CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 343: THREE STROKES TO WHITE-HAIRED TOGETHERNESS

Yan Hengyin said, "Tang Zan, give me Pei Shu’er, and I can let your family return to the Capital and become your War King again."

Pei Shu’er was taken aback. Based on her memories of Yan Hengyin, he was a master of selfishness and self-interest.

After painstakingly removing the Prince Zhan Mansion from his sight, he now spoke of letting the War King return.

It seemed that Yan Hengyin truly wanted to have her.

But she wondered, did he want the original her, or the current her?

Tang Zan frowned, and his aura became even more chilling.

"Yan Hengyin, if our Tang Family wants to return to the peak, we will rely on ourselves. Pei Shu’er is my wife, not a commodity. She has her own thoughts, and we have no right to decide her fate."

Tang Zan’s gaze swept over Pei Shu’er’s face. Pei Shu’er originally thought he would ask about her wishes, but Tang Zan did not ask.

She couldn’t help but feel a bit sour, thinking that perhaps, in his heart, Tang Zan still minded the past between the original her and the Third Prince.

He might also worry that if he asked for her opinion, she would choose the Third Prince, right?

Even if the chance was minimal, he was unwilling to take any chance.

Yan Hengyin looked at Pei Shu’er, "Come with me."

Tang Zan held Pei Shu’er’s hand, gripping it a bit tightly.

His eyes carried a hint of fierceness, as if saying that if she dared to go with Yan Hengyin, he would lock her up.

Pei Shu’er squeezed Tang Zan’s hand back, and for a moment, Tang Zan’s heart calmed down, his nearly uncontrollable anxiety soothed.

Pei Shu’er said, "Your Highness, I love Tang Zan sincerely, and I willingly married him. No matter what benefits you promise me, I could never follow you."

As soon as she said this, Yan Hengyin’s face turned even paler, and he paused.

"Pei Shu’er, are you truly unwilling?"

Pei Shu’er shook her head firmly.

Yan Hengyin gave Pei Shu’er a deep look and said, "Just wait. I won’t let you marry him."

After saying this, Yan Hengyin used Qinggong to leave the place.

Meanwhile, Tang Zan’s gaze on Pei Shu’er grew deep, and Pei Shu’er smiled, holding his hand.

"Don’t worry. Since I have chosen you, I won’t change easily, and as for my past with the Third Prince, I have already forgotten."

Since she decided to be with Tang Zan, she had to give him enough security.

Tang Zan said, "What if one day you remember? Will you regret it?"

Pei Shu’er shook her head, "Don’t worry. I won’t regret it."

After all, that was the original host’s affair with the Third Prince. She was no longer the original host, so how could she have such intense feelings?

Tang Zan embraced Pei Shu’er, and due to the difference in their heights and builds, Pei Shu’er appeared especially delicate in his arms.

Tang Zan said, "Earlier, I wronged you."

He sighed with relief, carrying deep guilt.

His lips gently kissed Pei Shu’er’s forehead, treasuring her immensely.

It turned out that when she was testing the Third Prince, Tang Zan was already there, saving her a lot of explaining.

Pei Shu’er said, "After all, from what others saw, it was undeniable proof. So, it was only natural for you to suspect me."

Tang Zan was moved by Pei Shu’er’s understanding but also felt a bit heartbroken.

He recalled his feelings of love and hate for Pei Shu’er during that time, clearly loving her to that extent, yet still unable to bear treating her any differently.

Fortunately, he didn’t really do anything to Pei Shu’er, or he might have regretted it to the point of wishing to die now.

As they talked, somehow, they ended up kissing.

Tang Zan restrained himself, kissing Pei Shu’er’s chin, his hands like iron clamps, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll show you my true strength."

Pei Shu’er pushed Tang Zan away.

"Alright, I’m waiting."

Her eyes, like peach blossoms, were full of laughter, looking at Tang Zan this way made him feel challenged.

He kissed her again, and although he didn’t go too far, Pei Shu’er was exhausted from Tang Zan’s kisses.

Early the next morning, Pei Shu’er got up quickly to wash.

Because this place was too far from the Capital, and the local rioting refugees added to the chaos, the Pei Family didn’t come.

The task of combing her hair fell to Liu Xu.

After all, Liu Xu now truly regarded Pei Shu’er as her own daughter.

Just as Liu Xu was about to comb Pei Shu’er’s hair, the door to the room opened, and it was a bit quiet outside.

Pei Shu’er turned her head and saw Mrs. Pei, Shen Wanqing, her eyes red with tears as she looked at Pei Shu’er, unable to speak for a long time.

Because of the original host’s memories, Pei Shu’er felt very close to Shen Wanqing.

Thinking of Shen Wanqing’s poor health and yet traveling such a distance, she couldn’t help but feel touched.

She took Shen Wanqing’s hand, and softly called out.

"Mother."

Shen Wanqing held back her tears.

"Shu’er has become much more beautiful than before. It’s a relief to see you living well."

This was the first conversation Pei Shu’er had with Shen Wanqing in over a year.

Before, when she went to the Capital to save the War King, she had secretly gone just to catch a glimpse of Shen Wanqing from afar, fearing her plan would be exposed, so they didn’t meet.

Shen Wanqing led Pei Shu’er into the house. To someone used to living in the grand mansions of the Capital, this house was quite good.

It seemed her daughter was living well.

She picked up the comb, "Let Mother give you a comb."

"One stroke to the end, two strokes to the tip, three strokes to gray hair, four strokes for a house full of grandchildren..."

While combing, Shen Wanqing couldn’t hold back her choked voice. Her daughter was now committed to Tang Zan.

With her frail body, she might not be able to make the two-thousand-mile trip many times.

Her daughter would be far away, with no maternal family to support her, and her biggest worry was that if wronged, there would be nowhere to turn for justice.

The Pei Family was complicated with many children, and those concubines pressured Pei Guo’an to cut ties with Pei Shu’er, fearing implications for the family.

Fearing that even if her daughter’s sentence was reduced, she wouldn’t be able to return to the Pei Family.

With such thoughts, Shen Wanqing couldn’t hold back her tears again. Her daughter had such a hard life.

Pei Shu’er didn’t know what Shen Wanqing had imagined, but she continued to cry ever since she entered the door.

Pei Shu’er had to coax and placate her for quite a while to stabilize Shen Wanqing’s emotions somewhat.

Pei Shu’er finished her makeup and then sat in a sedan chair, circling the Gulan Mountain Range, with gongs and drums everywhere, attracting refugees to come and watch the festivities.

Seeing those refugees, Shen Wanqing again couldn’t help wiping her tears.

Once, Pei Shu’er was surrounded by ladies and noble sons, but now only these refugees.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanqing wiped her tears again.

While in the sedan, Pei Shu’er felt a pain in her abdomen, so she quickly drank some Spiritual Spring Water, which made her feel much better.

She felt that perhaps being too far from Tang Zan made her feel this way.

She lifted the sedan curtain and saw Tang Zan riding on a tall horse ahead.

Tang Zan happened to turn his head to look at her, and his cold, hard face showed a gentle smile.

Pei Shu’er instinctively wanted to lift her veil, but Shen Wanqing and Liu Xu pushed her back inside.

"What are you doing? Go back inside."