LOT – Chapter 226 Two Little Old Men Duel

Because the two people had rather similar experiences—for example, both wet their beds and tried to pin the blame on others—Bai Xiao grouped them together.

And their methods of pursuing their wives were also quite similar. Both of them shamelessly used the “injury tactic.” He felt that if these two were put together, they could probably exchange notes and come up with a handbook.

This storybook was wildly popular in the capital—so popular that even the Emperor had people buy two copies for him.

Princess Consort Xin’s business idea was actually quite good. She had already signed a contract with the young lady who specialized in writing storybooks. The two were now business partners.

The Empress and the other consorts, after seeing this storybook, also wanted a share of the profits. As for material… they didn’t mind using the Emperor as the subject.

But that idea was immediately rejected.

Princess Consort Xin advised the Empress earnestly: “Imperial Sister-in-law, it’s not that I’m saying this to annoy you, but I’ll be honest. Although His Majesty looks pretty decent, the reality is still the reality. If he were ten or eight years younger, it would be fine. But as things are right now, it would be a bit hard to make him the male lead of a storybook.”

Storybooks were filled with handsome men and beautiful women—talented scholars and lovely maidens. The Emperor did look decent, but after so many years, his physique simply couldn’t compete with others.

The Empress sighed upon hearing this, but she still wasn’t willing to give up on making money.

“Sister-in-law, just think about it a little more. Give me some time. I also feel His Majesty can’t just sit around all day—it’d be good for him to exercise. Didn’t you say his face was still fine? I’ll remind him to train more and get back in shape. Then we can work together, all right?”

The Empress had completely thrown away her pride at this point. Princess Consort Xin was utterly shocked.

Princess Consort Xin didn’t come from a high background. Her mother was from a merchant family, and her father wasn’t a high-ranking official. She wasn’t even the most favored child in her family. That was why she married the similarly neglected Prince Xin back then.

But she had inherited her mother’s business talent. If she hadn’t tried every possible way to earn money all these years, their prince’s residence probably wouldn’t even have enough to eat.

Now she wasn’t poor anymore, but judging from the Empress’s behavior, the imperial palace might actually be poorer than the prince’s residence.

“Well, since Imperial Sister-in-law said so, I’ll go back and think carefully. Perhaps I can write His Majesty into some other type of story. Let’s forget about romance—maybe we can do another genre instead.”

Hearing this, the Empress’s smile bloomed instantly.

Your Majesty, in order for our lives to improve, you’ll have to make a sacrifice. Surely you won’t mind, right?

At this moment, the Emperor—reviewing memorials in the imperial study—suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He thought it was because the window was open too wide and had Eunuch Li shut it.

The palace was lively as always, and outside of it, Lin Mo’s life was also going well.

She had already found a way to pair up the bed-wetting duo.

“Second Prince, this is the Heir of Prince Zhen’nan. I’m introducing you two today because you’ve had similar experiences. I think you’ll definitely have things to talk about.”

Second Prince: ??? Similar experiences??

Prince Zhen’nan was the late Emperor’s adopted son and the only non-imperial-blood prince alive. By seniority, his heir should technically be the Second Prince’s younger brother.

While he was confused, Bai Xiao happily answered for him:

【You both wet your beds! And both of you like blaming others!】

Second Prince & Ji Qianhua: …

Ji Qianhua grabbed Lin Mo by the back of her collar and growled, “Little brat, can’t you stop throwing me under the bus? I’ve treated you well since you were little. Did you forget who let you ride on his back like a horse?”

Lin Mo replied speechlessly, “Oh, you mean that time you let me ride on your back but crawled under a table, and I directly smashed my head on it?”

This guy had been unreliable since childhood. Although he treated her well, every incident involved a lack of common sense.

When she was young, he would often act as a horse for her. She was delighted—at first. But he always crawled under tables or scooted under stools. She had to duck or lie down properly, otherwise her head would hit something. From that, she developed incredible dodging skills.

Those skills were the foundation of her ability to dodge her father’s beatings later in life.

The Second Prince couldn’t resist laughing. “You two have quite an interesting relationship.”

Bai Xiao silently complained:

【Of course. One is more troublesome than the other.】

Lin Mo: …

Ji Qianhua: …

How dare this system slander them! When were they ever troublesome?

After putting the two of them together, Lin Mo was ready to slip away—she had gossip to chase.

“You two stay here and play nicely. You’re brothers anyway, so have fun, Your Highness. Spend time with him.” 【And don’t give him any time to chase after my older sister.】

Hearing this final inner thought, both men almost lost control.

So that was her real goal.

The Second Prince cast Ji Qianhua a sympathetic look. What an unlucky guy, to catch Lin Mo’s attention—and to fancy the Lin family’s eldest daughter on top of that.

With this little devil around, even if she didn’t skin him alive, she’d at least make his life miserable. And now she was directly cutting off his chances with her sister.

Ji Qianhua felt utterly helpless. This girl always had unpredictable ideas.

Lin Mo didn’t care anymore—she was in a hurry.

【Xiaobai, do you think I’ll still make it in time to catch that piece of gossip?】

【You’ll make it, you’ll make it. Flower Peacock is already waiting there.】

Seeing how anxious they were, both the Second Prince and Ji Qianhua grew curious about the gossip they were chasing.

At this moment, Flower Peacock was hiding behind a small pond, staring excitedly at the two little old men fighting.

One of the little old men was the Grand Tutor we knew well. The other old man was unfamiliar.

The two of them were wielding sticks, striking at each other furiously while hurling insults.

Qin Zheng, hiding on another side, was also extremely excited.

He knew that when Little Lord Lin asked them out today, it definitely wouldn’t be something simple. Who would’ve expected to see the Grand Tutor fighting someone?

A little old man in his sixties challenging another old man to a duel—thank goodness they arrived early.

“Junior Brother, after all these years, your skills have declined,” the unfamiliar old man mocked.

The Grand Tutor’s mustache practically shot upward in anger. “You think you’re any better? Look at that wrinkly skin on your face—you look older than I do!”

The other old man: …

I’m talking about your martial skills and you’re talking about my wrinkles? Are you mentally ill?!

The court officials were becoming more and more like Lin Mo these days—masters of irrelevant answers with maximum emotional damage.

Flower Peacock, eyes wide, asked seriously:

“But what kind of martial skills do two little old men have? Isn’t it just you hit me once, I hit you once?”