditions," he sneered, lightly lifting Pei Shu’er’s chin; her lips were pink and soft, clearly perfect for kissing.
Pei Shu’er now with some anger, thought these demands were reasonable, why wouldn’t he agree?
"If you don’t agree, then I’ll disappear, and no longer repay my debts."
Tang Zan sneered, "Where would you disappear to? To find the Third Prince?"
Pei Shu’er laughed, "That might be possible, after all, I’m fickle, aren’t I?"
Tang Zan’s face darkened and he said no more; he realized every time the Third Prince was mentioned, he felt disturbed.
He directly hoisted Pei Shu’er onto his shoulder, and Pei Shu’er finally understood how unbearable this position was.
She was so uncomfortable she could barely speak.
She felt the blood rushing to her head, her abdomen being squeezed made her uncomfortable.
Tang Zan seemed to realize his behavior was inappropriate, stopped, and switched from carrying to holding her in his arms.
Pei Shu’er now limp and weak in Tang Zan’s embrace, couldn’t say a word, her eyes weakly glaring at him, looking like a tasty but pitiful little snack.
Tang Zan felt somewhat heartache seeing Pei Shu’er .
Obviously, seeing her embarrassed state should give him satisfaction from revenge.
In the end, Pei Shu’er was carried into Tang Zan’s military tent, Pei Shu’er washed up and then went to lie on the bed herself.
Tang Zan lay on the floor.
Pei Shu’er turned her back to Tang Zan, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
That night, Pei Shu’er didn’t dare sleep deeply, afraid that Tang Zan might kill her secretly.
You only get one life.
So whenever there was a hint of a breeze or rustle, she’d wake up in shock, breathing slightly heavier than usual.
Tang Zan also was kept awake by Pei Shu’er, looking at her startled state, he felt a twinge of pity.
Seeing Pei Shu’er sleep again, and after a while hearing her long breath, he closed his eyes, thinking he could finally sleep well.
Yet Pei Shu’er startled awake again, though she didn’t make a sound, her breath audibly thickened.
He furrowed his brow, feeling an inexplicable irritation.
Couldn’t Pei Shu’er sleep well next to him? Did he frighten Pei Shu’er so much?
If she could sleep soundly next to someone else.
The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached.
Really wanted to kill Pei Shu’er with just one blow.
To stop her from affecting his mood.
If he could actually kill her.
He saw Pei Shu’er was now sitting quietly on the bed, looking at him with eyes full of clear caution.
Tang Zan initially had his eyes closed, and Pei Shu’er’s gaze, like her personality, was soft and without aggression.
Yet he couldn’t ignore such a gaze.
He turned and sat up, Pei Shu’er was startled, letting out a low gasp.
He was angry and upset, and felt an indescribable frustration.
Why, why was she so afraid of him?
He should be the hurt party; Pei Shu’er was his enemy.
Yet he couldn’t bring himself to harm her, he feared her fright, also feared her leaving.
It turned out she didn’t reciprocate his concern, and the distance between them was even greater than when they were initially exiled.
Now, her gaze towards him was often tinged with apprehension and alienation.
Thinking this, he gritted his teeth and jumped on the bed, trapping Pei Shu’er beneath him.
"Pei Shu’er, are you really so afraid of me?"
Pei Shu’er shook her head, "Not afraid."
To be more precise, it’s caution.
Tang Zan was so ruthless to those he disliked—let alone towards her.
She was now contemplating what methods Tang Zan might use to torment her.
It must be an exceedingly prolonged torment, surely he’d devise countless tricks, ultimately making her wish she were dead.
Thinking this, her face turned pale.
Just then, Tang Zan pinched her chin, her skin had some beads of sweat, making her face appear even more delicate and smooth.
Tang Zan only felt his palm grow warm.