Chapter 103 My Rules

Chapter 103 My Rules

"Who dares to touch her?"

The voice was deep and thunderous, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

Tang Li froze, feeling the coldness and hardness of the embrace behind her.

She dared not turn around, she dared not even breathe.

She was afraid.

She was afraid that if she turned around, she would see Pei Yunjing's eyes, filled with disgust, as if he were looking at a monster.

After all, even ordinary people regard her as a demon. How could this regent, who is naturally suspicious and decisive, tolerate having a "demon" who can control other beings sleeping next to him?

However, Pei Yunjing did not look at her.

He released one hand, his gaze passing over Tang Li's head and coldly landing on the spy's deputy who was still shouting wildly.

"Witch...she's a witch! You'll all die! Hahahaha..."

The assistant was still laughing hysterically, trying to drown Tangli with his last spittle.

Pei Yunjing expressionlessly reached out and slowly drew a horizontal sword from the waist of a black-armored guard who was standing there dumbfounded.

"Clang—"

The blade was drawn, its cold light reflecting in his phoenix eyes, devoid of any warmth.

"Noisy".

Pei Yunjing flicked his wrist.

"Whoosh—!"

The heavy broadsword transformed into a black lightning bolt, instantly tearing through the air.

"Pfft!"

A dull thud as a sharp blade pierced flesh.

The spy's deputy's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped.

The sword pierced his throat with perfect precision, and the immense inertia propelled his body backward, finally "pinning" him against the stone railing of the Longevity Bridge.

His eyes widened, and a gurgling sound came from his throat as blood gushed out from the scalpel groove, instantly staining the ground red.

He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

The world is finally quiet.

Pei Yunjing withdrew his hand, casually straightened his cuffs, and then slowly turned around to face the group of people who had just been itching to pick up stones and throw them at each other.

His gaze was calm, yet sharper than the knife from before.

"Witch?"

Pei Yunjing chuckled lightly, a laugh filled with mockery and chilling intent.

He pointed to the woman huddled up behind him, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of everyone present:

“That is my queen.”

"He is the benefactor who risked his life to pull all the people of this city back from the brink of death."

Pei Yunjing took a step forward, and his murderous aura surged forth like a tidal wave, causing the people in the front row to kneel on the ground, their legs going weak.

"If it weren't for her, this bridge, along with your lives, would have turned to ashes by now."

"You not only don't thank us, but you also want to burn her alive?"

The people were all pale-faced and sweating profusely.

Faced with the fear of death, the superstitious fear subsided somewhat.

They stared at the still convulsing corpse of the spy on the ground, and no one dared to utter another word.

"Listen up, all of you."

Pei Yunjing looked around and gave his final warning:

"In this capital city, before me."

“If I say she is a man, then she is a man. If I say she is a god, then she is a god.”

"If anyone dares to say another word, or looks at her like that..."

He pointed to the corpse:

"This is the consequence."

Silence reigned.

Although the people dared not speak or move again, deep fear and suspicion still lingered beneath their lowered eyes.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will not easily disappear.

From now on, the rumor that "the Regent's wife is a demon" is destined to take root and sprout in the shadows of the capital.

But Pei Yunjing didn't care.

What he wants is not people's hearts, but only obedience.

Having quelled the situation, Pei Yunjing finally turned around and looked at the little woman who had been facing away from him, head down, trembling.

He didn't offer any words of comfort, nor did he ask what happened to the mouse.

He simply strode up to her and took off his black cloak, which was still stained with rain and the blood of his enemies.

"Splash—"

Pei Yunjing raised his hand.

The large, heavy cloak covered Tangli from head to toe, completely enveloping her.

It's like covering up a private possession that can't be seen in the light.

It was as if this blood-stained battle robe shielded him from all inquisitive and malicious gazes from the outside world.

Tang Li's vision went black, and the only thing left in the world was Pei Yunjing's cold aura.

Immediately afterwards, my body felt light.

Pei Yunjing scooped her up in his arms through her cloak and strode toward the carriage parked in the distance.

"Return to the residence."

He gave the order coldly.

Han Zheng quickly led the black-armored guards to clear a path and disperse the crowd.

Tang Li huddled inside the cloak, swaying slightly with Pei Yunjing's steps.

She dared not speak, nor did she know what to say.

She quietly reached out a hand and pulled open a gap in the cloak, wanting to see Pei Yunjing's expression.

However, that one glance made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

By the dim light of the roadside lanterns, she saw Pei Yunjing's eyes.

He was looking down at her.

Those eyes no longer held the doting affection of the past, nor the fury they had displayed when facing the people.

Instead, there is an unfathomable darkness, a chilling exploration, and...greed.

Tang Li was very familiar with that look in her eyes.

That was the look in the hunter's eyes when he finally saw his prey fall into the trap after waiting by the snare for three days and three nights.

It's the look in a wild beast's eyes as it stares at the food it's about to eat.

I've got you.

Although he didn't speak, Tang Li clearly read the subtext in his eyes.

Whether you are a demon or a human.

Now that you've shown your true colors, now that I've seen your secret...

Then don't even think about running anymore.

In this lifetime, you can only be my demon.

Pei Yunjing's arms tightened suddenly, as if he wanted to squeeze her into his bones.

He carried her into the carriage, and the moment the curtain fell, it completely shut out all light and any escape route.