Chapter 49 Boudoir Battle Suit Flashing Dragon Waist
[The money from Yujifang flowed into the Fengyi Palace's treasury like a rushing river.]
The energy point reminder sound of system 118 ding-dong sounded,
The joy was like beating gongs and drums to celebrate the fortune of Dongfang Yuning, the "walking gold mine." However, this lucky princess who turned everything into gold was obviously not satisfied with just being the queen of face cream who made a fortune every day.
Her little head, filled with fantastic ideas and as if connected to another dimension, began to brew a bigger and more shocking plan.
In the inner hall of Fengyi Palace, sunlight streamed through the delicate window lattices, spilling onto the soft Persian carpeted floor. Dongfang Yuning sat cross-legged on a soft couch, her image unremarkable. Before her lay a pile of papers covered in strange symbols (which only she and 118 understood) and scribbled drawings.
Dongfang Qiwu sat aside, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his calm gaze fixed on his sister, with a hint of imperceptible indulgence and expectation.
"Sister~"
Dongfang Yuning threw away the charcoal pencil and rubbed against Dongfang Qiwu, his big eyes shining brightly.
"I have a super-awesome idea! I can make a lot of money and do great things!"
"Oh? Tell me about it."
Dongfang Qiwu put down the teacup and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"I want to open a girls' college!"
Dongfang Yuning waved her hand with great momentum.
"There are two academies! One is the luxurious version for noble ladies, specifically for making money!"
"Lady's Deluxe Edition?"
Dongfang Qiwu raised his eyebrows in cooperation.
"right!"
Dongfang Yuning counted on his fingers and started to plan.
"We specialize in recruiting the top noble ladies in the capital and even the whole country! We invite the best female teachers to teach more than just the old-fashioned arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting!
We want to teach truly useful, hard-core skills! For example... advanced mathematics (accounting and financial management), overall planning (managing people and affairs), family business operations management, and high-end social and negotiation skills!
Of course, traditional poetry, song, flower arrangement, tea making, and court etiquette are also necessary, but the core is to train them to become elite wives who can manage the household affairs and even manage part of the family business independently in the future! This is the core competitiveness! Tuition fees, "
She smiled slyly.
"Of course, it has to be worthy of their status and the core competitiveness we will provide! It will definitely be a huge profit!"
There was a glint of light in Dongfang Qiwu's eyes.
"What about the other one?"
She asked.
"another,"
Dongfang Yuning's expression became serious and full of brilliance.
"It's a civilian women's class! Specifically designed to cultivate the foundation of our future business empire! Female workers? We want the most professional and efficient technical backbones! Female shopkeepers?
We need independent, cost-conscious business professionals! A housekeeper? We need management talent who can coordinate and assign people to the right positions!
Simple training within Yujifang is not enough. We need systematic crash courses, starting from literacy and arithmetic, to raw material identification, process flow, quality control, warehousing and logistics, basic marketing, human resources management... step by step!
Let them truly have the ability to settle down and change their destiny!"
She held Dongfang Qiwu's hand and said firmly:
"The tuition for the luxurious ladies' course will be used to support the operation of the civilian crash course! We take from the rich and use it for the people. We won't suffer any loss and can earn a good reputation. More importantly, we are paving the way for the future! Sister, what do you think?"
Dongfang Qiwu felt that the passion that had been dormant in his chest for many years was ignited again by his sister! "Okay!" Her voice was filled with a subtle excitement.
"Ning'er's proposal will benefit future generations! Sister fully supports it!"
"marvelous!"
Dongfang Yuning cheered, then narrowed his eyes like a little fox.
"But, we can't do this just by the two of us. We need to choose a location for the academy, enclose the land, build it, and most importantly - find the best teachers in the world! Especially those female teachers who are truly talented and knowledgeable and not pedantic! We need the help of important people!"
Dongfang Qiwu understood instantly:
"Leave the Master's affairs to me. I'll go find the Queen Mother! She's been managing the harem for many years, has a wide network of contacts, and her judgment of people is rare. As for enclosing land and building an academy..."
She paused slightly, her eyes turned towards the direction of the imperial study, and a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of her lips.
"Your brother-in-law... Tonight, I'll take care of him!"
Dongfang Yuning's eyes flickered, full of admiration for her sister's "fighting power" and excitement for watching the show:
"Sister, you're so awesome! Let's go! Let's go find the Queen Mother's advisor! And let's see how effective my new face mask is!"
Cining Palace.
The air was filled with the scent of sandalwood, and the atmosphere was peaceful. The Empress Dowager was comfortably reclining on a soft couch, her face coated with a cream as white as jade and exuding a delicate lotus fragrance—it was Dongfang Yuning's newly developed "Snow Lotus Jade Rejuvenating Facial Mask."
