How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 611: Drugging Him Unconscious

I don’t know what Tang Zan did after he left, but the already chaotic situation in the court became even more tense.

Moreover, Yan Hengyin could no longer do anything to Pei Shu’er, as he didn’t even have the time to enter the harem.

Later on, Pei Shu’er discovered that her days in the Imperial Palace were indeed quite luxurious.

During the day, she nurtured her pregnancy, handing the food she grew in her space to the cooks, who followed her recipes, and the meals turned out to be extremely delicious.

These days, Pei Shu’er hadn’t gained much weight, but her belly was more prominent.

In the evenings, the child’s father would still come to the palace to accompany her, and they would sleep together in the space.

Tang Zan held Pei Shu’er, gently stroking her belly, feeling a kick from inside.

This man, usually so cold, unexpectedly showed a rare tenderness in his eyes.

"It’s wonderful; it’s our child."

After saying this, he pulled Pei Shu’er even tighter into his embrace.

With this, this woman would always belong to him.

Pei Shu’er’s days were quite comfortable.

Because in the Imperial Palace, even without using the Puppet Gu, she could easily win over some people and develop some informants.

The hearts of the people in the palace were already somewhat complicated, and with a little provocation, many were willing to do things for her.

Not to mention, Tao Mingxuan was also maneuvering among them.

In the autumn, Yan Hengyin unexpectedly took Pei Lingling as his Princess Consort Rong, and at that moment, the Pei Mansion was in the limelight, and Pei Lingling was proud and elated.

Previously humiliated at the Third Prince Mansion, her reputation in the Capital had fallen drastically.

She thought she had no hope of marrying the Third Prince in this lifetime, but unexpectedly married him after all.

However, on the wedding day, Yan Hengyin came to Ren Shan Palace, drunk, searching throughout the palace for Pei Shu’er.

Finally, he found Pei Shu’er lying asleep on the bed.

A rare smile appeared on his face.

"Pei Shu’er, it’s been a long time since you’ve seen me, have you thought it through?"

Pei Shu’er didn’t respond, and in the end, Yan Hengyin lifted Pei Shu’er’s blanket and was about to lie down.

The moment he lifted the blanket, he smelled something pleasant, and then he fainted.

The drug had a hallucinogenic effect and could confuse reality.

A sweet smile appeared at the corner of Yan Hengyin’s mouth.

It was apparent he was having a beautiful dream.

Then Pei Shu’er even heard Yan Hengyin’s increasingly heavy breathing, and she blushed, entering the space once more.

Tang Zan was waiting at the entrance of the space for Pei Shu’er; seeing her enter again, he hurriedly took her hand.

"Did he do anything?"

Pei Shu’er shook her head, "I drugged Yan Hengyin into unconsciousness."

Tang Zan said, "If it weren’t for the fact that killing him would allow a more troublesome prince to ascend the throne, I’d finish him off right now."

Pei Shu’er said, "No rush at this moment; it’s better than letting the Crown Prince ascend. That would be a legitimate ruler."

Tang Zan nodded.

When Yan Hengyin woke up the next day, he found himself on the carpet. Recalling last night’s events, his face rarely showed a bit of tenderness, not anger.

"Pei Shu’er, if you had been this obedient earlier, it would have been fine."

Pei Shu’er’s response was to turn her back, unwilling to engage with Yan Hengyin.

But Yan Hengyin was particularly happy, calling in a maid to help him bathe and change clothes.

He still needed to visit Princess Consort Rong’s palace; otherwise, Pei Lingling’s temperament would surely cause trouble.

As he was leaving, he took another look at Pei Shu’er.

"You were tired last night; rest well today and restore your energy."

Pei Shu’er was speechless; it seemed like Yan Hengyin’s dream last night wasn’t pleasant.

Pei Lingling sat alone in the bridal chamber all night; late at night, a maid came to inform her that the Emperor had already spent the night at Noble Princess Consort Xu’s place.

She was so angry her teeth almost shattered.

It was said that this noble princess consort was Yan Hengyin’s first woman, which was why the Emperor treated her unusually.

Thinking about this made Pei Lingling’s heart ache with jealousy.

She couldn’t imagine that the Emperor, with his character, would truly like someone.

As she was about to cause trouble for Noble Princess Consort Xu, her room door was pushed open, and Yan Hengyin came towards her.

Pei Lingling was a bit nervous, then saw Yan Hengyin with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Sleep, my beloved concubine."

Even though nothing happened, being embraced and sleeping in Yan Hengyin’s arms still made Pei Lingling feel happy.

Pei Lingling felt extremely blessed, while the Pei Mansion was shrouded in gloom.

Because of this, Pei Yu was unwilling to return to the Pei Mansion, and Aunt Xiang Hui waited outside the Shen Mansion for Pei Yu after court.

When she saw Pei Yu, Xiang Hui hurried over with a flattering smile on her face.

"Lord, come home. I’ve instructed the cook to make your favorite dishes."

Pei Yu glanced at the Shen Mansion, noticing no one came out to greet him.

He shook his head, "You can’t make the dishes I love."

He only recently realized that the dishes he loved were always made by Shen Wanqing.

In the past, it was because Shen Wanqing captured his taste.

But now, Shen Wanqing captured his heart, so he liked whatever she made.

After saying this, Pei Yu was about to enter the Shen Mansion when Xiang Hui hastily grabbed his hand.

"Lord, come home. It’s not proper for you to always stay at the Shen Mansion; it seems like you’re keeping a mistress."

At this moment, Pei Qingheng was walking by, and upon hearing Xiang Hui’s words, he couldn’t help but frown.

"Auntie, you’re mistaken. My mother is the main wife. No matter where she is, she cannot become a mistress."

"It’s you concubines who, in comparison, seem more like father’s mistresses."

Anger flashed across Xiang Hui’s face, then she looked at Pei Yu with a pitiful expression.

"Lord~"

Pei Yu had no intention of siding with Xiang Hui: "Shen Wanqing is indeed the main wife. For years, I’ve allowed you too much power, which has heightened your ambitions, leading you to make so many decisions."

Xiàng Hui turned pale, knowing the words Pei Yu would say next would surely be unpleasant.

Then she heard Pei Yu say, "You should never, under any circumstances, have thought of putting Pei Lingling near Yan Hengyin."

With these words, Pei Yu was about to enter the mansion, but Xiang Hui grabbed his hand again.

"Lord, now that Lingling is Princess Consort Rong, it brings only benefits, not disadvantages, to our family."

Pei Yu’s mouth curled into a cold smile, "Princess consort? Everyone knows his reign as the Emperor lacks legitimacy. In the end, he’s merely a rootless duckweed, and with people watching him closely, he won’t remain long."

"But you, by sending Pei Lingling into the palace, are simply tying our Pei Mansion to Yan Hengyin. Eventually, you’ll have regrets."

Now in the court, Pei Yu was at a critical position, having belonged to a neutral faction.

But because Pei Lingling became Princess Consort Rong, he was forced to side with Yan Hengyin.