Chapter 178 You are medicine, and also chains

Chapter 178 You are medicine, and also chains

In the following days, a startling scene unfolded in the central command tent at Yanmen Pass.

The desk that was originally placed in the center, symbolizing supreme authority, was forcibly moved to the warm couch in the inner room.

Pei Yunjing sat at his desk, flipping through urgent military reports from the front lines with one hand.

Her other hand, however, seemed to be rooted to the spot, tightly gripping the corner of the sleeve of the person on the bed, or enveloping that soft little hand in her palm, refusing to let go for even a moment.

"Report—"

The curtain was lifted, and Han Zheng strode in, exuding a chill.

"Your Highness, the remnants of the Northern Rong have retreated deep into the northern desert, and our vanguard has already occupied..."

Han Zheng glanced up subconsciously halfway through his sentence.

The regent, who struck fear into the hearts of the Northern Rong, was currently reviewing memorials with a vermilion brush held between two fingers, while his entire left arm served as a pillow for the queen who was lying on the couch.

So as not to wake the princess, he turned the pages of the book as lightly as if he were embroidering.

Han Zheng: "..."

The iron-blooded leader's lips twitched slightly, and he immediately lowered his eyes to his nose and focused intently on the carpet pattern on the ground, as if it were embroidered with some unparalleled military strategy.

What a tyrannical ruler!

This is practically a recipe for the emperor to stop holding court in the mornings!

Who would have thought that just a few days ago, this guy was tearing people to pieces like a demon in the Valley of Broken Souls?

"knew."

Pei Yunjing didn't even raise his head, his voice extremely low, conveying an impatient and dismissive tone:

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy; proceed with caution and prudence. If you have nothing else to do, get out of here and don't bring the cold wind into your home."

"Yes! This subordinate takes his leave!"

Han Zheng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and turned to leave immediately, afraid that if he stayed even a second longer, he would be stabbed to death by his master's possessive gaze.

As the curtains fell, the tent once again returned to a tranquil and tender atmosphere that made hearts flutter.

"woke up?"

Pei Yunjing noticed the person in his arms move and immediately put down the vermilion brush in his hand. He lowered his head, and his originally cold and sharp eyes instantly turned into a pool of spring water.

"Um……"

Tang Li rubbed her eyes, looked at the handsome face so close to hers, and then at her hand that he was holding tightly, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Highness."

She pulled her hand away and poked Pei Yunjing's chest, her tone tinged with a helpless teasing:

"Have you been a little too... you know?"

"What?" Pei Yunjing asked knowingly, and took the opportunity to grab her mischievous fingers and kiss them.

"She's so clingy!"

Tang Li rolled her eyes and retorted:

"I need to be fed, I need to be fed water, and you even have to watch me while I read a storybook. If you didn't know better, you'd think you had a leech stuck to you that you couldn't shake off."

Is it acceptable for a dignified regent to live like a mere ornament?

Pei Yunjing was not angry upon hearing this. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly put down the memorial in his hand.

He leaned down, burying his face deeply in Tang Li's warm palms, and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, feeling the pulse beating from her fingertips.

"yes."

Pei Yunjing's voice was muffled, coming from the palm of his hand, carrying a chilling honesty:

"I am ill."

Tang Li was stunned, and her heart instantly softened completely.

"Tangli".

Pei Yunjing raised his head, his deep eyes surging with an intense and unyielding affection and obsession.

He looked at her as if she were his only anchor in this world.

“Before, you were my medicine.”

He stroked her cheek, his fingertips slightly cool:

"With you here, I won't have a headache, and I can see this world clearly."

"But now..."

Pei Yunjing's eyes darkened, revealing a chilling madness:

"You are my chains."

Tang Li was stunned: "Chains?"

"right."

Pei Yunjing grasped her hand and pressed it against his heart, where a wild beast lurked, ready to break free of its cage and destroy everything at any moment.

"Only after experiencing the battle at Broken Soul Valley did I understand."

"The demon in my heart has never disappeared. It has only been suppressed by you."

He leaned closer to her, his voice low and menacing, each word like an ancient and dangerous vow:

"As long as you are here, as long as you let me lead you, watch over you, and protect you... I can maintain my human form and be a normal regent."

"But what if you're not here, or if you're trying to escape..."

A flash of red light crossed Pei Yunjing's eyes, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"The chain will break."

"The evil spirit will then come out."

"At that time..."

He kissed the back of her hand, his voice soft as if whispering sweet nothings, but the words were terrifyingly suffocating:

"I will drag the entire world down with me to your grave."

This is his illness, incurable, only she can cure it.

Tang Li looked at the man in front of her, who was both the most powerful and the most vulnerable in the world.

She understood the fear in his eyes—the fear of losing her.

"Fool."

Tang Li's eyes welled up with tears. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself into his suffocating embrace.

"I won't run away."

She whispered in his ear:

"I have this end of the chain."

"As long as you don't let go... I'll keep you, you evil spirit, tied up forever, and never go anywhere."

Pei Yunjing shuddered, then he tightened his arms and pulled her fiercely into his embrace.

"good."

He whispered in her ear:

"Then... never let go."