Chapter 7 She is the only sleeping pill

Chapter 7 She is the only sleeping pill

Night falls, at midnight.

The master bedroom in the Regent's Palace was completely dark, with no lights on.

A light rain began to fall outside the window. The sound of rain pattering on banana leaves is white noise that helps people fall asleep, but to Pei Yunjing, it was like countless steel needles piercing his eardrums.

"Da, da, da..."

Every sound of raindrops was amplified countless times, mixed with the sharp tinnitus in his head, stirring up a bloody storm in his mind.

Pei Yunjing lay on the large canopy bed, his body curled up in a ball.

Veins bulged on his forehead, cold sweat soaked his undergarment, and he gripped the brocade quilt beneath him tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.

pain.

Pain that penetrates to the bone marrow.

The fire poison that had been barely suppressed during the day by the presence of Tang Li was now countered with exceptional ferocity at night when the yin energy was at its strongest.

And on the footstool less than three feet from the bed.

Tangli was wrapped in a thin blanket, curling herself up like a silkworm cocoon, trying to minimize her presence in this suffocatingly low-pressure atmosphere.

She knew Pei Yunjing was still awake; she could even hear his suppressed, heavy breathing, like that of a wounded wild beast.

But she dared not move, much less ask, for fear that if she made a sound, she would become the scapegoat for this madman.

Sudden--

A rustling sound came from the bed.

Before Tang Li could react, a large, cold hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and accurately grabbed her ankle.

"ah!"

Tang Li let out a short gasp, and her whole body was instantly lifted into the air, dragged directly onto the bed by an irresistible brute force!

In a dizzying moment, she was thrown heavily onto the inside of the bed.

Before she could recover from the dizziness, a hot and heavy body pressed down on her.

"Don't move."

Pei Yunjing's voice was terribly hoarse, revealing a violent rage on the verge of collapse.

He hugged Tangli tightly from behind, like a cold, giant python coiling around its prey.

He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and buried his face forcefully in the back of her neck.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Tang Li was stiff all over and didn't dare to breathe.

She could clearly feel the man behind her trembling violently.

Those were physiological spasms caused by extreme pain.

"Your Highness..." Tang Li stammered, trying to rouse him from his daze.

"Shut up."

Pei Yunjing growled, but with a hint of pleading vulnerability, "...Let me hold you for a while."

As Tang Li's body temperature and breath were transmitted, the "tranquil magnetic field" that could only be felt by her side began to gradually soothe the storm in Pei Yunjing's mind.

It was like finding the only safe haven in the eye of a raging typhoon.

Pei Yunjing greedily absorbed the herbal scent emanating from her, and his muscles, which had been taut to the extreme, finally relaxed slightly.

But he still dared not let go, as if if he did, she would disappear and those terrifying noises would return.

Tangli was forced to act as a human-shaped body pillow, not daring to move at all.

Time passed second by second.

The breathing behind him gradually became heavy, and Pei Yunjing seemed to have finally fallen into a deep sleep.

Tang Li was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she tried to pull her arm, which had gone numb from being pressed down, out.

"kill……"

A muffled, indistinct murmur suddenly rang in my ears.

Pei Yunjing's brows furrowed tightly once more. The hand that had been around Tang Li's waist had unconsciously moved upwards and gripped her delicate throat.

"Kill you all... Get out of my way..."

He's having a nightmare.

In his dream, there was a sky full of flames, countless assassins who wanted to kill him, and his mother's shrill screams before her death.

His killing instinct made him tighten his fingers even in his sleep.

Cough cough...

A strong feeling of suffocation washed over her, and Tang Li's face instantly turned bright red.

That madman!

Even in their sleep they'll kill!

If this continues, she really will die in her sleep!

Tang Li tried desperately to pry his hands off, but the man's strength was astonishing, and she couldn't budge him.

what to do?

Should I forcibly wake him up?

No, his morning grumpiness might cause him to snap his own neck.

In desperation, Tang Li recalled the methods used by beast tamers to calm frenzied wild beasts from the original owner's memories.

In fact, the brainwave frequencies of humans and wild animals are similar when they are out of control.

Tang Li endured the excruciating pain in her throat, tried to regulate her breathing, and began to emit a strange, low humming sound from deep within her throat.

"Mmm...uh..."

This is not a human tune.

It's more like a very low-frequency white noise, or the purring sound a mother animal makes when soothing her cubs.

Combined with the unique spiritual magnetic field of the pear tree, the voice carried a gentle yet penetrating quality, like water, in the silent night.

"Be good...don't be afraid..."

It's safe here... there are no bad guys...

Sleep... sleep...

As the strange and gentle melody began, a miracle occurred.

Pei Yunjing, who was originally trapped in a nightmare and full of murderous intent, paused slightly.

The urge to kill was gradually soothed by the rippling, water-like humming.

The firelight in the dream went out, the bloodstains faded, and in their place was a vast, quiet snowfield.

The hand gripping Tangli's neck slowly loosened its pressure.

The hand that was originally meant to kill her didn't leave in the end. Instead, it fell limply down and finally rested on her shoulder, even unconsciously nuzzling her neck.

The tightly furrowed "川" shaped eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Pei Yunjing's breathing finally became steady and long, no longer the kind of light sleep with fear, but a true deep sleep.

Tang Li felt the restraint on her neck disappear, and she breathed in the fresh air in large gulps, almost bursting into tears.

I survived... I survived.

She turned her head and, in the faint moonlight from the window, looked at the face so close to hers.

Once asleep, Pei Yunjing's intimidating aura subsided, making him appear exceptionally handsome.

Her eyelashes were long and thick, casting a small shadow under her eyelids. She had a high nose bridge and thin, tightly pursed lips, like an unsuspecting child.

Who would have thought that the most feared demon of the Great Sheng Dynasty would need to hug someone like a doll to sleep peacefully?

"I really owe you..."

Tang Li rubbed her sore neck and sighed resignedly.

To prevent the mad dog from going berserk again in the middle of the night, she didn't dare stop humming and hummed softly for a while longer.

Only after confirming that he was completely asleep did she carefully find a slightly more comfortable position in his arms and fall into a deep sleep herself.

That night, for the first time ever, no screams or sounds of thrashing were heard from the master bedroom of the Regent's Palace.

Only the sound of rain outside the window and the intertwined breathing of the two people inside created an eerie harmony and tranquility.