Chapter 12 stinks horribly, throw it out!

Chapter 12 stinks horribly, throw it out!

The main study of the Regent's Palace was unusually quiet.

The autumn wind outside the window was kept out, and the only sound inside was the soft rustling of pages turning.

Pei Yunjing leaned back in his large armchair, holding a military book in his hands. The fierce aura that had been etched between his brows for years had strangely dissipated somewhat at this moment.

At his feet, or rather, within his "three-foot safe zone," Tang Li was sitting on a small stool (she ran faster than Lin Jiaojiao to watch the fun), holding a small silver hammer, intently... cracking walnuts.

"Crack, crack."

Such a subtle sound, under normal circumstances, would be enough to make Pei Yunjing, whose five senses are overloaded, irritable and kill.

But at this moment, because of Tang Li, this "human air purifier," these sounds, when they reached his ears, turned into rhythmic white noise, and even... a little sleep-inducing.

Pei Yunjing glanced at the little woman who was peeling the fruit with great enthusiasm, like a grain-hoarding rat, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.

Quiet, obedient, and not clingy.

It is indeed a nice decorative piece.

However, this peaceful and tranquil period did not last long.

"Your Highness—!!!"

A piercing wail, as if a vengeful ghost were claiming a life, suddenly came from outside the courtyard, instantly shattering the tranquility of the study.

Pei Yunjing's hand holding the book trembled violently, and his brows furrowed tightly instantly.

Before he could react, an indescribable, extremely penetrating stench, seeping through the open door crack, struck his nose like a heavy hammer, even before he could hear it!

The smell was like a decade-old cesspool, mixed with rotten dead fish and shrimp, left to bake in the scorching sun for three days and three nights.

"vomit--"

Pei Yunjing's sense of smell was amplified several times over, so to an ordinary person it was just "unpleasant to smell".

To him, this was nothing short of an inhumane biological weapon attack!

His stomach churned instantly, the stench assaulted his senses, making his vision blur and his temples throb.

"Your Highness! You must do me justice! Waaaaah..."

As the source of the stench drew closer, a figure covered in black and white filth, emanating a ghostly green toxic fumes, stumbled into the study.

It was Lin Jiaojiao.

She originally came here to play the victim.

She thought that as long as she cried miserably enough and showed the prince her bird droppings, he would be furious and immediately order the execution of that vixen, Tang Li.

"Your Highness! Look at me! The Princess Consort—"

Lin Jiaojiao cried with tears streaming down her face (although bird droppings covered her tears), and opened her arms as if to throw herself at the desk, trying to let Pei Yunjing see her miserable state.

However.

"Bang--!!!"

A loud bang.

Pei Yunjing's teacup was smashed to the ground, shattering into pieces, and scalding tea splashed all over the floor.

"Stop right there, Your Majesty!!!"

Pei Yunjing suddenly stood up, swaying slightly, his face ashen as if he had been poisoned.

He covered his mouth and nose tightly with one hand, and pointed at Lin Jiaojiao, who was still five steps away from him, with his phoenix eyes filled with terror and rage:

"Don't come any closer! If you dare take another step, I'll kill you!"

Lin Jiaojiao was so frightened by the shout that she froze on the spot, her sobs choking in her throat: "Your...Your Highness?"

That's not right!

Shouldn't the prince ask with concern, "My beloved concubine, what's wrong?"

"vomit……"

Pei Yunjing gagged again; the smell was so strong that it brought tears to his eyes.

His rationality completely collapsed at this moment. What did it matter if she was the daughter of the Minister of Rites or the Empress Dowager? To hell with it all!

All he wants now is to wipe this foul-smelling source of pollution off the face of the earth!

"Who put this thing in here?! Huh?!"

Pei Yunjing's eyes were like knives, glaring fiercely at the guards at the door. His voice, choked with suppressed breath, sounded strange yet even more chilling:

"Are you all blind?! You dare bring any filth into my study?! Do you want to die?!"

The guards, already holding their breath from the stench, knelt down with a thud upon hearing the prince's anger: "Your Highness, please forgive us! The concubine forced her way in, your subordinates..."

"A concubine?"

Pei Yunjing glanced at the indeterminate-looking thing with disgust and sneered, "This is clearly a dung bucket!"

Lin Jiaojiao: "..."

She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole being seemed to shatter.

Feces...feces bucket?

In the prince's eyes, she was nothing but a cesspool?!

