How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space

Chapter 367: Grain Donation

Pei Shu’er nodded without speaking.

Yan Hengjin said, "Pei Shu’er, weren’t you struck by lightning? How are you still alive and well?"

Pei Shu’er raised an eyebrow, "Is the Fifteenth Prince disappointed?"

Yan Hengjin coughed dryly, "Not at all, Pei Shu’er, don’t judge me by your own small-mindedness."

After saying this, seeing that Pei Shu’er did not answer, he added another sentence himself.

"Besides, you are my benefactor, so naturally I wish you well."

Pei Shu’er said indifferently, "Please take a seat, Your Highnesses."

After all, there’s no shortage of food for these two here, so there’s no need to cause gossip.

Yan Hengyin looked at the seat next to Pei Shu’er and noticed that both sides were already occupied.

His gaze fell on Tang Zan, intending to make him get up, so he could have Pei Shu’er all to himself.

However, Tang Zan’s gaze was too cold, and thinking of his recent tendency to become obsessed, he might get offended and fly into a frenzy at any moment, later blaming it on being possessed.

Wouldn’t he be suffering a loss for nothing then?

Thinking of this, Yan Hengyin patted Yan Huan Yu’s shoulder.

"Commander Yan, please sit elsewhere."

Yan Huan Yu was already feeling down watching Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan interact, and upon hearing the Third Prince’s words, he obediently moved to the other side to eat.

Yan Hengyin took a seat, his gaze drifted lightly onto Pei Shu’er.

Then he noticed that beneath the table, the two were holding hands.

He was somewhat annoyed; really, was it so hard to part?

Pei Shu’er was his, and Tang Zan was behaving like a villain.

An unforgivable grudge for stealing one’s wife; now he wouldn’t hesitate to be impolite.

Meanwhile, Yan Hengjin remained oblivious to the tension on the other side, his focus entirely on the lavish feast before him.

He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, his eyes lighting up instantly.

The taste was truly delicious, the palace chefs paled in comparison, becoming instantly overshadowed.

He couldn’t restrain himself as he ate, and by the time he realized it, he had already overstuffed himself.

Feeling very awkward, he sat on the stool hiccupping as a prince.

Fortunately, others were also too full, and none of them maintained particularly good postures, which offered him some comfort.

Only after the guests dispersed did Yan Hengyin approach Pei Shu’er.

Seeing her, he wore a gentle smile, intending to communicate with Pei Shu’er as he used to.

But Pei Shu’er performed a formal greeting, leaving no opportunity for him to speak, and then walked towards Tang Zan.

Tang Zan actively took Pei Shu’er’s hand, and the two headed towards the room.

Tang Zan’s face was dark and unpleasant.

The next day, Tang Zan was awakened early from the land of warmth by Xuan Liu, watching Pei Shu’er’s figure, unable to restrain himself.

Pei Shu’er said, "The important matters first."

She realized that one of the signs of Tang Zan’s obsession was his intense desire.

In the original story, it was a lust for killing; now it was a strong lust.

Who knew Tang Zan, looking at Pei Shu’er, said, "Stay by my side."

Thus, Pei Shu’er could only stay by Tang Zan’s side.

She struggled to support her waist and stood up, feeling that she was physically strong, yet being with Tang Zan, especially recently, made her feel her waist couldn’t keep up.

Tang Zan was now sensitive; she mustn’t let him feel insecure, or he might relapse at any time.

When they arrived at the military camp, they received the news that food was almost out, and if no solution was found soon, the soldiers would face starvation.

Running out of food in winter was most fatal.

In fact, there was still enough food to last half a month, but the Emperor suddenly ordered the grain transfer from the Capital to Gulan Border, causing the current plight.

People from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion discovered that none of the other regions faced such orders, clearly targeting Tang Zan.

The soldiers’ moods were not particularly good, but they were also very pessimistic.

Nonetheless, because of Tang Zan’s strict approach, no one dared to cause trouble.

If it had been General Zhao, this matter might have erupted by now.

Pei Shu’er thought of the mountains of grain in her space, which kept producing, and her eyes lit up.

She looked at Tang Zan and found worry in his eyes, feeling a pang of heartache for him.

Now, silver coins seemed less important; given the severe food shortage, even with money, not much could be bought. Buying grain for two thousand people would cost several times or even ten times more.

How could Pei Shu’er let Tang Zan worry? Besides, though the army was Tang Zan’s, in her eyes, it was joint property too.

"Tang Zan, I once grew a lot of rice and some flour; I can donate these."

Tang Zan frowned, "This is no small amount."

Pei Shu’er nodded, "Of course, it’s not small, but it isn’t much for me, right?"

Tang Zan nodded, knowing Pei Shu’er’s background wasn’t simple.

Pei Shu’er continued, "But you can’t say I donated these grains and can’t reveal the source. Just mention a kind person donated them."

She worried about drawing too much attention with too many donated food items.

Tang Zan’s eyes dimmed, then he held Pei Shu’er’s waist.

"Whatever my wife says."

Pei Shu’er pursed her lips, saying no more.

She knew Tang Zan was clever and had probably guessed already.

Now that she could help him, there was no need to hide.

When a large amount of food was transported from the Deserted Mountain to the camp, everyone was shocked.

But since it was night and everyone stayed in their rooms due to orders, only Tang Zan’s confidants knew the terrifying quantity of food.

The food was stored in the cellar, including some coarse grains like corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes, along with a notable amount of pickles.

Tang Zan publicly stated that the supplies were donated by nearby merchants.

Tang Zan addressed Zhang Feng, "No need to skimp on everyone’s food anymore. It doesn’t have to be lavish, but make sure everyone is full."

This directive quickly spread, and everyone finally had their fill.

Everyone was happy because, in winter, fullness was more important than luxury; otherwise, what would fend off the cold?

And when the soldiers ate full meals for half a month, they found themselves more energetic than before, with renewed strength.

Stronger than their previous peak state and with daily training, their combat power steadily improved.

Especially after Tang Zan improved the training techniques, everyone’s progress accelerated.

At this time, Xuan Liu came to report.

"Reporting to the General, the Dazi are attacking."