Chapter 6 The Self-Awareness of Human-Shaped Pendants

Chapter 6 The Self-Awareness of Human-Shaped Pendants

The Regent's study was unusually quiet today.

In the past, this was the most violent place in the entire Prince's Mansion.

When Pei Yunjing was reviewing official documents, he would fly into a rage and kill people if he encountered even the slightest problem or heard any noise outside the window.

The servants who brought tea and water would go in headfirst and come out sideways.

But today, Uncle Zhao stood at the door, listening to the occasional sound of turning pages coming from inside, and was so moved that he wanted to cry.

He didn't kill anyone.

Nothing was broken.

The prince didn't even utter a single roar.

Inside the study.

Pei Yunjing sat upright behind a large rosewood desk, holding a vermilion brush in his hand, quickly processing the memorials that had been piling up for half a month.

Because of overload of his five senses, he used to see these densely packed small characters as if he were looking at a bunch of twisted and crawling red worms, and he would feel nauseous after looking at them for a long time.

But now, as long as the faint scent of herbs remains, the writing is crystal clear.

The efficiency is astonishing.

The source of that "medicinal fragrance"—Tang Li—was currently huddled miserably on a small round stool that had been deliberately placed there.

This position is extremely awkward.

He was neither in the guest seat nor at the lower end of the table, but rather squeezed in the middle between the desk and the armchair.

With just a flick of his wrist, Pei Yunjing could send his sleeve flying across her face.

This is the "three-foot forbidden zone" designated by Pei Yunjing.

Tangli had been sitting on the small stool for two whole hours.

She felt that her buttocks had lost all feeling, and her legs were so numb that it felt like a million ants were gnawing at them.

It's really... so painful.

While Pei Yunjing was deep in thought about an urgent report from the border, Tang Li quietly and slowly moved her small stool further away.

Half an inch.

One inch.

Two inches.

call……

I can finally straighten my legs.

Tang Li had just breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could even secretly rub her knees, she was still feeling relieved.

"Buzz—"

Pei Yunjing, who was writing with great speed, suddenly stopped writing with his vermilion brush.

That familiar, irritating tinnitus sound was like a fly, abruptly intruding into his peaceful world.

Although the sound wasn't loud, it sounded particularly jarring in the extreme silence.

Pei Yunjing's brows furrowed instantly, and the anger that had just been suppressed in his eyes surged up again.

"Smack!"

A heavy memorial, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, crashed mercilessly onto the floor at Tang Li's feet, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Tang Li was so frightened that she trembled all over and almost fell off the small stool.

As soon as she looked up, she met a pair of cold, icy phoenix eyes.

"Did I grant you permission to move?"

Pei Yunjing's face was gloomy. He pressed his throbbing temples and his voice was as cold as if it were wrapped in ice: "Get back here."

Tang Li looked at the memorial that, if it were smashed on her head, would definitely crack her skull open. She swallowed hard and dared not cry out for justice.

"Yes... Your Highness, please calm down."

With a pained expression, she silently moved the small stool back, even closer to it than before.

Her knees were almost touching Pei Yunjing's thighs.

The suffocating tinnitus disappeared instantly.

Pei Yunjing's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and he gave her a cold glance, as if scolding a disobedient puppy:

"If you dare to put more than three feet away again, this memorial will be smashed on your head next time."

Tang Li shrank her neck and cursed the tyrant a hundred times in her heart.

Human-shaped keychain!

I can't live like this anymore!

Just as Tang Li was feeling bored and wondering whether she should count how many eyelashes Pei Yunjing had,

"Lie—!"

A loud eagle's cry pierced the clouds and split the rocks.

Immediately afterwards, a black lightning bolt shot through the window, bringing with it a gust of wind, and landed steadily on the scaffold beside the desk.

It's that gyrfalcon named "Lightning".

It is Pei Yunjing's most capable aerial scout. It eats only raw meat and is arrogant and ruthless. It will peck anyone who touches it except Pei Yunjing.

At this moment, it tilted its head and used its sharp eagle eyes to arrogantly examine the human cub huddled beside it.

Pei Yunjing ignored it and continued reviewing the memorials.

Tang Li's eyes lit up.

Here it comes! The entertainment is here!

While Pei Yunjing wasn't looking, she secretly took out a piece of dried meat from her sleeve pocket—it was leftover from feeding Da Bai that morning.

Tangli waved at the lightning and made a few very faint cooing sounds, imitating a mother eagle calling her chicks.

Lightning, who had been looking aloof and was about to preen his feathers, froze.

[Hmm? That voice... it sounds like my mom calling me home for dinner.]

Lightning stared at Tangli with a puzzled look, a hint of confusion flashing in his sharp eagle eyes.

Then, it smelled the aroma of dried meat.

That's jerky marinated with special spices from the pear tree, making it incredibly appealing to carnivores.

The lightning lasted for less than three seconds.

It jumped off the scaffolding without any regard for principle and hopped over to the small stool next to Tangli.

Tangli stretched out her finger, but instead of feeding it directly, she skillfully scratched a soft feather on the back of Lightning's neck.

That's a blind spot where birds can't groom themselves.

Once, twice.

Just moments ago, the gyrfalcon was majestic, as if it were about to dominate the sky. Now, its two wings drooped comfortably, its eyes narrowed into slits, and it even offered its head to Tang Li's hand.

The pear's innermost thoughts immediately popped into Tangli's mind:

Oh, right! That's it!

[To the left...this woman's technique is amazing! Much better than that big, dumb master who only knows how to make me catch rabbits!]

[Flying? Why fly? The sky is too cold, I don't want to fly anymore. It's not so bad to be a free-range chicken here for the rest of my life...]

Tang Li almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Free-range chicken?

If the enemy forces outside knew that the fearsome eagle "Lightning" dreamed of being a free-range chicken, they would probably laugh their heads off.

"What are you doing?"

A cool voice suddenly came from above.

Tangli's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the dried meat.

When she looked up, she found that Pei Yunjing had stopped writing at some point and was turning his head to look at the scene with a half-smile.

His gaze fell on the gyrfalcon, which was rolling its eyes, looking completely blissful, and had utterly lost its dignity as a raptor. His lips twitched slightly.

Is this still the same war eagle that once pecked out the assassin's eyes?

How come they all turned into this kind of person when they came into this woman's hands?

“Your Highness…” Tang Li quickly withdrew her hand, blinking innocently, “Lightning…it seems a little itchy, let me scratch it for you.”

As if to confirm her words, Lightning let out a disgruntled cry and gently pecked at Tangli's fingers with its beak, signaling her to continue and not stop.

Keep going! Ignore that cold-faced devil! He doesn't know anything about enjoyment!

As Pei Yunjing watched this scene, for some reason, the irritation and anger in his heart dissipated considerably.

This woman does seem to have some skills.

It can not only quiet him, but also quiet this bunch of beasts.

"You good-for-nothing."

Pei Yunjing snorted coldly, cursing the eagle, but there was not much anger in his tone.

He casually tossed aside the stack of memorials he had finished reviewing, picked up another one, and his eyes, though seemingly casually, glanced at the petite figure beside him.

"Since it likes you, you'll be responsible for its food and water from now on."

Pei Yunjing spoke calmly, which was tacitly approving of her doing such things in the study.

After all, watching this usually arrogant eagle turn into a "free-range chicken" is indeed... quite stress-relieving.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Tangli obediently agreed, but in her heart she was secretly giving a thumbs-up.

very good.

The tiger was caught, and the eagle was caught too.

Now that the two bodyguards in the study are on our side, let's see how this madwoman will scare her in the future!