How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 34: Staining Her, Leaving His Mark

When they went to hang the fish, Tang Zan’s hand brushed against Pei Shu’er’s hand.

Tang Zan’s hand was warm, while Pei Shu’er’s hand was ice-cold.

The skin on the back of her hand was smooth and soft, accompanied by the scent of herbs, which wafted into Tang Zan’s nostrils.

Pei Shu’er turned her head, and the two were so close that Tang Zan was right behind her. Her back accidentally touched Tang Zan’s firm chest.

He had a slight scent of sweat, and his masculine hormones enveloped her.

Pei Shu’er’s eyelashes fluttered; was this the man who could make even the female lead’s heart flutter, as described in the original novel?

Truly extraordinary.

Even she, who prided herself on being extremely calm, felt a bit stifled, and under such an aura, her breathing was slightly labored.

The pressure of the aura was extremely strong.

If she hadn’t dissected her own heart so thoroughly, she might have thought she was moved, like those love-struck girls.

But she knew her heartbeat remained steady, with no signs of losing control.

Tang Zan didn’t back away; he lowered his head slightly and looked at Pei Shu’er.

He saw her fair, jade-like face and the indifferent expression on it.

He couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow; this woman had always been so cold and restrained with him.

Rational, unlike the Pei Shu’er who had done so many foolish things for the Third Prince.

Had this exile made her mature so quickly?

Pei Shu’er had no intention of avoiding Tang Zan; after all, what’s a little back-to-back contact? If she dodged, it would seem as if she feared Tang Zan.

If she showed weakness, wouldn’t she fall to a disadvantage in front of Tang Zan?

She didn’t panic nor deliberately move closer, just continued with the odd posture to hang the fish in her hand.

As she stood on tiptoe, Tang Zan caught a faint floral fragrance again; she always smelled pleasant.

And because of her movement, the fabric rubbed, making a subtle and ambiguous sound.

Tang Zan’s ears turned red.

Was Pei Shu’er doing this on purpose?

Did she seduce the Third Prince in the same way?

Annoyed, he wanted to push her away, but his hand paused when he saw the bloodied hand, hesitating for the first time and thinking.

If he touched Pei Shu’er’s clothes with this hand, it would probably leave a dreadful bloody handprint on her clothes.

Stain her and mark her with his trace.

Thinking of this, he felt a wicked thrill.

Just when he was about to push Pei Shu’er, she finished hanging the fish and turned away from Tang Zan’s embrace.

His arms felt emptily vacant, and the floral fragrance was swept away by the breeze.

He actually felt a sense of loss.

Truly insane.

He wasn’t oblivious to what kind of person she was.

Just her deliberate seduction.

In the past, many women had thrown themselves at him, even for more extreme deeds, yet his heart had not stirred in the slightest.

However, this woman with her flirtatious antics, stirred his emotions with just a little motion.

Even though it wasn’t obvious, it was enough to make him wary.

His gaze was dark as a cold pool, scrutinizing the woman before him.

She sensed the cold gaze above her and looked up at him calmly.

"Your foot, let me see."

After the first few days, Pei Shu’er hadn’t checked Tang Zan’s foot again, though he seemed fine. But she dared not take it lightly.

Tang Zan didn’t resist and sat down, gazing deeply at Pei Shu’er.

Pei Shu’er rolled up his pant leg, and upon seeing his left leg, she involuntarily gasped.

The leg was already rotting, and even the foot showed signs of atrophy due to torn nerves.

A thin layer of decayed flesh covered the surface of the left lower leg, appearing to have been recently treated.

Pei Shu’er said, "Your wound is this bad, why didn’t you say anything?"

She estimated that if she hadn’t thought of checking Tang Zan’s wound tonight,

perhaps the next time she’d see to his injury would be when Tang Zan fainted.

Tang Zan sneered, seemingly indifferent.

