How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 534: Every Minute, Every Second, I’m Thinking of You

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Chapter 534: Chapter 534: Every Minute, Every Second, I’m Thinking of You

Shen Wanqing at home thought left and right, feeling that staying at home might still cause trouble, so she took Pei Jingyi out for shopping.

Meanwhile, after court had adjourned, Pei Shu’er happened to arrive at Chang’an Street, so she went to the palace gate to pick up Tang Zan.

Along the way, she saw many people coughing.

At first, she didn’t take it seriously.

Until she saw a few people coughing and coughing, suddenly they coughed up blood.

Those people coughed increasingly violently, until later they clutched their abdomen and squatted down.

Then those few people fell to the ground and never got up again.

Pei Shu’er then saw government officers dragging these people away, skillfully and quickly.

The voices of the citizens’ gossip reached her ears.

"This has happened so many times, right? I saw these few people were fine a few days ago, at first they just coughed, how come they suddenly died now."

"I don’t know what illness they’ve contracted, how did it become so serious."

Pei Shu’er’s gaze turned towards the people speaking, these people also began coughing.

How could it not look like an epidemic has arrived?

Now everywhere is suffering from famine, refugees are everywhere, and some surviving people have flocked to the capital’s gate.

The city gate doesn’t allow entry, so they can only wait to die in place.

As more people die, if the corpses aren’t handled properly, it’s naturally easy to cause an epidemic.

The original novel indeed had such a plot.

But that was after Tang Zan became the Regent King and Lin Shiyao had confirmed feelings with Yan Huan Yu.

However now, because of Lin Shiyao’s continuous recklessness, the romantic lines of the protagonists no longer exist.

The two of them haven’t spoken much up to now, let alone struggling together and developing feelings.

I’m afraid if these two meet now, they might just draw swords against each other.

Why has this epidemic plot occurred so early?

Or rather, did I discover it too soon?

After all, some people died and were treated as refugees who starved to death.

Medical skills in this era aren’t advanced, and the outbreak of an epidemic requires time. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

In the early stages, development is slow, and it only explodes exponentially in the later stages.

When Tang Zan came out, a group of people surrounded him, and they were enthusiastically talking to Tang Zan.

Tang Zan occasionally responded with a cold face, causing these people to speak even more excitedly, their eyes often glancing at him.

Tang Zan’s eyes carried a faint mockery, and a touch of impatience.

He turned his head and saw the carriage of the Prince Zhan Mansion.

Pei Shu’er happened to lift the curtain and showed him a sweet smile.

Tang Zan bid simple farewells to those high officials and then strode towards Pei Shu’er.

He stopped in front of Pei Shu’er’s carriage, his voice soft.

"Why did you come here to pick me up? You can just rest at home."

Pei Shu’er smiled.

Tang Zan’s just being prideful, yet he says not to come to meet him.

She knows he’s happy in his heart!

Pei Shu’er extended her hand towards Tang Zan: "Get on the carriage."

Tang Zan looked at Pei Shu’er’s small hand and held it.

But he didn’t use her hand for leverage, rather he jumped onto the carriage himself.

Once on the carriage, as the curtain dropped, he embraced Pei Shu’er in full.

Burying his head in Pei Shu’er’s neck.

"Let me breathe, I missed you so much today."

Pei Shu’er felt a bit warm, her smile deepening.

"Which day is it that you don’t miss me?"

Tang Zan laughed: "Not only every day, every hour, every minute, and every second, I’m thinking of you."

These words were spoken close to Pei Shu’er’s earlobe.

His magnetic voice was like a small insect, crawling all the way down the ear canal, then onto the heart, lightly scratching her heart.

Her body was a bit soft: "You just joke around."

Tang Zan replied: "I promise."

Then said to Pei Shu’er: "You should be able to feel it, right?"

Pei Shu’er nearly rolled her eyes to the sky.

She could feel it, of course, she could feel it, its presence was impressive and hot.

Damn it.

"Tang Zan, I really want to cut you."

Tang Zan laughed heartily: "How could you? If you cut me, how would your husband love you?"

Pei Shu’er didn’t want to continue this conversation with Tang Zan, afraid he might become too wild, she hastily changed the topic.

"Recently I’ve been shopping in the capital, actually planning to open a store. The money in the capital is much easier to earn than in other places."

Tang Zan nodded: "How much money do you need, I’ll fund you."

Pei Shu’er puffed up her small chest with a bit of pride.

"No need, I estimate my money is more than yours."

Tang Zan laughed: "Are you sure? My Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion was opened when I was young. It’s been over ten years now, spread through the land, and the wealth accumulated is not to be underestimated."

Pei Shu’er’s eyes lit up: "Then why don’t I open a merchant house, a fabric store, a restaurant. You provide the funds, I’ll provide the effort."

"These have ready personnel, I won’t have much to worry about, and they can be set up quickly."

After a pause, Pei Shu’er continued: "Besides, I want to open a blacksmith shop, but not under our name and related identities."

Tang Zan nodded: "Just follow the Princess Consort’s orders."

Pei Shu’er said: "Don’t you want to ask why I’m opening it?"

Tang Zan obligingly replied: "Then why are you opening a blacksmith shop?"

Pei Shu’er laughed: "I want to make many machines, there are lots in my space, metals too. But they’ll eventually run out, yet machine manufacturing can’t stop."

She whispered to Tang Zan: "And, I want to privately make cannons."

Tang Zan laughed, biting Pei Shu’er’s earlobe.

He mumbled: "Are you planning a rebellion?"

Pei Shu’er raised an eyebrow at Tang Zan: "What are you saying? I just want to protect myself."

Coming to the capital, Pei Shu’er didn’t feel peaceful or recognize it as a homecoming.

She felt the pervasive oppressive atmosphere here and the complex situation.

Recently, she often feels countless eyes observing Prince Zhan Mansion, openly and secretly.

Wherever she goes, there are people tracking her. Besides using the excuse of shopping to explore the capital and understand everything about it, she couldn’t do anything else.

When Pei Shu’er returned home, she saw Pei Lingxuan bringing the somewhat haggard Shen Wanqing and the innocently cute Pei Jingyi waiting in the hall.

She originally wanted to discuss the epidemic with Tang Zan, but had to set it aside.

Seeing Shen Wanqing, Pei Shu’er laughed: "Mother, brother, sister."

Pei Lingxuan performed full formalities of a greeting.

"Sister."

Pei Jingyi followed suit, sweetly calling "Sister."

Tang Qinghuan and Tang Shuo were watching this young girl about their age.

Pei Shu’er’s smile deepened.

"You came at the right time, I bought various pastries from outside, come and try them."

Shen Wanqing nodded, then gently asked behind Pei Shu’er: "Shu’er, didn’t you say that if you want to lose weight, you must eat less of these things?"

Pei Shu’er laughed: "That’s enough, mom, your figure is great, any thinner and it wouldn’t be beautiful."