Chapter 47 She is not only medicine

Chapter 47 She is not only medicine

pain.

The pain was excruciating, like having your bones ripped out.

This was Tangli's first feeling after regaining consciousness.

It felt as if the left side of my body had been crushed by a sledgehammer, and even breathing was painful, pulling at my lungs.

"hiss……"

A very soft cry of pain escaped from her chapped lips.

Tang Li struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and what she saw was not a dark and damp cave, but a familiar Chengchen embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns.

There was no smell of soil or blood in the air; instead, there was a strong smell of bitter medicine and... a faint scent of ambergris.

This is... a prince's residence?

He didn't die?

Thankfully, we survived.

Tang Li felt as if she had swallowed a handful of sand in her throat, and she was extremely thirsty.

She subconsciously shifted her body, wanting to ask for water.

However, with the slightest movement, the penetrating wound in her left shoulder felt as if it had been torn apart, causing her to gasp in pain and tears to stream down her face instantly.

"Ouch...it hurts so much..."

Tangli felt extremely wronged.

The price of this self-inflicted injury was too high.

After losing so much blood, how much good food will I need to eat to make up for it?

Driven by this thought, as a seasoned foodie, her survival instincts led her to blurt out not "water" or "Your Highness," but rather—

"I want to eat... braised pork... fatty pork... to nourish myself..."

His voice was weak and hoarse, yet it carried an unwavering obsession that was utterly astonishing.

In the deathly silent room, those words echoed clearly.

Pei Yunjing, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly shuddered, his body which had been as stiff as a sculpture.

He had been keeping vigil by the bedside for three days and three nights.

For three days, he neither ate nor drank anything, nor did he take off his clothes.

He watched helplessly as she delirious with a high fever, her breath so weak it seemed she might die at any moment.

The fear that "the world is about to return to chaos" and the excruciating pain of "loss" tormented his sanity to the brink of collapse.

He had imagined countless scenarios for what would happen when she woke up.

Perhaps she was crying out in pain, or perhaps she was weakly calling his name.

But he never expected it.

This carefree woman, having narrowly escaped death, woke up and the first thing she did was—

Craving braised pork belly?!

"..."

In that instant, the string in Pei Yunjing's mind, stretched to its limit, finally—

It broke with a "snap".

An uncontrollable rage, mixed with the ecstasy of regaining what was lost and the lingering fear, surged to the top of his head in an instant.

"Splash!"

Pei Yunjing suddenly bent down, the movement so large that it overturned the medicine bowl beside the bed.

Black medicine was spilled all over the ground, but he didn't even glance at it.

A huge shadow instantly enveloped the pear tree.

Before Tang Li could react, she met a pair of bloodshot eyes that looked so red they seemed ready to devour her.

The regent, who was usually aloof and had severe mysophobia, now had a stubble of black hair, disheveled hair, and was covered in blood and smelled of medicine.

He was staring intently at her, his chest heaving violently, like a furious lion.

"Your Highness?"

Tang Li was startled and instinctively wanted to shrink deeper into the blankets.

"Who gave you permission to block the way?!"

Pei Yunjing roared.

He didn't embrace her tenderly, nor did he say any touching words of love.

He reached out and grabbed Tang Li's intact right shoulder, his fingers gripping so tightly they almost crushed her bones. His voice was hoarse and harsh, filled with a ferocious, exasperated rage.

"Tang Li! Are you crazy?!"

"That's a sword! It's the sword of a suicide squad!"

Pei Yunjing's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her, his tone filled with a chilling ferocity:

"Who do you think you are? Indestructible? Or do you think you have nine lives to squander?!"

"Charge in to block the sword? Who gave you the guts?!"

Tang Li was stunned by his yelling.

She blinked, looking at the man in front of her who was in a rage, feeling incredibly wronged.

The script is wrong!

In situations like this, shouldn't the male lead be moved to tears, hug the female lead, and say, "From now on, my life is yours"?

Why does this lunatic start swearing right away?

"I...I did that to save you..."

Tang Li, her eyes brimming with tears of pain, whispered in protest, "You couldn't move back then... If I hadn't stopped you, you would have died..."

"What does my death have to do with you?!"

Pei Yunjing interrupted her sharply, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly sinister glint:

"Now that I'm dead, you can take that chest of gold and remarry! Just what you wanted!"

Just thinking about how that sword might have been even an inch off, and had pierced his heart...

Just the thought of this warm body turning into a cold corpse...

Pei Yunjing felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out, the pain making it hard to breathe.

He won't allow it!

Absolutely not!

"I..." Tang Li was speechless, utterly stumped by his words.

How can this person be so ungrateful!

"pain……"

She sniffed and decided to use her trump card—

Playing the victim.

"Your Highness...you're pinching me too hard...it feels like my wound has reopened..."

Upon hearing the word "wound," Pei Yunjing, who was in a fit of rage, froze.

He reacted as if he had been burned, abruptly releasing his grip on her shoulder.

My gaze fell on the thick bandage wrapped around her left shoulder, where a faint trace of blood could be seen.

Pei Yunjing's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

The crimson ferocity in his eyes receded instantly upon seeing that splash of blood, replaced by a deep, powerless sense of defeat.

He lost.

He was utterly defeated by this woman who had no martial arts skills and was incredibly stupid.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

a long time.

Pei Yunjing slumped back onto the edge of the bed, rested his hands on his knees, and buried his head deeply.

"……idiot."

He cursed under his breath, his voice hoarse and trembling almost imperceptibly:

"What a... idiot."

Tang Li felt a pang of sadness when she saw his dejected and disheveled appearance.

She reached out her uninjured right hand and gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Your Highness... I'm hungry."

She said softly, with a hint of ingratiation, "You really can't eat braised pork? Then... crystal pork knuckle is fine too."

Pei Yunjing suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Tang Li's eyes, which, though weak, were still bright and shining as she stared at him.

There was no fear, no scheming, only him—

Or rather, it's a dependence on the food in his hands.

At that moment, Pei Yunjing clearly realized.

For him, she was no longer just a painkiller.

If the medicine breaks, you can find another one, or you can endure the pain and live on.

But if this silly rabbit breaks...

In this world, probably no one else would risk their life to save him.

"eat."

Pei Yunjing took a deep breath, stood up, his back to her, his voice regaining its coldness and hardness, yet unable to conceal a hint of awkward compromise:

"You can eat whatever you want."

"As long as you don't die... I'll let you eat the entire palace dry."

After saying that, he strode out, his back view appearing somewhat flustered.

As he reached the door, he stopped, turned his head, and coldly uttered:

“If you do this stupid thing again, I will personally break your legs and lock you in the room. You will not be allowed to go anywhere.”

Tang Li watched his departing figure, but couldn't help but smile.

Although what I said was harsh.

But this is probably the most heartfelt confession that this crazy regent could ever utter.

Long-term meal ticket...

This time it's completely secure.