How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 35: If You Like Children, You Can Have Them with Zan’er

After walking for another two days, the temperature dropped rapidly.

It felt as if they had crossed a season, forcibly moving from summer to winter, with the wind so strong it could chill one’s bones.

Even after walking for a whole day, everyone’s feet remained cold.

Many of the exiled individuals already had severe foot injuries, and now their tissues were freezing and necrotizing, making it impossible for them to walk, resulting in frostbite on their feet. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The road was unbelievably cold, unfit for humans to travel.

Many poisoned by the miasma had collapsed one after another, while others had simply frozen to death.

But those people were forced to keep walking by the government officers until they collapsed on the ground, breathless, only then did others become aware.

The population had suddenly dropped from over two hundred people to over a hundred.

Although Pei Shu’er was accustomed to life and death, the sudden reduction in population was still unsettling for her.

Seeing Pei Shu’er’s distress, Tang Qingning patted her on the back.

"Let’s go. Too many have died along the way; you don’t have to worry too much, sister-in-law."

He then asked, "Are you cold? Come here, I’ll shield you from the wind."

Pei Shu’er wasn’t cold; her modified down jacket coupled with thermal underwear provided excellent warmth.

But Tang Shuo and Tang Qinghuan, the two little children, had faces flushed bright red from the cold.

The two little ones walked like chilled little penguins, making Pei Shu’er feel sorrowful, so she picked them up.

She made two pouches to carry the children from her cloth, and nestled them against her chest, securing her coat afterward.

Only the children’s little heads were visible.

Seeing Pei Shu’er wholeheartedly caring for the two children, everyone was touched.

Only their biological mother could be this good to them.

Being carried by Pei Shu’er, the children felt unprecedented warmth, not noticing the cold wind at all.

They cheered and hugged Pei Shu’er’s neck, easing her burden slightly.

"Auntie’s warmth is amazing; we can’t feel the wind at all."

Tang Zan quietly watched Pei Shu’er for a while, noticing her gentle smile without any hint of impatience or hidden displeasure as she held the two kids.

He found it curious; if Pei Shu’er was trying to dispel his suspicion, her emotional control was impeccable.

To his sister-in-law, she seemed to be genuinely devoted.

If Pei Shu’er truly was seeking his trust, then she was too formidable, too deeply calculating.

Granny Zhang hesitated for a moment but offered a word of caution.

"Miss Pei, this is just the beginning; the road ahead is long. If you keep holding the children like this, I’m afraid you won’t hold out."

Pei Shu’er curved her lips slightly: "It’s fine; I like children."

The other Tang Family members were somewhat jealous, as Pei Shu’er’s devotion to these two children was beyond compare.

She was always polite yet distant with others, always maintaining a formal demeanor.

Tang Qinghuan and Tang Shuo received a lot of benefits from Pei Shu’er, and the third branch of the family benefited as well.

They wished they had younger children too.

Liu Xu wiped away tears, then looked up and smiled at Pei Shu’er as she spoke.

"If you like children, once you’re at the place of exile, you and Zan’er can have your own."

Pei Shu’er: "..."

Then she saw Tang Qingning smiling warmly at her; the ambiguity in his eyes made Pei Shu’er wish she could disappear from sight.

As a person from the 21st century, she had read many romance novels and watched sweet dramas and romantic movies.

Many exceptionally good men pursued her, yet she remained indifferent, despite their varied approaches, none could move her.

It wasn’t that she was picky; she just wanted to find someone who felt right.

She felt that, with modern people with whom she had no generational gap, she couldn’t be impressed by anyone.

With people from ancient times, separated by thousands of years, with vastly different ideologies, she certainly wouldn’t fancy them.

As for Tang Zan, that was even more impossible.

Tang Zan hated her so much; she didn’t want to throw herself at someone who’s cold to her, how could she possibly bear children with Tang Zan?

She shook her head, saying nothing.

Liu Xu and Tang Qingning continued asking, but Pei Shu’er said nothing.

When she looked up, she found Tang Zan fixating his captivating dark eyes on her.

As if threatening to draw her into an abyss.

Pei Shu’er raised her eyebrow, defiantly gazing back.

Tang Zan sneered and looked away.

When they rested at night, Pei Shu’er searched the area but found nothing to eat, so she used the dried fish in her basket to make dinner.

They ate heartily, feeling immensely satisfied.

Eating well kept them relatively warmer compared to others, reducing the cold discomfort.

But as for the other exiles, forget sharing food; survival itself was a challenge.

The six people with Pei Shu’er were genuinely grateful to her.

After dinner, Pei Shu’er began making thick clothes for the two children.

The wild chicken feathers she collected along the way were put to use at this moment, stuffing the feathers into the clothes.

She sewed two layers of cloth on the outside and discreetly used a layer of high-density waterproof fabric from space.

This way, the clothes were both waterproof and windproof, providing real warmth.

Once the simple version of the down jacket was finished, Pei Shu’er called over the two children.

The little ones wore the jackets, and their pale faces quickly warmed into a rosy hue.

Only then did everyone realize that the wild chicken feathers had such a use.

Previously, they thought the feathers were only useful for making dusters, not realizing they could be used for clothing.

Meanwhile, Pei Shu’er also sorted the previously collected rabbit fur, obtained either by catching or trading.

She made a fuzzy warm garment and first dressed Tang Shuo in it.

Tang Qinghuan didn’t mind, cheerfully watching Tang Shuo wrapped in warmth.

"This way, my brother won’t get sick; he’s younger."

Pei Shu’er patted her head.

"Next, I’ll make you a similarly warm garment."

The fabric she used for Tang Qinghuan’s garment wasn’t rabbit fur; the outer layer was cotton, while the inner layer was silk.

The moment Tang Qinghuan put it on, any lingering cold vanished.

She happily clung to Pei Shu’er’s neck.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, you are so kind."

Pei Shu’er curved her lips slightly.

Tang Zan sat opposite; the firelight cast an obscure shadow on his face.

Pei Shu’er had no intention of speaking to him; she didn’t want to waste her time.

After a long while, Tang Zan finally spoke, eyes fixed on her.

"Pei Shu’er, didn’t you say you’d treat my leg every night?"

Pei Shu’er: "..."

If his leg hurt, he should just say so; he spoke as if she was eager to treat him.