CHAPTER 131: CHAPTER 131: WHEN THE HEART IS STILL, ONE ACTS NOT RASHLY, AND THUS REMAINS UNHURT

Pei Shu’er finally decided not to go with Tang Zan.

After all, if she went to such a place, she might die even faster.

Currently, farming in the rear is still very safe, so she just stayed back and farmed, though she had to be extremely careful with her actions.

At the same time, she should also search for the false Lu Yuan and other main characters.

When the time comes, just catch him or use some method to tame him, always keeping him by her side.

Pei Shu’er sent Zhang Chao and others to look, but the false Lu Yuan seemed to have vanished from the world.

Pei Shu’er closed her eyes and thought of the male lead’s appearance, fortunately, the original self had seen the male lead before and still remembered.

Otherwise, she’d be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Pei Shu’er used a charcoal pencil to draw the male lead’s appearance on a white paper, handed it to Zhang Chao and others to look at, and they memorized it.

Just waiting for the moment they see him to capture him back.

...

Tang Zan suddenly disappeared for a day, and when he returned, he was carrying a small White Tiger.

A small ball, curling up in his palm, barely breathing.

The small White Tiger was held out in front of Pei Shu’er by him.

He stared unblinkingly at Pei Shu’er, as if anticipating her reaction.

Pei Shu’er was taken aback, turned her head to glance at Tang Zan, a bit puzzled.

Tang Zan touched his nose and gave a dry cough.

"I found it on the mountain while passing by earlier. Don’t you like cubs the most? It’s for you to raise for fun."

There was a trace of amusement in Pei Shu’er’s eyes.

"You specifically went looking for it for me, didn’t you?"

Tang Zan snorted coldly, quite proudly.

"How could it be, don’t overthink it."

Pei Shu’er drew out a long "oh."

"I have my own pride. If I accept gifts, I only accept those specifically sought out for me, not something picked up along the way."

Seeing that Pei Shu’er was about to leave the place, Tang Zan quickly walked over.

He stuffed the small White Tiger into Pei Shu’er’s hand, irritably compromising.

"It’s for you, alright?"

Pei Shu’er raised her eyebrows, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Okay then."

The small White Tiger in her arms was tiny and hadn’t opened its eyes yet, presumably not long after being born.

This was a little gadget Tang Zan specifically found to win her favor.

The small White Tiger was too small, not even weaned yet.

When Pei Shu’er caught it, she realized there was a beast-like bite mark on the Tiger’s abdomen.

Probably snatched away from its den by some beast, and that’s how Tang Zan found it.

She took the small White Tiger back to the pharmacy, took out her surgical tools, and planned to stitch up the small White Tiger.

Tang Zan followed Pei Shu’er all along, his eyes quietly watching her.

Pei Shu’er said, "You hold it still, don’t let it move."

Tang Zan obediently stood opposite Pei Shu’er, holding the small White Tiger.

The small White Tiger was already small and now emaciated, looking like it could die at any moment.

Pei Shu’er cleaned its wound using medicine mixed with Spiritual Spring Water, stitched the wound, applied more medicine, and fed it some Spiritual Spring Water and anti-inflammatory medicine.

After doing all this, she brought the small White Tiger back to her room.

Tang Zan stood outside the room, just about to follow her in, when Pei Shu’er ruthlessly shut the door on him.

He hit a wall, taking a deep breath.

If the heart doesn’t move, people won’t act rashly; if it doesn’t move, you won’t get hurt.

Should the heart move, then one will act rashly, harming the body and causing pain to the bones.

He didn’t understand these words before, but now he did.

Yet he regretted understanding this saying.

He was just starting to develop feelings.

That brings so many worries, so much sorrow, and so many circumstances beyond his control.

If he starts liking Pei Shu’er, what awaits him might be deeper emotional torment.

Pei Shu’er didn’t know Tang Zan was standing outside the door all along.

She took a baby bottle from her space, added some milk powder, and fed it to the small White Tiger.

Since the small White Tiger was injured on the abdomen, she didn’t make too much formula, to prevent it from overeating and splitting its abdominal wound open.

But it couldn’t go without eating either; the poor thing was also probably starving for a while and might have problems if it went longer without food.

This milk powder was just enough to fill the small White Tiger five-tenths full.

The small White Tiger found the nipple and started suckling.

Pei Shu’er found the little White Tiger adorable, with not a single mottled spot on its body.

Pei Shu’er took out an exquisitely ancient pet bed from her space to create a nest for the small White Tiger.

The White Tiger, which was limp before, now seemed to have gained some energy.

Pei Shu’er fed it a little more Spiritual Spring Water, then let it sleep in the nest.

In the middle of the night, Pei Shu’er got up to check on it, found that the small White Tiger was still alive, and breathed a sigh of relief, then went back to bed.

Early the next morning, the little White Tiger slightly opened its eyes, and Pei Shu’er’s silhouette filled its dark pupils, before it quickly closed them again.

It groggily moved closer, reaching out its tiny pink tongue to lick her fingers.

Pei Shu’er was utterly charmed; what an impossibly cute little creature!

Pei Shu’er fed it formula once more.

After consuming the milk, the small White Tiger lay back in the nest and fell asleep again.

Pei Shu’er was raising a pet for the first time; she had always wanted to own a cat before, but never had the opportunity.

Now she finally did, and it turned out to be a White Tiger cub straight off.

She felt quite happy inside, growing so fond of it that she almost couldn’t put it down.

All day, Pei Shu’er stayed in her room taking care of the small White Tiger, showing no intent to go outside.

Tang Zan finally knocked on her door before dinner.

She opened the door and found Tang Zan standing at the entrance, slightly raising his eyebrows, eyes dangerously scanning the small White Tiger.

"Pei Shu’er, after dinner, I’ll take you somewhere."

Pei Shu’er raised her eyebrows, "I don’t want to go."

She was also someone with a temper.

Tang Zan sneered, "If you don’t go, I’ll crush the White Tiger."

Fuming, Pei Shu’er followed him to dinner, without saying a word to Tang Zan the entire time.

Liu Xu laughed, "Zan’er, you’re only eating, why keep staring at Pei Shu’er?"

Tang Zan was taken aback; he had only glanced at Pei Shu’er a few times.

So, in others’ eyes, was he always looking at her?

He hadn’t even noticed it himself.

He lowered his eyes.

"No, I wasn’t."

After dinner, Pei Shu’er intended to return to her room, worrying about the small White Tiger, thinking it’s so fragile that it might die any time.

Just as she walked out of the dining room, Tang Zan took hold of her hand, his calloused hand brushing against her skin, inducing a tickling sensation.

"Pei Shu’er, come with me."

Pei Shu’er refused, "I need to check on the White Tiger."

Tang Zan chuckled angrily; he had intended this little creature to cheer her up, yet it completely diverted her attention.

He held pitifully little weight in her eyes, and now she wouldn’t even deign to give him a glance?

He was somewhat angry and also a bit envious at heart.

Unable to help himself, he bent down and scooped Pei Shu’er up horizontally, his voice firm.

"We’ll be back shortly."

Pei Shu’er pursed her lips. Sensing there was no convincing him, she simply went along with it.