A slight smile flickered across Fang Er's lips upon hearing those three words.
Glancing at Li Shimin, he quickly penned his name on the paper.
As Li Shimin saw the brush touch the paper, his heart pounded uncontrollably.
He signed!
He signed!
Hahahaha, he actually signed!
But in the very next second, his smile froze on his face.
Fang Er's brush hadn't stopped. Below his signature, he added a line of small text.
"This signature is for keepsake only and carries no legal weight."
Li Shimin: .........
Damn it!
This kid's move is even more audacious than mine, isn't it?
Seeing his expression, Fang Er chuckled and presented the signed paper to Li Shimin with both hands.
"Father, is this enough? If not, your son-in-law can write another ten or eight for you!"
Li Shimin's old face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He took the signature without any expression and replied.
"No need!"
With that, he turned to leave. After a few steps, he looked back at Li Xiaogong.
"Ninth brother, come with me."
Li Xiaogong: ???
What has it got to do with me?
Though confused, he had no choice but to follow closely behind, leaving with Li Shimin.
Fang Er carried his chair back to the gatehouse, intending to go back to sleep. Suddenly, he heard a scream.
"Ah....... Don't hit, don't hit! This minister is wrong......."
"What are you wrong about?"
"This minister, this minister, this minister doesn't know!"
"You don't know? I'll beat you until you know!"
"Ah.... Pain, pain, pain..... Your Majesty, please be merciful, this minister truly doesn't know what he did wrong!"
"If you don't know, then I'm beating you for not knowing!"
"............"
Fang Er instinctively stopped and peeked outside the door.
In the distant woods, he saw Li Shimin beating Li Xiaogong, scolding him all the while, his spit flying everywhere, almost reflecting a rainbow in the morning sun.
Thinking of Li Shimin's expression when he saw the small text he added to the signature, Fang Er seemed to understand something.
Did this prospective father-in-law actually want to use his signature for something?
Couldn't he just say it directly?
What was he trying to achieve with these sly maneuvers?
Before he could figure out the answer, Li Xiuning's voice came from the courtyard.
"Anzhi, come, mother has stewed soup for you. Drink it while it's hot!"
Fang Er's eyes lit up, and he happily walked over.
Li Xiuning was walking towards him with a bowl of fragrant mushroom soup.
Fang Er stepped forward, took the bowl, thanked her respectfully, and then voiced his question to Li Xiuning.
"Mother, the Grand Emperor came just now and asked your son-in-law to write a signature for him."
"From his demeanor, it seemed like he wanted to do something with this signature."
"He didn't say, and your son-in-law felt it wasn't appropriate to ask directly. Could you perhaps help ask him?"
Li Xiuning's brows immediately furrowed. "What is Li Er trying to do? Has he rebelled!"
"How dare he try to scheme against you! Just you wait, I'll deal with him!"
With that, she turned and left.
Stepping out of the gate, she didn't need to search. Li Xiaogong's continuous screams were the best guide.
Li Shimin's plan had been thwarted, and he knew Li Xiaogong must be the reason.
Even though he hadn't heard what the man had said, Fang Er was already about to write before he arrived!
Li Shimin dared to bet that the subsequent sentence was related to the appearance of the ninth brother!
Even if it wasn't, he was annoyed, and beating you was a heavenly grace!
Let's do it!
"Li Er!"
Just as he was about to throw another punch, a furious roar came from behind him.
Turning around, he saw his elder sister standing there, he didn't know when.
"Big, big, big sister........."
Normally, those who do nothing wrong sleep soundly. Seeing Li Xiuning, the guilty Li Shimin even started to stutter.
"Big, big sister, why, why are you here?"
He completely lost his imperial dignity. Getting up from Li Xiaogong, he lowered his head like a student who had made a mistake, afraid to meet Li Xiuning's gaze.
Li Xiuning waved her hand towards Li Xiaogong on the ground.
Li Xiaogong, with a bruised and swollen face, felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He sprang up from the ground like a carp and turned to run, his speed faster than a rabbit's.
Only after he had run far away did Li Xiuning turn to look at Li Shimin.
"Come, tell me, what were you trying to do by asking Anzhi for his signature?"
"N-n-nothing, I just wanted it as a family heirloom....."
Hearing her ask about it, Li Shimin's heart immediately leaped into his throat. He stammered out the same story he had told Fang Er.
Li Xiuning let out a cold laugh. "Heh, guess if I believe you?"
Li Shimin didn't know what to say for a moment, so he grinned cheekily. "You, you, you, do you guess if I guess?"
Li Xiuning:...........
"Then why don't you guess first, whether sister will hit you?"
Li Shimin: !!!
"N-n-no, can I not guess?"
"No!"
"Then, then I guess big sister wouldn't bear to hit me..."
"Who gave you that confidence!"
Li Xiuning roared in exasperation. As her words fell, she raised her delicate hand and slapped Li Shimin on the head.
"PiA........."
It was so crisp that Fang Er, who was far away, felt the pain.
He instinctively shrank his neck, then a smug smile curved his lips. With his hands behind his back, he swaggered towards the living room.
"Husband? What good news is there so early in the morning?"
Seeing his expression, Chai Yue couldn't help but lean over and ask.
"Hahahaha, nothing, nothing! It's just that your husband has calculated that planting grass today will surely sprout!"
"Let's go, let's go, your husband needs to work hard, and my beloved wife will accompany me!"
Shamelessly, Fang Er grabbed Chai Yue's arm and led her towards the bedroom.
Seeing this display of affection early in the morning, the maids in the house quickly hid aside with blushing faces.
Longsun Ling'er saw this, casually threw a pillow from the sofa, and teased Chai Yue.
"Sister Yue'er, place this underneath you. It will be very helpful for both the process and the outcome..."