How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 39: Wouldn’t It Be More Fun to Torment Each Other for a Lifetime?

Tang Zan sneered coldly, his eyes sweeping over Pei Shu’er’s face with a chilling indifference.

Those eyes stared intently into hers, as if trying to see through the clarity of her eyes to uncover the malicious intents she harbored.

This woman, did she think that after doing all these things, she could erase her vendettas?

And what about the deal, what could she possibly trade with him?

He knew well enough about his own injured leg, it wasn’t something that could be healed by just anyone with some medical knowledge.

The injury had damaged his muscles, completely severed.

Most of the tissue was eaten by wolves, even the Divine Doctor was helpless.

Let alone Pei Shu’er, who only knew a little about medicine.

"I’m not interested in your proposal."

Pei Shu’er raised an eyebrow, not rushing to respond to Tang Zan, instead analyzing the hidden meaning behind his words.

His leg was seriously injured, unlikely to be healed by anyone, even the most skilled Divine Doctor of this era couldn’t manage.

But she remembered, in the original story, when Tang Zan returned later with his crippled body, he was frustrated and loathed his injured leg, often slashing it with a knife in fits of rage.

And now, after going through so much, even though Tang Zan remained formidable, because of his injured leg, there would still be moments when he felt powerless.

Like during the earlier sandstorm.

Thus, Tang Zan’s words couldn’t be taken at face value, but should be interpreted as: he didn’t believe she had the skills to heal him.

Pei Shu’er smiled, gently flicking her fingers over his injured leg, her lips curling with a strong sense of amusement.

"Take a look at your leg first."

Her restless fingers caused a tingling sensation, like a swarm of tiny ants climbing from his leg to his spine.

He wanted to pull his leg back, but Pei Shu’er’s subsequent words drew his attention.

"Have you noticed, your leg has improved significantly, there’s new flesh growing."

Only then did Tang Zan look down at his calf, realizing that under Pei Shu’er’s fingers, faint pink flesh had indeed appeared.

Had it not been pointed out by Pei Shu’er, he wouldn’t have noticed.

Pei Shu’er withdrew her fingers, her lips curled into a smile, eyes slightly tipped, like a seductive vixen.

Her whispering voice, laced with laughter, sent warm breath onto his neck, causing a numbing itch.

"Do you still think I’m unqualified to cooperate with you? Perhaps you don’t know, but I’ve inherited the knowledge of the Divine Doctor."

Tang Zan scoffed, "Did the Third Prince find you a Divine Doctor?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

It was just a common question, but Pei Shu’er’s current goal was to cooperate with Tang Zan; he already despised her original self for being wanton and unfaithful.

If she admitted it, not only would the cooperation fail, but Tang Zan might kill her.

Pei Shu’er wore an innocent and sincere expression.

"I met the Divine Doctor while traveling."

"So, I’ve shown you my sincerity, what about yours?"

Tang Zan’s sullen face softened somewhat.

"Alright."

Pei Shu’er nodded; despite Tang Zan’s eccentric and moody personality, he was very trustworthy.

As long as they reached the place of exile, her actions wouldn’t be so limited, and she wouldn’t have to rely on Tang Zan anymore.

They reached a consensus, achieving a temporary peace.

Pei Shu’er was quite pleased, knowing that Tang Zan had always been unsatisfied with this marriage, only accepting it due to his father’s position as a vassal prince, which already alarmed the Emperor, thus submitting to the Emperor’s arranged marriage.

An unhappy marriage binds two people, and Pei Shu’er didn’t want to live with Tang Zan either.

After all, a bedfellow who might strangle her at any moment was too terrifying.

It wasn’t as if she couldn’t live without Tang Zan.

With this in mind, Pei Shu’er cheerfully proposed.

"Tang Zan, since you’re also not fond of this marriage, we haven’t even completed the wedding ceremony. Once we reach the place of exile, let’s separate."

After saying this, Pei Shu’er added with a smile.

"We haven’t even completed the ceremony, we don’t even need a formal divorce document. Once in exile, we’ll each go our own way."

Tang Zan’s previously softer expression turned sullen again, his eyes almost freezing Pei Shu’er with their cold glare, an ironic arc on his lips.

Tang Zan moved a little closer to Pei Shu’er, looking like intimate lovers whispering to each other.

His magnetic, deep voice carried a hint of chill as it spoke.

"To torment each other for a lifetime, watching helplessly as the Third Prince marries and has children—isn’t that more intriguing?"

Pei Shu’er sensed the oppressive atmosphere around her and the anger Tang Zan was suppressing that could erupt at any moment, pressing her lips together without speaking.

She had grown accustomed to Tang Zan’s mood swings, realizing that her proactive "separation proposal" likely hurt Tang Zan’s pride.

Their recently eased relationship plummeted again because of her proposal, back to an icy tone.

Avoiding even eye contact except during treatment sessions.

Even during treatment, Tang Zan’s head would turn the other way, treating her as air.

Pei Shu’er found herself much more at ease.

She had no desire to experience Tang Zan’s venomous gaze.

...

After the government officer banged the gong, they rested by a large river.

Because it was so cold, the river had frozen with a thick layer of ice, and now everyone was out of water, so they needed to fetch water.

The officers broke the ice to fetch water and cook, and the other exiles went to get water too.

Pei Shu’er carried a stone pot to get water, and as soon as she bent down, she felt a sudden push.

With a "plop," Pei Shu’er fell into the ice hole.

"Miss Pei fell into the water, someone come quick."

"Miss Pei, Miss Pei."

Some even extended a stick, hoping Pei Shu’er would grab onto it.

But everyone soon noticed that Pei Shu’er, who had fallen into the icy river, wasn’t making any movements.

This worried everyone; many had been depending on Pei Shu’er for healing, and if she died, they wouldn’t last long either.

Pei Shu’er didn’t know how to swim, so she immediately retreated into her space, yet still felt a biting cold.

However, there was a drawback to her space: wherever she entered, she would emerge in the same place.

So, to get out, she would still have to go through the icy river.

Just as she was searching through the piles of supplies for warm diving gear,

she heard another "plop" from outside—someone had jumped in to save her.

Throwing all caution aside, she immediately exited her space, shivering from the cold once more.

Then she saw a young man with a handsome face and fair skin swimming towards her.

His slightly upturned phoenix eyes, thin pressed lips, sharply chiseled features, and ink-black hair spreading out in the water made him appear even more striking.

Those dark eyes of his, at that moment in Pei Shu’er’s eyes, seemed to shine with light.