"I’ve had worse injuries than this." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Pei Shu’er pressed her lips together and began to clean the decayed flesh from his wound, then applied the Spiritual Spring Water mixed with anti-inflammatory medication as she did before.

Only the proportion of Spiritual Spring Water had increased.

Tang Zan’s muscles were tense, but he didn’t utter a sound.

It took half an hour to treat the wound, with Pei Shu’er lowering her eyelashes the entire time, carefully tending to Tang Zan’s injury.

Her eyes were cold and mechanical when focused, and the usually smiling face bore no expression.

Appearing entirely different from her usual self.

It was only then that Tang Zan noticed that Pei Shu’er still had traces of untouched youth on her face, her eyelashes were truly long, her nose was delicately prominent, and her lips were naturally red.

More beautiful than he remembered.

If Pei Shu’er knew Tang Zan’s thoughts, she would surely laugh.

After she traversed time, this body’s appearance gradually became more like her modern self, replacing the original visage with her own.

Otherwise, the original appearance was somewhat petty, with features being sharp and seductive.

While Pei Shu’er’s looks had always been dignified, and when not smiling, she was untouchable like a high mountain snow lotus.

After Pei Shu’er finished treating him, she finally lifted her eyes to look at Tang Zan.

Her black-and-white eyes were filled with seriousness and concentration.

"If you still want to heal, then every evening from now on, cooperate with me like tonight, and I’ll do my best to treat you."

She would still gradually heal Tang Zan’s leg, but it wouldn’t be particularly fast. Given the current conditions, that was not possible.

Pei Shu’er remembered Tang Zan had a shoulder injury as well, but it was from long ago and not severe at the time, so it should be nearly healed. She said nothing more.

Just as Pei Shu’er was about to go to sleep, Lin Hong anxiously approached her.

"Miss Pei, something’s wrong, my brother’s arm was bitten by a venomous snake."

Pei Shu’er was taken aback and hurried over.

She then noticed Lin Yu’s left arm was bruised, with two snakebite marks on the wrist.

She said, "Why didn’t you say anything earlier?"

Lin Yu’s forehead was covered in cold sweat; he weakly chuckled.

"I thought the snake wasn’t poisonous, so I didn’t take it seriously."

But at this moment, he felt a touch of despair, knowing his chances of surviving the poison were slim, regretting mostly for his brother’s sake.

Pei Shu’er was so angry she laughed, "You really don’t care about your own body."

Lin Hong explained from the side, "Miss Pei, my brother thought his arm wasn’t too bad, didn’t want to bother you, saying you’ve helped us enough, this little wound didn’t matter."

However, his eyes were red, clearly aware that the poison likely couldn’t be cured.

Pei Shu’er asked Lin Yu to describe the snake, and upon learning which it was, she brought out an antidote from her space.

"I’ll treat you with silver needles."

Lin Yu nodded, and Pei Shu’er inconspicuously injected him with the antidote.

Then, she pretended to needle for a while for appearances.

When Lin Yu got better, the six people accompanying Pei Shu’er were astonished, wondering how Lin Yu recovered so quickly from such severe poisoning.

Many doctors couldn’t treat such poison, and even if one could, it would be a complicated process, requiring several hours at least.

Grateful, Lin Yu attempted to stand and bow but was stopped by Pei Shu’er.

"Apart from my parents, I have no other close kin. I truly see you all as family, so there’s no need to be so formal. Losing any of you is something I don’t wish to witness."

Pei Shu’er’s gaze was pure, and when she looked at someone like this, it felt genuinely sincere.

Lin Yu’s eyes reddened; he had always served under superiors who never spoke to him so earnestly.

Now, with Pei Shu’er’s words, his heart warmed extensively.

At this moment, even if he had to die for Pei Shu’er, he would be willing.

After Pei Shu’er finished speaking, she felt a cold gaze from behind, making her spine tingle with chills.

When she turned to look, she found no one watching her; Tang Zan’s gaze was only on the fire, with dark eyes reflecting the flames.

Pei Shu’er suspected she might have been mistaken.