CHAPTER 145: CHAPTER 145: TANG ZAN, LET ME LEAN ON YOU FOR A WHILE

A few people hesitantly said, "But... Heir’s wife, we haven’t made bricks before."

Pei Shu’er smiled and said, "It’s actually not a difficult task, I’ll teach you all when the time comes."

"This is about building our own home, everyone who went to Yuhua Valley today should have seen it."

"They are all fierce and vicious people, we need to protect ourselves to resist their revenge."

"Even if they do come, we have a shield and won’t be afraid of them."

Pei Shu’er spoke with such gentle warmth, as if she was discussing it with everyone.

Everyone felt valued and nodded, becoming excited, eager to start building a brick kiln.

Pei Shu’er smiled and said, "Actually, building the brick kiln has another benefit."

"We can produce more bricks, and eventually everyone can build houses with red bricks. We can even make tiles."

At this, those who were hesitant had their eyes lit up, nodding enthusiastically.

"Yes, build the brick kiln, build the brick kiln."

Seeing everyone’s spirits lifted, Pei Shu’er’s face broke into a smile. She put away the design plan, planning to improve it later at night.

"First, I’ll lead everyone to search for a place to build the brick kiln, and eventually we’ll build it there. Then, everyone will go up the mountain to collect some soil, and we’ll start building the brick kiln."

"Meanwhile, I’ll refine the design drawings, and everyone will start manufacturing according to my plans."

Everyone nodded repeatedly, and Pei Shu’er smiled, looking at Tang Peiyi.

"Fourth Uncle, this construction work will depend on you to oversee."

Tang Peiyi nodded vigorously, patting his chest in assurance.

"Don’t worry, I’m good at this."

Tang Peixiao looked at Tang Peiyi with envy, then sighed.

Previously, he had only thought about political maneuvering and making good relationships with others. Now he realized how valuable Tang Peiyi’s skills are.

Looks like it’s time he learned a craft too.

He’s not suitable for construction, so he’ll learn brick making. Perhaps he’ll make a name for himself.

The chosen site for the brick kiln is on the Deserted Mountain, on a piece of exceptionally flat land, with no one living nearby, so the kiln will be built there.

The brick drying area will be beside it, making it convenient for everyone.

By this time, night had already fallen.

Pei Shu’er smiled and said, "Alright, that’s it for today."

The others nodded repeatedly, obediently going to rest.

After returning to her living quarters, Pei Shu’er headed straight to the laboratory.

She closed the door, and no one disturbed her.

After ensuring everything was normal around her, she entered the space.

What she drew in the morning was a basic version of the brick kiln image in her mind.

Now, entering the space, she flipped through more professional books, improving the design of the brick kiln as she read.

When Pei Shu’er went out, the kitchen had already finished eating, as she instructed earlier not to wait for her.

At that moment, Yinxing was sitting in the kitchen washing radishes. Seeing Pei Shu’er come down, she immediately spoke with a smile.

"Miss, I saved your meal, it’s still warm."

Pei Shu’er then ate and looked at Yinxing.

"These radishes can also be pickled."

Yinxing was familiar: "Yes, sometimes the Prince Mansion pickles radishes, the sour taste is very appetizing."

Pei Shu’er laughed and said, "You can pickle another jar, adding some sugar and chili for a sweet and sour taste."

Yinxing understood: "Okay, Heir’s wife."

But she didn’t mention that the sugar Pei Shu’er bought before was almost gone.

Even using it sparingly, it could only be used a few more times.

Pei Shu’er pursed her lips and spoke.

"Yinxing, please tell your subordinates not to call me Heir’s wife, nor call my mother Princess Consort, nor call him Princely Heir."

Previously, everyone had been calling them this way, and she wanted to correct it, but the occasions were never right.

Having already been exiled, if they continue to be addressed this way, it could cause trouble if noticed by ill-intentioned individuals.

So far, nothing has happened because Deserted Mountain is isolated. However, once people from the mountain begin to wander nearby, such titles might spread far.

Yinxing was a bit troubled, but then suddenly had an idea.

"How about we address Princess Consort as Lady, Princely Heir as Young Master, and you as Young Madam?"

It’s just a form of address, as long as it doesn’t violate any taboos, Pei Shu’er doesn’t mind.

"Alright."

Yinxing responded happily: "Okay, Young Madam."

Pei Shu’er told Yinxing to go to sleep. This girl was diligent, and she readily agreed.

"Alright, Young Madam, I’ll go to sleep after I finish washing these radishes."

Pei Shu’er smiled and didn’t force her, yawning while going to sleep.

Near the door, she remembered someone was missing.

"Where’s the Young Master?"

Yinxing said, "He asked about you after dinner, and seeing you’re busy, he went to sleep."

Late at night, Pei Shu’er, while sleeping, started feeling more and more dizzy.

In recent days, she realized that as long as she spent a certain amount of time daily with Tang Zan, the dizziness would be bearable.

Even while sleeping, as long as the distance wasn’t more than a meter, it counted towards contact time.

But now it wasn’t working; although Tang Zan was next door, she felt extremely dizzy.

She quickly sat up, climbed out of bed, and knocked on Tang Zan’s door.

She thought Tang Zan wasn’t there, but when the door opened, she saw Tang Zan wearing his inner clothing.

But now, strangely, even with Tang Zan in front of her, she felt wave after wave of dizziness, and her face grew paler.

She opened her mouth without speaking and suddenly collapsed.

Tang Zan quickly caught Pei Shu’er, momentarily stunned by the scent, before lifting her up horizontally.

He carried Pei Shu’er into the medicine room and called for Tang Qingning inside.

"She fainted, take a look at her."

Tang Qingning had just been in the medicine room for two days, her knowledge limited to processing herbs. Seeing Pei Shu’er like this made her panic.

She could hardly imagine what would happen if Pei Shu’er got into trouble.

Moreover, this sister-in-law, she truly saw her as a family member, unwilling to see anything happen to her.

With the rushed efforts of Tang Qingning, Liu Xu, and Yinxing, Pei Shu’er finally woke up in great pain.

Her face was ghostly pale.

Tang Qingning looked grim, then said, "Shu’er, you can’t be in trouble."

Pei Shu’er forced a weak smile, her voice also weak.

"Don’t worry, I’m fine. I still need to lead everyone in building the brick kiln."

"I’m a bit tired, I’ll sleep for a while."

After saying this, she glanced at Tang Zan sitting beside her and closed her eyes with some reassurance.

Even with her eyes closed, the spinning sensation persisted.

Pei Shu’er unconsciously moved closer to Tang Zan, and Tang Zan shifted back, his eyes filled with unmistakable panic.

Pei Shu’er froze; Tang Zan had never been so panicked before. He was always composed, never avoiding her when she approached.

It seemed like he lost if he moved away.

That person, stubborn and obsessed.

Seeing Tang Zan about to dodge again, Pei Shu’er quickly held his hand, her voice soft, almost like she was being coquettish.

"Tang Zan, let me lean for a while."