CHAPTER 200: CHAPTER 200: HE CAN’T CONTROL HIS HEART

After the two arrived at the Deserted Mountain, Tang Zan still had a cold expression.

From Pei Shu’er’s experience with him over the long term, when this major antagonist is angry, it’s better not to engage with him.

Who knows when you’ll hit his taboo.

Might end up being killed by him too.

As Pei Shu’er was about to leave, Tang Zan spoke, his voice was cold and icy.

"Don’t you want to explain to me how you know Yan Huan Yu?"

Pei Shu’er tilted her head a little, somewhat puzzled.

"I saved him casually, there’s not much to explain about that."

Besides, with their relationship, does she really need to explain anything to him?

They’re not real spouses; they haven’t even completed the ceremonies.

It’s like not exchanging rings at a modern wedding.

Tang Zan’s dark eyes quietly looked at her, then he took a deep breath, closed his eyes briefly.

In his heart, he believed what Pei Shu’er said, but the gloom wouldn’t disperse.

He took a deep breath before opening his dark eyes again.

"Pei Shu’er, come over here."

Pei Shu’er hesitated for a moment but walked over, standing before Tang Zan.

She thought Tang Zan wanted to say something to her, but once she stood before him, she found Tang Zan only stared at her silently.

Not saying a word.

The gaze from those dark eyes made her scalp tingle, like an invisible net was woven to bind her.

She felt an urge to flee.

At that moment, Pei Shu’er seemed to understand something, smiled and asked.

"Tang Zan, are you jealous?"

She blinked her peach-blossom eyes, the emotion in them nearly innocent, her smiling appearance was so beautiful, the two shallow dimples by her mouth seemed filled with sweetness.

After saying that, she found it odd to have such a thought, Tang Zan hardly looked like he was jealous.

Rather, like he caught a cheating wife, pondering whether to steam or roast...

Thinking of this, Pei Shu’er shivered.

Tang Zan sneered, involuntarily leaned closer to Pei Shu’er, looked into her eyes.

"Jealous?"

How could he be jealous?

But the latter half of the sentence stuck at the tip of his tongue.

The sour and swollen feeling inside, as if cotton was blocking his chest, told him.

He might actually be jealous.

Such emotions were utterly foreign to him.

Many unfamiliar emotions, he experienced from Pei Shu’er.

Pei Shu’er shrugged.

Her, hearing this tone, she knew her guess was utterly wrong.

Impossible for Tang Zan to be jealous.

But Tang Zan not having feelings for her was good for both.

She nodded with a smile, breathed a sigh of relief.

"That’s good, I still have to draw the map."

Pei Shu’er’s relieved appearance deeply pierced Tang Zan’s eyes, his voice lowered, he took Pei Shu’er’s hand.

"Pei Shu’er, are you very happy?"

Pei Shu’er simply felt, if everyone was a comrade-in-arms, then keep it pure.

Don’t mix personal feelings, that way they could fight side by side.

Pei Shu’er laughed: "Didn’t we say during exile, I would heal your leg, and take care of your family, you would protect me?"

She spoke matter-of-factly.

"We are just partners."

She was just stating facts, she needed the antagonist beside her to shield her from the death point.

Additionally, she needed the antagonist to keep the Power of Plot at bay, so she wouldn’t be as dizzy.

Tang Zan’s face turned paler, grasping her hand with more force.

Yes, Pei Shu’er wasn’t wrong, not a single word.

From the start, they agreed, they were just partners.

Pei Shu’er also mentioned they would divorce.

He couldn’t control his feelings.

But he had told himself, this woman couldn’t be unrelated to their exile, just wasn’t sure to what extent.

Yet he always deliberately deceived himself, deliberately ignored that truth.

When she ran against the crowd towards him...

When she descended from the sky to save him...

He realized, even though he repeatedly warned himself.

This is a femme fatale, she might have ulterior motives.

But still, he was moved.

He couldn’t control his heart.

Just like he couldn’t control his gaze on Pei Shu’er.

Pei Shu’er saw Tang Zan silent for a long time, thought of that map which was a massive project, so she waved to Tang Zan.

"Alright, I’m leaving."

Just as she reached the doorway, she was pulled back by Tang Zan, made to stumble a step backward, crashing into Tang Zan’s arms.

The cold sandalwood scent wafted into her nose, along with Tang Zan’s warm body temperature and his strong heartbeat.

Tang Zan’s other hand raised halfway, wanting to fall but in the end, clenched tightly, behind his back.

"Pei Shu’er."

"Hmm?"

Pei Shu’er looked up, involuntarily glanced at Tang Zan.

Only saw Tang Zan’s perfectly shaped chin and his moving Adam’s apple.

Somewhat sexy.

Tang Zan spoke no more, finally taking a deep breath, his chest slightly sank, making Pei Shu’er press closer to his chest.

Then, Tang Zan let go.

Pei Shu’er disentangled from his embrace, almost instantly rushing towards the Experimental Building.

She was rushing!

As for how she felt earlier in Tang Zan’s embrace.

She had no time to ponder, thinking of the intricate wall map, all romantic thoughts obediently retreated.

Watching Pei Shu’er hurriedly leaving him, Tang Zan turned away in anger, taking a deep breath.

Said to Xuan Liu: "Bring up the people watching Tang Qingrou and Aunt Lin!"

Xuan Liu noticed Tang Zan’s displeasure, the chill in his eyes practically tangible.

Every time Lord was like this, someone was going to be unlucky.

The guard named Zhang Wu previously held the key.

Now that he let people out, it led to so many troubles.

Pei Shu’er earlier only managed to lock them up, hadn’t thought of how to handle, then encountered so many events in succession.

What Pei Shu’er couldn’t do, he would do.

He didn’t want to be a good person, he’s already quite ruthless.

He could be Pei Shu’er’s knife, clearing all obstacles for her.

Making sure none of the blood would stain her.

She just had to stand in the light, enjoying others’ admiring gaze.

Soon, in this room, Zhang Wu’s muffled screams echoed.

The sound though not very loud, would give chills to anyone who heard.

How much pain to make such a sound?

When Zhang Wu was dragged out, he had become a bloody mass, barely human-shaped.

His eyes filled with regret, had he known, he wouldn’t have been bewitched by Tang Qingrou anymore.

Tang Zan’s voice sharp as ice.

"Hang Zhang Wu on the Desolate Mountain City Wall, let others weigh the consequences of betraying the third household, see if they can bear it."

The third household had been lenient enough, applying both kindness and power to instill true fear, keeping things in check.