Li Ji, shamelessly, fled, and Li Xiuning did not stop him any further.
In comparison, within this cabin, he was merely a subject granted the surname Li.
The Japanese woman, intimidated by her elder sister's imposing presence, dared not speak, lying on the table and trembling.
Li Xiuning watched Li Shimin before her with cold eyes: the dignified ruler of a nation, capable of such base actions!
If this were to spread, would the Li Tang dynasty have any face left?
If you wanted to take a concubine, to expand the Li family lineage, that was your right as emperor, but you could do something like this?
To be able to eat such food, how disgusting!
Having spoken, she quickened her steps to Li Xiaogong and yanked the Ninth Master’s ear.
Hiss~~ It hurts, it hurts, elder sister, go easy~~
Li Xiaogong winced in pain, incessantly begging for mercy, but Li Xiuning dragged him to the Japanese woman’s side and shoved his head onto the woman’s stomach.
In the small depression of the Japanese woman’s navel, a patch of green was quite conspicuous.
Poor Ninth Master, his large face was directly pressed into it. When he lifted his head, his face was covered in green wasabi.
Ah~~~ Spicy! ~ Spicy~~ Water, water, quickly give me water~~
After Li Xiuning released her grip, Li Xiaogong closed his eyes and ran off to the side, his hands grasping wildly in front of him.
On the battlefield, the awe-inspiring Li Shimin was not much better than that Japanese woman at this moment. Facing his own elder sister, he lacked the courage to resist in the slightest.
Watching Li Xiaogong dash about the cabin like a headless fly, he weakly raised his head: Elder sister, I, I won’t dare to do it again next time~~
You unfilial thing, you still want a next time? Hearing this, Li Xiuning directly slapped him on the head.
Bang!
After the crisp sound, Li Shimin felt his head buzzing, and it seemed as if many little stars appeared before his eyes~
He subconsciously took two steps back, waving his hands repeatedly and saying: No, no, there won’t be a next time~
Ninth Master Li was still wailing, but Li Ji had instructed that no one was to enter after leaving. The soldiers only dared to listen from afar.
Li Xiuning impatiently grabbed his clothes, dragged him to the cabin door, kicked him out, and then heavily shut the cabin door again.
Li Shimin was stunned. Now only he and his elder sister were left in the cabin. The storm was, after all, going to arrive, wasn't it?
He looked at Li Xiuning with a face full of terror: Sister, dear sister, kind sister, be gentle when you hit me~~
Bang~~ Slap~~ Pia~~
A series of thudding sounds of flesh meeting flesh, and Li Shimin's screams echoed incessantly.
The soldiers outside consciously helped Li Xiaogong to his feet and kept their distance. Ignorance is bliss, after all~
Half an hour later, Li Xiuning emerged from the cabin, stretching her limbs. The anger on her face had vanished. Li Shimin was being held in her hand like a little chick.
The Japanese woman inside was not implicated. Dressed now, her eyes were filled with fear, and she followed behind, one step at a time.
After being transferred back to the previous ship by helicopter, Li Xiuning handed Li Shimin over to Empress Changsun.
Keep an eye on him. If he dares to play any more tricks, tell me, and I’ll break his legs~
With that, she left without looking back.
She didn't go anywhere else but found Fang Er, who was nestled in the resting cabin playing a match-three game with Changle.
Anzhi, come out for a moment!
Only when they were outside did she say, “Mother knows you have good handiwork. Help Mother make something.”
Fang Er nodded repeatedly: What do you need your son-in-law to do, Mother? Just say it.
Li Xiuning tucked away the stray hairs at her temples, her face slightly flushed as she said, “The young ladies of Chang’an City, although they carry Yue’er’s name, Mother knows that behind the scenes, it was your idea originally, wasn’t it?”
Fang Er nodded somewhat awkwardly. Why was his mother-in-law talking to him about underwear out of the blue?
Li Xiuning continued, “That’s good. Make three pairs of men’s underpants for Mother. Don’t use fabric, use iron!”
Add locks to the underpants so that they cannot be removed without a key!
Your father cannot control himself, so Mother will control him!
Fang Er: !!!
Holy cow, that’s harsh!
But why did he feel a sense of secret delight?
Don't worry, Mother, this matter is on your son-in-law's shoulders!
He patted his chest with a thud, solemnly promising.
Soon, he appeared in Li Shimin’s cabin with a measuring tape. Old Li was lying on the bed, and Empress Changsun was applying medicine to him. Seeing Fang Er enter, she asked, “Anzhi, is something the matter?”
Fang Er smiled and scratched his head: Mother-in-law says the Emperor’s underwear is a bit worn out and asked me to come and take measurements~
Empress Changsun had not yet reacted when she heard Li Shimin on the bed suddenly burst into tears.
I knew it! Although Imperial Sister didn't go easy on me when she hit me, she still cares about me!
Guanyinbi, you go out first, and let Anzhi measure me~
Look at you, if you’re happy, you’re happy. Why are you crying? It’s embarrassing in front of Anzhi, isn’t it? Empress Changsun awkwardly took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, then smiled at Fang Er.
Anzhi, you must not let this matter get out.
Fang Er nodded and smiled: Don’t worry, Your Highness, your son-in-law will naturally not spread it around.
Empress Changsun then rose and walked outside.
After measuring Li Shimin’s size, he went to Li Ji and Li Xiaogong.
When the two heard that the Grand Princess had ordered Fang Er to make underpants for them, their reactions were almost the same as Li Shimin’s.
If it were official robes or outer garments, that would be fine, but this was underwear!
Underwear bestowed by the Grand Princess!
If they were to talk about it, it would be a matter of great honor!
Two days later, Fang Er appeared before Li Xiuning with a cloth bag, and the three Old Lis were also called over.
With a crisp clang, the cloth bag was placed on the table and opened, revealing three iron underpants with a cold gleam.
Fang Er casually picked one up and handed it to Li Xiuning: Mother, this is what you asked for. See if it meets your expectations?
He had thoughtfully lined the edges and insides of the iron underpants with a layer of cowhide to prevent chafing the skin.
The custom-made size ensured that they would fit snugly around the hip bones, preventing them from falling off.
On the left and right were two three-ring locks. Once locked, they could not be removed without a key.
Looking at these things, the three Old Lis were dumbfounded. This was underwear, for crying out loud??
They looked at Li Xiuning helplessly, but the only response they received was her nonchalant words.
Go back and put these on and lock them!
Erlang, your key is with the Empress. If you need to relieve yourself, go and ask her for permission.
Then she looked at Li Ji and Li Xiaogong: I will keep your keys for now. After returning to Tang, I will hand them over to your wives to keep.
This time, try wearing them for ten days first. If there’s a next time, the penalty will be one month!
Ten days???
They even have to ask permission to use the restroom???
Li Shimin’s face turned green. If this got out, how could he still face anyone?
He begged meekly: Elder sister, I promise there won’t be a next time, okay? Please spare me this once.
If this were to get out, how could I still face anyone?
How about letting those two represent me, each wearing them for twenty days!