Chapter 80 Your Hands Do Only One Thing
With this deep command, Pei Yunjing gave Tang Li no time to react.
He suddenly reached out, grabbed Tang Li's wrist, and pulled her forcefully into his arms.
"ah!"
Tang Li gasped in surprise, instantly losing her balance and stumbling into that hot, hard embrace.
The next second, the world spun around.
Pei Yunjing put his arm around her waist and forcefully adjusted his position.
This time, it wasn't sitting sideways, nor was it snuggling together.
He made her spread her legs and straddle his lap, facing him.
This is an extremely shameful, yet intimately intimate, position.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling, and they could even clearly feel each other's heartbeats.
The space inside the carriage was already cramped, and at this moment it felt even more ambiguous, as if the air itself had become thin and viscous.
"Your Highness..."
Tang Li's cheeks flushed red, and she frantically tried to sit up, but Pei Yunjing pressed down on her lower back, preventing her from moving.
"Don't move."
Pei Yunjing's voice was hoarse, with a magnetic quality that made people weak in the knees.
He didn't do anything excessive; he simply grabbed Tang Li's right hand again.
Those were my fingers, which had turned red from rubbing them so hard in the Imperial Garden earlier.
The red mark on her fingertip stood out starkly against her snow-white skin, and it was also...heartbreaking.
Pei Yunjing lowered his head, looking at the finger, his brows furrowing again, a hint of violent gloom flashing in his eyes.
"From now on, you are not allowed to do these dirty jobs yourself."
He was referring to the fact that she deliberately spilled wine to lure the mad cat.
Although the result was satisfying, he felt a tightness in his chest whenever he thought about how she had to personally touch those vile aphrodisiacs and approach those beasts who could harm people at any time in order to scheme against others.
"You are the mistress of the Regent's Palace."
Pei Yunjing raised his eyes, his gaze fixed intently on her, his tone laced with an arrogant sense of entitlement:
"You can scheme against someone, kill someone, without even saying a word."
"One look is enough."
He could draw his knife for her at any time, whenever she wished.
Why should she personally get involved in the game with those scoundrels?
"oh……"
Tang Li blinked, a warm feeling welling up inside her, but she couldn't help but make a cheeky remark:
"What if... the person I'm plotting against is you, Your Highness?"
Upon hearing this, a dark glint flashed in Pei Yunjing's eyes.
He wasn't angry; instead, he moved closer to her, his nose touching hers, his warm breath brushing against her lips.
"Then I will give you my life."
"As long as you can take it."
Tang Li's heart skipped a beat.
This is... way too unfair.
Pei Yunjing looked at her somewhat flustered eyes and smiled slightly.
He stopped speaking and slowly lowered his head.
He did not kiss her lips.
Those two thin, cool lips gently landed on the top of her head.
Then, it slid down her dark hair, gently kissed her forehead, and finally stopped between her eyebrows.
"Tangli, I've got it."
Pei Yunjing released her hand, but did not let go.
He grasped that slender, delicate hand and slowly moved it downwards.
Beyond the Adam's apple, beyond the collarbone, and finally...
He placed her hand on the back of his neck.
That is the most vulnerable spot on the human body, and also the forbidden zone that wild beasts are most afraid to touch.
It was also the area where Pei Yunjing's muscles were most tense and painful due to his chronic headaches.
"Your hands are not for getting dirty."
Pei Yunjing closed his eyes and buried his head completely in the crook of her neck, like a lone wolf that had finally found its home after letting down all its guard.
His voice was low and husky as he uttered the most beautiful words of love in the world, and the most unbreakable vow:
Your hand...
"It's for stroking my fur."
In this world, only you can calm the storm in my mind.
Only you can calm this mad beast down.
So, you're in charge of calming the madman down.
And the madman... is responsible for killing for you.
Tang Li placed her palm on his burning hot nape, feeling the tense muscles relax little by little under her touch.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the man who was buried in her arms.
This regent of the Great Sheng Dynasty was feared by all.
At this moment, however, he was willing to reveal his most fatal weakness to her without reservation.
Tang Li's eyes welled up slightly.
She moved her fingers slightly, gently running them through his dark hair, and then tenderly kneaded the back of his neck.
"good."
She responded softly, a gentle smile playing on her lips:
"Then it's settled."
"From now on, I'll just be in charge of stroking your fur, and you'll be in charge of biting people."
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