Chapter 166: Leaving Xuan Liu Behind Was the Right Choice, Travel Efficiency Soared - How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space - NovelsTime

How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space

Chapter 166: Leaving Xuan Liu Behind Was the Right Choice, Travel Efficiency Soared

Author: Yu Seye
updatedAt: 2025-09-21

CHAPTER 166: CHAPTER 166: LEAVING XUAN LIU BEHIND WAS THE RIGHT CHOICE, TRAVEL EFFICIENCY SOARED

Pei Shu’er looked at Xuan Liu, who explained while riding.

"Young Madam, there is some drought near the Gulan Mountain Range, but the situation is not too severe."

"The main problem is the Dazi, who always sneak across the Gulan Military Camp to other towns to loot food, causing these refugees to be burned, killed, and plundered by the Dazi."

"Not only is life unbearable, but the women at home are also unsafe, so they have to relocate their entire families."

Pei Shu’er looked at these refugees and couldn’t help raising her eyebrows.

Her Deserted Mountain is most lacking in manpower, but it has a vast territory.

These people, on the other hand, lack food and land.

If she could persuade, not fool, these people to move, she would have manpower, and they would have a home. Why not?

With this thought, Pei Shu’er began to plan. When she returns to the Deserted Mountain, she can conveniently bring these people back.

Compared to the Capital, she prefers the sparsely populated Deserted Mountain.

The Capital is overcrowded and full of schemes and intrigues, which she doesn’t like. It’s fine on the Deserted Mountain.

Even if starting from such humble beginnings, she has confidence that she can do the best and live the best life.

Once she accumulates strength, she won’t worry about being unable to compete with those in the Capital.

After a whole day and night of traveling, Pei Shu’er felt her head was about to explode, never feeling this uncomfortable before.

Xuan Liu noticed Pei Shu’er’s unpleasant expression and spoke.

"Young Madam, how about we go back? Even if we rush now, we won’t reach the Capital."

Pei Shu’er looked at Xuan Liu, this drag, with a strange expression.

Actually, she could reach it, but if she parted ways with Xuan Liu, it wouldn’t be a problem.

However, even if they parted, she had to place Xuan Liu in a safe place.

And now was the most suitable moment.

With this thought, Pei Shu’er suggested, "Xuan Liu, my head is too dizzy, let’s find a guesthouse."

Xuan Liu was relieved yet somewhat disappointed.

He just knew Pei Shu’er couldn’t go to the Capital to save the master.

After all, she’s just a young woman; even if she goes to the Capital, she can’t be of much help.

Not to mention, she’s currently exiled, forbidden to return to the Capital for life.

If the people in the Capital find out, her unauthorized departure from exile would only mean a death sentence.

The heartless Minister’s Mansion won’t save her either.

"Alright, Madam, wait here, I’ll find a guesthouse."

So Pei Shu’er waited on the spot until Xuan Liu walked away.

Only then did she take out letter paper and write a letter to Xuan Liu.

[Xuan Liu, I’m heading to the Capital first. You stay at the Deserted Mountain to guard the Tang Family to prevent any crises.

Rest assured, I will bring your young master back safe and sound.]

As for the War King, she couldn’t guarantee, but Tang Zan, she must bring him back, one way or another.

Leaving Xuan Liu behind, Pei Shu’er immediately rode her horse out of town.

She took a different route from Xuan Liu, choosing paths with no presence of people.

This made driving easier.

After twenty miles from the city gate, Pei Shu’er could no longer endure it, her hands began to tremble, and her vision blurred, so she quickly entered the space.

Once she felt the fresh, nourishing air in the space, she immediately felt comfortable, every pore on her body relaxed.

The space is indeed wonderful.

White Rice was watching her in the space, its eyes glistening.

Pei Shu’er walked over and held it in her arms, feeling sorry for its hunger throughout the journey.

But upon approaching, she noticed a small piece of meat at the corner of its mouth.

She glanced at the meat can beside White Rice, and realized it had used its claws to open the can.

She could only acknowledge, isn’t it indeed a tiger that drank the Spiritual Spring Water?

Truly extraordinary.

Pei Shu’er set an alarm in the space and rested for an hour.

Two thousand kilometers to go, and she’s covered only 300 kilometers so far.

The journey was delayed by bandits and city inspections, wasting quite some time.

When she came out again, she took out the large SUV from the space.

The vehicle had a domineering chassis, high ground clearance, and strong wheel traction.

In her space, there was even a helicopter, but she hadn’t learned to operate it yet.

She didn’t want to meet a tragic end with a helicopter crash, so it was best to watch tutorials and practice a few times in the space first.

In populated areas, upon seeing people, she instantly brought out the horse and rode ahead.

In sparsely populated areas, she immediately took out the car, placed the little White Tiger in the front passenger seat, and advised it not to scratch randomly.

On such rugged roads, only a SUV could withstand the journey.

Otherwise, ordinary cars wouldn’t make it.

When she got tired of driving, she entered the space to rest for a while.

On this road, she could only reach 50 kilometers per hour, which was already her limit.

If she got hungry en route, she would take out buns or cooked food from the space and eat them directly.

They were still warm.

She drove for four hours and rested for one hour, plus five hours of rest at night, covering 800 kilometers a day.

Adding the previous 300 kilometers, she covered 1150 kilometers.

Compared to being with Xuan Liu, the efficiency increased nearly threefold.

Indeed, leaving Xuan Liu was the right choice.

She should have left him sooner.

On the third day, when the city gates were about to close, Pei Shu’er finally arrived at the Capital.

She paid the entrance fee before the curfew.

Of course, Pei Shu’er disguised herself.

She wore men’s clothing, tied her hair up, and slightly darkened her skin from fair and translucent to wheat-colored.

When Pei Shu’er entered the city, she was leading a small red horse, went through inspections and identity verification, and finally entered the city.

The identification document was also something she forged, modeled after the one Tang Zan gave her.

Now, only two days remained before Tang Peizhong’s execution.

Her face was now pale, her entire body unsteady, so she quickly found a guesthouse and entered the space to recuperate.

An hour later, her complexion improved somewhat.

When she opened the room door, she had transformed into a noble young man in an embroidered robe.

Her skin was fair, her facial features slightly adjusted, looking more handsome and spirited.

When others saw her, they’d have to praise her as an impressive young man.

The Capital was more prosperous than other cities, Pei Shu’er strolled around and found many novel little gadgets.

She casually bought these gadgets and put them in the space when no one was looking.

Later, she walked to the beggars in the city and spoke with a smile.

"I’ll give each of you one tael of silver, if you spread a folk song in the city."

The song contained military achievements of the War King, his life story, and the false accusations against him, but without naming names.

Those aware of the situation would understand upon hearing the song.

Even those unaware of the situation would inevitably associate it with the War King.

As long as enough people spread the song, it would surely reach the Emperor’s ears.

Also, the Emperor wouldn’t know who started it, so he could only endure it.

Public sentiment is hard to defy.

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