"Your Highness! It's me, Jiao Jiao! It was the Princess who harmed me! She made crows poop on my head! I'm the victim, Your Highness!" Lin Jiao Jiao cried out in despair, trying to awaken the prince's conscience.

Unfortunately, the moment she opened her mouth, the smell became even stronger.

Pei Yunjing's face turned from pale to black, veins bulging on his forehead, his patience completely exhausted.

He didn't hear what she was saying at all, nor was he interested in knowing who had harmed whom.

All he knew was that if he let this woman stay there for even a second longer, he would suffocate!

"Get him out!"

Pei Yunjing waved his hand dismissively, his tone utterly disgusted, as if shooing away a fly:

"Immediately! Right now! Throw him out of here!"

"Throw her into the moat! Wash her clean! If she can't get rid of that stench, don't let her come up here! Get out!!!"

Lin Jiaojiao stared wide-eyed at the heartless man in disbelief: "Your Highness? The moat? It's all mud there, Your Highness..."

Before she could finish howling, the two shadow guards, who had already been overwhelmed by the fumes, rushed out as if granted a pardon.

They didn't even want to touch her with their hands. Instead, they used their unsheathed swords to hold Lin Jiaojiao's arms on either side and dragged her out like a dead dog.

"Ah—! Let me go! I'm a concubine! Your Highness—how could you do this to me! Tang Li, you vile woman, you'll die a horrible death—"

Lin Jiaojiao's screams faded into the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a faint "plop" sound of something falling into the water could be heard in the distance, and the world finally fell silent.

...

Inside the study.

Pei Yunjing, his face dark, held his breath and strode to the window, then pushed open all the windows with a "whoosh".

"Guards! Light some incense! Pry these floor tiles off and throw them out! Replace them with new ones!"

As he directed his servants to frantically clean, he turned around and fixed his sinister gaze on the silent person in the corner.

Tangli was huddled on a small stool, holding a small pile of walnut kernels in her hands, her shoulders shrugging.

She lowered her head and bit her lip tightly, afraid that she would laugh out loud.

That's...that's so mean!

Throw them into the moat for a bath?

How could this lunatic come up with such a thing!

Suddenly, a cool folding fan was pressed against her forehead and tapped her lightly.

“Du”.

Tang Li immediately stopped smiling, looked up, and put on an innocent and confused expression: "Your Highness? What's wrong? Was that your concubine sister just now? Why... did she smell so strongly?"

Pei Yunjing looked down at her and sneered.

"Pack."

He's not stupid.

For centuries, the crows in the Regent's Palace haven't pooped on her head, so how come Lin Jiaojiao was suddenly overwhelmed by this "divine justice" the moment this little fox arrived?

Who else could it be but this woman who could make a tiger roll over and an eagle roam freely?

Pei Yunjing bent down, his incomparably handsome face getting close to Tang Li.

He still carried a hint of the irritation he had just developed from the smoke, and his eyes were dangerous.

"Tang Li, did I ever say that..."

He used the handle of his fan to lift Tang Li's chin, his tone soft and languid:

"I cannot tolerate anything unclean here."

Tang Li's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, did we mess this up?

This lunatic wants to settle accounts?

She blinked, cautiously probing, "Then... shall I go and replace one of your floor tiles too?"

Pei Yunjing looked at her "I was wrong but I'll do it again next time" attitude and laughed in anger.

"Let it go this time."

Pei Yunjing closed his folding fan, glanced disdainfully at the spot where Lin Jiaojiao had just stood, then leaned close to Tang Li's ear and whispered viciously:

"Next time you want to play, go play outside. If you dare to dirty my place again, even just a little bit..."

He paused, then revealed an extremely wicked smile:

"I will make you lick this place clean, bit by bit."

Tang Li: "..."

abnormal!

However, as she watched Pei Yunjing turn and leave, her heart finally settled down.

Although she was threatened, she made the right gamble.

In the eyes of this mad regent, there is no such thing as "fairness" or "cherishing women".

His world has only three ironclad rules: no noise, no stench, and no dirt.

As long as she doesn't violate these three taboos, even if she makes a huge mess of things, this man will probably only complain that patching up the sky is too much trouble, and won't blame her for making the mistake.

Tangli peeled a walnut and popped it into her mouth, chewing it with a crunchy sound.

It seems she's... got her hands on the walkthrough for this "hellish dungeon".