When Martial Artists fight, even a slight edge means an absolute rout.
If Xiao Lv and the others were at a seven in skill, Li Wei was at a nine.
With that two-point gap, plus his experience weaving through the chaos of battle, one of him against the four of them was a complete bloodbath.
Xiao Yang watched, her heart pounding in terror, her teeth aching from how hard she was cringing.
She could tell Li Wei was going easy on her. He was beating the other four until they were black and blue and rolling on the ground. If those fists landed on her, she’d be covered in bruises.
The moment she thought about Li Wei coming for her after he was done with them, Xiao Yang wanted to grease her soles and sneak away.
She thought and thought, and sighed and sighed.
She reached out and caught Xiao Hong as he was sent flying, her eyes landing right on his bruised, panda-like eyes. She couldn’t help but let out a PFFT of laughter.
"Hahaha, Second Brother, you have no idea how handsome you look right now!"
Before Xiao Hong could start cursing, Xiao Yang kicked a nearby staff into her hand, leaped into the air, and charged at Li Wei.
Xiao Yang was the kind of person who didn’t seem like it at first, but when it was time to be shameless, she was truly shameless.
"Brothers, hit his crotch."
"Xiao Lan, go for his eyes."
"Xiao Cheng, get his armpits!"
The three of them: "..."
’Her Majesty has no martial honor whatsoever.’
Going for the eyes and armpits was one thing, but hitting below the belt... That was too vicious.
In the end, Xiao Lv and Xiao Cheng attacked Li Wei’s armpits, while Xiao Lan focused on his head.
Xiao Yang gripped the staff, hesitated for only a moment, then lunged. The weapon was aimed for a spot three inches below his waist, but at the last second, Li Wei shifted, and the staff slammed onto the top of his foot.
Xiao Hong, a temporary spectator, saw this whole exchange clearly. The corner of his eye couldn’t help but twitch.
’Just what in the world is this Emperor of ours?’
Even with four people attacking him, Li Wei was still handling them with ease. Only the Emperor’s dirty tricks posed any kind of threat.
Li Wei was finally getting angered by the Little Emperor’s shameless tactics. He forcefully threw the other three off and focused his attack solely on the Little Emperor.
In just a few moves, the staff in Xiao Yang’s hands became Li Wei’s weapon. He grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, a grin spreading across his face like a man-eating demon king. "Your Majesty, these little tricks of yours are useless against this subject."
Xiao Yang knew she was outmatched and, being a pragmatist, was about to surrender.
But the other four had gotten carried away. Seeing the Emperor captured, they all moved at once to try and rescue Xiao Yang.
Two of them grabbed Li Wei’s arms while the other two grabbed him by the shoulders of his robes. With a loud RIIIIIP...
Xiao Yang instinctively turned her head, nearly burying her face in his chest.
"Your Majesty!"
Xiao Lv and Xiao Hong instantly lunged for Xiao Yang, pulling her back a step from the left and right, then clamped their hands firmly over her eyes. "Avert your gaze from indecency!"
At first, Li Wei didn’t think anything of it. They were all men; if clothes got ripped in a fight, so what? Bare-chested brawls were a common occurrence in the military camps. Nothing to get dramatic about.
It was the other two’s reaction that made Li Wei suddenly remember: the Little Emperor was a woman...
She was a woman!!
Li Wei’s healthy, wheat-colored skin was now tinged with a deep crimson blush.
"Forgive me, Your Majesty. This subject will take his leave."
Xiao Yang raised her hands and tried to pry their hands away, hoping to sneak a peek, but she couldn’t budge them.
Only when the sound of Li Wei’s hurried footsteps faded away did the two of them let her go.
Xiao Yang said helplessly, "You guys, honestly. It’s not like it’s something shameful. Couldn’t you have just been cool about it?"
’It’s not like he’ll lose a piece of flesh if I take a look.’
Xiao Lv asked, "What is Your Majesty regretting?"
Xiao Yang cleared her throat. "What nonsense are you spouting? We have no regrets. It’s just a pair of pecs. It’s not like We don’t have them..."
