My wife is Wu Zetian

Li Siwen was also drunk. If Li Yanran asked him to kneel down now, he would kneel down without saying a word.

But the problem is that Li Yanran probably won't agree.

"You bastard, if you let your father know that you are begging for mercy because of your little gentleman, then if he doesn't break your legs, I will take your last name."

Li Yanran raised her eyebrows and shouted directly at Li Siwen.

"Brother Li, you are being a bit unkind. Shouldn't my surname still be Li? This is not right!"

"You still dare to talk back to me, come here quickly, I have to help your father take care of you!

If you dare not come over, I will immediately transfer you back to Chang'an and send you to your father's hands. "

"I promise I will do it myself, you can't force me!"

Li Siwen sighed, now he could only bite the bullet and eat.

Slowly walking to the table, under Li Yanran's fierce gaze, she picked up another piece of bitter melon and put it into her mouth.

There was no need to chew this thing, the bitter taste had already taken over his mouth.

It's too delicious.

How could there be such food? What was the difference between it and coptis? He really didn't know.

Is it true that some people would eat medicinal materials as food?

The most important thing is that this thing is so big that it is impossible to swallow it alive.

It has to be chewed up.

This Brother Li is really trying to trick people, and he is completely convinced.

Seeing Li Siwen's face twisted together, Li Yanran was also smiling.

This is the consequence of deceiving yourself.

"Don't just eat that. The king and his subjects must be in harmony with each other. Eat some shallots!"

"I know!"

Li Siwen nodded depressedly, and could only pick up a chopstick of onions and put it into his mouth.

Originally, the onion should not taste bad, but compared to the bitter melon, Li Siwen felt that it was not bad.

Although it is a bit spicy, there is a hint of sweetness in the spiciness.

Yes, it's sweet.

Now Li Siwen seemed to see a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope that he wouldn't have to eat anything after eating this.

Enduring the bitterness of the bitter melon, coupled with the pungency and sweetness of the onions, Li Siwen quickly began to consume the two uncles in front of him.

Seeing Li Siwen devouring the food, Li Yanran was stunned, and so was Li Feng.

Does this guy have such great endurance?

You’re not afraid of lemon juice, and now you’re not even afraid of bitter melon and onions?

This guy is no longer ruthless, but a little more ruthless. He can be called the Tang Dynasty version of the werewolf.

Great, really great.

It seems that I can't use bitter melon to treat him next time. If that doesn't work, I'll have a bitter collection.

Gather coptis, andrographis paniculata, bitter melon, and everything else together and squeeze it into juice.

I still don’t believe it, I can’t cure you.

"I've finished eating! Ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Siwen felt a sense of vomiting coming over him, covered his mouth and ran outside.

Then there was an overwhelming feeling. Even if Li Yanran didn't smell it, she still felt a little nauseous.

The psychological effects are far greater than the physical effects.

too disgusting.

"Your Highness, you are too cruel!"

Di Renjie also shuddered when he saw Li Siwen's miserable appearance.

Good guy, this Highness is also invincible. I really don’t know where she knew this.

"Are you cruel? You don't know that he scared me so much in the morning that I almost had a cramp.

If he is not treated well, he will never rebel in the future. "

Li Yanran waved his hand, feeling that it was light.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do next?"

Di Renjie didn't discuss this issue with him, so Li Siwen took care of it. The key was what Dou Zheng should do next.

"What should we do? Didn't Dou Zheng give us a list? Send people to check the situation of these people first.

When it's time, get someone for me.

One by one, I will pull out the radish and bring out the mud, and no one can escape! "

Li Yanran glanced at Di Renjie, why should you ask me what to do in this situation?

Isn't this thing just a conclusive piece of evidence, the process of taking someone away?

Don't you understand?

"I understand, but these soldiers and horses from Luoyang should not be used. I hope to use your forbidden army, so as to ensure that the matter will not be exposed."

Di Renjie saluted and asked Li Yanran for permission to activate the imperial army.

"Well, just do whatever you have to do. The soldiers and horses in Luoyang are indeed unusable. I allow you to call in the imperial army to thoroughly investigate the case."

"Here!"

Di Renjie turned around and left.

"Li Siwen, haven't you vomited enough yet?"

After Di Renjie left, Li Yanran also shouted outside.

"Miss, Li Siwen ran away!"

"You deserve this stick. I'm tired. Let's go back and rest."

Li Siwen swung his tongue as he ran, as if letting the wind blow his tongue could relieve the bitterness.

"Fan Ze, your uncle's property, get out of here!"

Rushing to the back kitchen, Li Siwen shouted directly inside.

"It's over, Xiao Langjun came to settle the accounts, so he said I was going to buy groceries!"

Hearing this roar, Fan Ze was also startled, and at the same time he started to blame Li Yanran in his heart.

After all, he also ran away through the back door immediately.

If he is caught, he will at least be beaten.

A hero does not suffer immediate losses, so the Thirty-six Strategies are the best. Go outside and hide first.

