Chapter 57 Your Highness, I'm Sick

Chapter 57 Your Highness, I'm Sick

"Your Highness~"

This call was melodious, sweet, and incredibly sugary.

Not only did it give Eunuch Wang on the other side goosebumps, but even Pei Yunjing, who was about to draw his sword to kill someone, couldn't help but tremble.

Tang Li didn't even glance at the old eunuch. She clung to Pei Yunjing's strong arm like a boneless octopus, using both hands and feet.

She was hanging mostly on him, and her face, which had been cold and noble just moments before, was now scrunched up as if she were suffering some great pain.

"I won't go... I can't go..."

Tang Li clutched her chest, her body limp as a puddle of water, her voice so weak it sounded like she was about to breathe her last:

"Oh dear... I can't take it anymore... Your Highness, I'm dizzy! My legs are weak! I'm feeling palpitations and shortness of breath!"

Eunuch Wang: "...?"

It was fine just a moment ago, how could it collapse like that?

Even a staged accident wouldn't happen this quickly, would it?

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Eunuch Wang's lips twitched as he tried to steer the conversation back on track, "If you're unwell, this old servant will summon the imperial physician immediately..."

"The imperial physician is useless!"

Tang Li suddenly raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, but her refusal was firm and resolute.

She looked up at Pei Yunjing with her delicate little face, her expression pitiful, and began to make up a story with a straight face:

"Your Highness, as you know, I have been frail and sickly since childhood, and I even have a strange illness that the Imperial Hospital cannot cure!"

Pei Yunjing lowered his eyes, looking at the little liar who was hanging on him and acting. The murderous intent in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by an extremely amused interest.

He cooperated by not saying anything, but simply raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue making things up.

Encouraged, Tang Li performed with even more enthusiasm.

She sniffed, buried her face in Pei Yunjing's chest, and spoke loudly enough for everyone around to hear:

"What I suffer from is... 'fainting when I'm away from Your Highness'!"

"Back then, that divine physician said that my fate was too weak to suppress the evil spirits of this world. Only the malevolent aura emanating from Your Highness could subdue my soul!"

Tang Li clung tightly to Pei Yunjing's sleeve, her knuckles turning white, as if it were her oxygen tube:

"If I were to leave Your Highness by just three steps... no, one step! I would have difficulty breathing, my limbs would convulse, I would foam at the mouth, and I would die on the spot!"

"Your Highness...you don't want to have to collect my corpse so soon after entering the palace, do you? Waaah...I don't want to die..."

The entire room fell silent.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, swirling up a few withered leaves.

Grandpa Wang opened his mouth wide, and the expression on his old face was truly fascinating.

He lived to be sixty years old and had seen people in the palace feign illness, feign idiocy, and shamelessness.

But he swore he had never seen anyone so shameless in his life!

She faints when she's away from the prince?

Do we still need to rely on malevolent energy to suppress the soul?

Do you even believe that reason yourself?!

"This...this is utterly absurd!"

The eunuch was so angry that his whisk trembled. He shouted in a shrill voice, "Your Highness, this is the Imperial Palace, not your stage for performing! If this excuse gets out, won't people laugh their heads off?"

"laugh?"

Pei Yunjing, who had been silent all along, suddenly let out a very soft laugh.

Looking at the woman in his arms, who could even fabricate such a ridiculous story to avoid going to the Imperial Garden, he felt not ashamed at all, but rather...

So cute.

Compared to those pretentious noblewomen who put on airs and spout platitudes about morality, this little thing who would risk everything to survive was just to his liking.

Since she wants to act, he, as her husband, should naturally accompany her to continue this performance.

Pei Yunjing did not push Tang Li away.

Instead, he reached out his large hand, which had been resting on the hilt of his sword, and naturally wrapped it around her slender waist, pulling her slightly closer to him so she could be more comfortable.

"Eunuch Wang."

Pei Yunjing raised his head, the smile from before gone from his phoenix eyes, replaced by a chilling aura.

He looked at the dumbfounded old eunuch, his tone matter-of-fact, as if stating an irrefutable fact:

Didn't you hear me?

"My queen is ill."

He patted Tangli on the back, as if comforting a frightened cat:

"If she leaves me, what if something happens to her..."

Pei Yunjing's eyes sharpened, and his voice suddenly turned cold:

"Will this responsibility fall on you, or on the Empress Dowager?"

Wang Gonggong was so glared at that that he broke out in a cold sweat, his legs trembling, but he still forced himself to use his last line of defense:

"But...but Your Highness, this is against the rules! A man from outside the family is allowed in the inner garden..."

"rule?"

Pei Yunjing seemed to have heard a joke.

He put his arm around Tangli and took a step forward.

The powerful aura was like Mount Tai pressing down, forcing Eunuch Wang to retreat repeatedly, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

"In this Great Sheng Dynasty."

Pei Yunjing looked down at this ignorant old dog, speaking each word with extreme arrogance:

"My word is the rule."

"Get out of here."

Having said that, he completely ignored the terrified eunuch, used his arm to push through the two rows of guards who were in the way, half-embracing Tang Li who was still pretending to be "weak".

"Come on, I'll take you to get treatment."