’But even that fleeting glimpse of Li Wei’s physique had been absolutely stunning... a top-tier specimen, for sure.’
Watching Xiao Yang’s guilty-as-sin attempt to feign innocence, Xiao Lv finally understood why Xie Liuzheng got along so well with the Emperor. They were two peas in a pod—a pair of lechers.
Xiao Yang had been getting beaten up all day, and she never would have guessed that the reason she finally escaped his clutches was because Li Wei got embarrassed.
Tsk, who would’ve thought?
However, Xiao Yang celebrated too soon. Li Wei had only gone to change his clothes and came right back.
His face was now frosty and expressionless. "Your Majesty will now hold a horse stance for one hour and carry one hundred buckets of water."
As he spoke, he raised his hands to retie his disheveled hair. His sharp, beast-like eyes glared at the Emperor, his gaze piercing and intimidating. "This subject will accompany Your Majesty. No—slacking—off!"
Xiao Yang: "..."
"General Li, you haven’t taken a wife yet, have you?"
Li Wei paused, not understanding why the Emperor had brought this up. "This subject has not yet married."
As Xiao Yang settled into a horse stance, she uttered the most vicious curse she could think of: "I curse you to be unable to get it up on your wedding night."
Li Wei: "..."
’This Emperor truly is shameless and childish.’
Xiao Yang held her horse stance, and Li Wei held one right beside her. The other four stood behind them.
It was fine at first. Everyone had some basic training, so their stances were relatively stable. But after half an hour, Xiao Hong’s legs began to tremble, and his whole body started shaking.
He held on for a few more moments before finally collapsing to the ground with a THUMP and a painful wail.
His calf had cramped up.
Xiao Lan hurried over to help him stretch it out.
Holding her horse stance didn’t stop Xiao Yang from turning to jeer at him. "Second Brother, looks like you need to practice more in the future."
Xiao Hong stomped over to the side in a huff, refusing to keep Xiao Yang company any longer.
One hour. Not too long, but not too short either. Xiao Yang gritted her teeth and endured.
By the end, her legs were also trembling uncontrollably, and sweat was pouring down her body like rain.
When the hour was finally up, she couldn’t even stand.
The moment she tried to move, her body lost its balance and fell backward, only to be lifted up by Li Wei like a baby chick.
"Pace yourself, Your Majesty. You still have to carry water."
At that moment, Li Wei’s voice was like that of a demon.
Xiao Yang glared up at him hatefully, but Li Wei faced her with complete composure. "Your Majesty can take your time thinking up insults. This subject isn’t going anywhere."
Xiao Yang didn’t know how she managed to carry all those buckets of water. All she knew was that when she finally returned, she felt like her very soul had been drained dry.
Trying to play the sympathy card with Li Wei was the stupidest thing she had ever done. The man didn’t treat her like an Emperor at all.
’Why on earth did I have to go and put myself through this torment?’
After surviving Li Wei’s physical torment, Grand Tutor Xu’s spiritual elbow strikes were still waiting for her.
Grand Tutor Xu was advanced in age, but he was in excellent spirits. Especially after returning to tutor the Little Emperor, their battles of wits seemed to visibly rejuvenate him, and he grew more invigorated with each bout.
At this point, Xiao Yang couldn’t be bothered with respecting her elders. She assigned every task imaginable to Grand Tutor Xu; she was one step short of making him mop the entire Imperial Palace.
But Grand Tutor Xu accepted every task without complaint, and no matter how busy he was, it never interfered with his lessons for the Emperor or his grading of her homework.
Xiao Yang sought out Rong Yin. Rong Yin was also her teacher, and she figured if she could switch her lessons to him, she could finally slack off.
But who knows what Grand Tutor Xu said to him. In the end, Rong Yin did indeed come to teach her—at the same time, alongside the Grand Tutor. And her homework was doubled.
In the dead of night, a crazed laugh echoed from within Zichen Palace: "Hahaha, all of you can just go die for Us!!!!"
The Palace Attendants, startled awake: "..."
’Her Majesty has finally been driven mad!’
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