"Master, you ran away, what should we do?"

Seeing Fan Ze running away, more than a dozen people in the kitchen were all dumbfounded.

How could you do this, how could you do this? You are afraid of being beaten, aren’t we afraid?

"You can do whatever you like, just have fun while you're at it!"

Fan Ze's voice also floated from a distance, and then he disappeared.

"Fan Ze, if you don't come out, I will burn the kitchen down!"

Seeing that no one came out, Li Siwen's eyes almost exploded.

Some are suffering, some are aggrieved, and some are angry.

Just do what co-author Li Yanran says, right?

Cut into such big pieces, why don't you let me perform a show of swallowing them alive?

If this evil fire were released today, he would be pissed to death.

"What should I do? Senior brother?"

A group of people set their sights on Fan Ze's eldest disciple Zhuang Ming.

"Hey, bring me the sweet soup."

Zhuang Ming also sighed, asked someone to bring the sweet soup, and then walked out with the bowl in hand.

"You said that senior brother will not be beaten to death by Xiaolangjun!"

"That gentleman's dish is really unpalatable, so disgusting!"

"I don't know. I can only say that Senior Brother is going well."

A group of people looked at Zhuang Ming's back and sighed.

"Xiao Xiaolangjun!"

Zhuang Ming also shuddered when he looked at Li Siwen waving his tongue.

"Zhuang Ming, why is it you, that old bastard Fan Ze! Let him get out of here!"

Seeing Zhuang Ming's figure, Li Siwen also glared at him.

"Great."

"What's bigger? Let me ask you about Fan Ze."

"Master, he went to buy groceries and won't be back until a while!"

Zhuang Ming sighed and had no choice but to explain.

"Going to buy groceries? This old bastard was sure that I would cause trouble for him, so he ran away in advance!"

When he heard that Fan Ze had gone to buy groceries, Li Siwen also slapped him.

"what is this?"

But when he saw the small bowl in Zhuang Ming's hand, he stopped.

"Young Master, this is the sweet soup that the master specially ordered for you before he left.

When the young man was chopping vegetables, he tasted it himself and immediately ordered someone to make this. He knew you would come, so he asked us to prepare it in advance.

In fact, the master chef originally cut the slices into thin slices, but the chef didn’t allow it, so there was nothing we could do! "

Zhuang Ming hurriedly handed over the sweet soup.

"It's almost there!"

Li Siwen took the sweet soup and drank it in one gulp. In an instant, he felt much clearer, and the bitter taste in his mouth seemed to be diluted.

"Xiao Langjun, how are you?"

Seeing Li Siwen's expression softening, Zhuang Ming plucked up the courage to ask.

Li Siwen waved his hand and slapped Zhuang Ming on the head.

"???"

Zhuang Ming was stunned. What was going on with this slap? He didn't seem to have done anything inappropriate.

"How dare you ask? Why don't you give it to me soon?"

"Here!"

When he heard the refill, Zhuang Ming was also smart and ran back with the bowl in hand.

"Quick, quick, quick! Bring on the sweet soup, I want to drink it!"

"Here!"

Now everyone was energetic and hurriedly brought sweet soup to refill their bowls.

After drinking several bowls in a row, Li Siwen felt that his mouth was full of sweetness.

"Finally comfortable!"

Li Siwen sat on the stone bench, feeling very comfortable.

"Xiao Langjun, do you feel better?"

Zhuang Ming looked at Li Siwen and felt relieved.

It seems that this young man should feel comfortable. If he feels comfortable, he won't need to be beaten.

"That's pretty much it. Tell Fan Ze and I'll remember it for him. When he comes back, I'll have to whip him!"

Li Siwen slapped him again, said a harsh word, stood up and left.

"Here!"

Zhuang Ming only received two slaps, which was still acceptable.

If his master were here, it would be hard for him to imagine what kind of storm it would be.

Master, master, you owe me a big favor. It will be up to you whether you can teach me how to use your nine-turn large intestine at the bottom of the box.

Dou Zheng was taken care of by Li Siwen, and the news that he would be removed from office and punished and not allowed to leave Luoyang began to grow crazily, and soon the officials in Luoyang learned about it.

After hearing this, everyone said it was impossible not to be afraid, especially those who usually had a good relationship with Dou Zheng.

No one knows how much the other party knows about him or whether he has given himself away.

As a result, the threshold of Dou's house became bustling, with people constantly coming in and out, asking for the reason.

But at this moment, Dou Zheng's face was covered with blood, and he didn't look like a human or a ghost. Everyone who saw him felt the same way.

It's so cruel, how could this be done?

Looking at the people in front of him, Dou Zheng also had thoughts.

He had promised Li Siwen to compensate Li Siwen with five thousand taels of gold. He could afford such a large amount of money, but he would be very distressed.

Now that these enemies are here, we must let them share some of the burden for us.

"Dou Canjun, are you okay?"