"Empress Dowager Advisor, how are you feeling? This new recipe adds Tianshan Snow Lotus and deep-sea pearls. Doesn't it make your face feel firmer and smoother, like a peeled egg?"
Dongfang Yuning came closer, her voice so sweet it was suffocating.
"Well, not bad, not bad, Ning girl is thoughtful."
The Queen Mother closed her eyes and sighed comfortably.
Just then, the sisters Dongfang Qiwu and Dongfang Yuning walked in.
"Mother Queen (Queen Mother Advisor)!"
The two saluted.
The Queen Mother opened her eyes and looked at them:
"You two monkeys! What's going on?"
Dongfang Yuning sweetly and softly poured out the plan for the women's college:
"...That's it! The luxurious classes for noble ladies make a lot of money, while the crash courses for commoners cultivate talents! The money of noble ladies supports the talented commoners! We don't suffer any loss!
All women in the world can benefit from this! Queen Mother's Advisor~ Don't you think this is amazing? The best female tutor in the world is all thanks to your discerning eye! "
After hearing this, the Queen Mother sat up straight, not caring about the cream that fell off, and slapped her thigh and said repeatedly:
"Good! Good! Good! Oh my! My little Ning'er! What kind of magical ideas are in your little head?! This idea is great! It's brilliant!"
She looked at Dongfang Qiwu:
"Qiwu, do you think this is feasible?"
The dignified and blessed body of the Eastern Qiwu:
"My son, your majesty, believes this will benefit both the present and future generations. It will not only elevate the status of women, but also cultivate talents for the country. However, the selection of this tutor requires your majesty's discerning eye."
"Hahaha! Don't worry! I'll take care of the Master's affairs!"
The Queen Mother waved her hand majestically.
"I'm going to dig up all my old connections and find you a group of talented, open-minded female tutors! I guarantee they'll all be top-notch!"
"Thank you, Queen Mother! You are the best advisor in the world!"
Dongfang Yuning cheered.
The Queen Mother smiled, looked at Dongfang Qiwu, then at Dongfang Yuning, and said jokingly:
"Master, I've taken care of the money and land for building the academy... Qiwu, has Ning'er prepared the battle suit for your brother-in-law? Tonight, it's all up to you!"
The Queen Mother smiled mischievously.
A faint blush appeared on Dongfang Qiwu's fair cheeks, and he nodded slightly:
"Don't worry, mother. Ning'er... has already prepared everything."
Dongfang Yuning was making faces and laughing like a little mouse that had stolen oil.
That night, Fengyi Palace.
The candlelight was deliberately dimmed, leaving only a few hazy palace lanterns. The air was filled with the "Phantom Orchid" fragrance specially blended by Dongfang Yuning.
Dongfang Qiwu stood before a massive floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror. The woman in the mirror, her hair slightly loose, wore the Yueji Pavilion's top-tier, limited-edition boudoir outfit—the Moonlight Firefly Phantom Edition.
The fabric is a woven fabric of extremely rare and precious South China Sea ice shark silk and Western Region phantom light yarn, as thin as a cicada's wing, presenting a flowing, hazy texture that resembles a blend of moonlight and starlight. The bold and exquisite tailoring perfectly outlines her exquisite and undulating curves.
The deep V-neckline, embellished with tiny luminescent pearls, extends to the waist. The waist is cinched in tightly, and the hem is short in front and long in the back, like a flowing cloud. The shimmering gauze creates a shimmering, graceful light and shadow as it moves. The vines and epiphyllum patterns embroidered with luminescent silk thread on the ice shark silk, with dots of fluorescent light floating and flowing, exudes a cool, mysterious, holy, and alluring charm!
Dongfang Qiwu looked at the figure in the mirror that looked like a beauty under the moon, his heart beat faster and his cheeks flushed.
“Squeak—”
The palace door was gently pushed open.
Nangong Yu walked in. As soon as he stepped into the inner hall, his eyes were firmly captured by the dreamlike figure in front of the mirror!
In an instant, Nangong Yu felt his brain buzz! The blood in his body seemed to boil instantly!
"Wu...Wu'er..."
His voice was dry and hoarse, his Adam's apple rolled violently, and his eyes were burning with flames! He felt an irresistible force driving him, and he suddenly pounced towards the moonlit phantom! His steps were completely out of control because of his excessive eagerness!
However, just when he was about to touch that slender waist——
“Crack! Ouch—!”
A crisp sound of dislocated bones, accompanied by a wail of pain, astonishment and extreme embarrassment, suddenly exploded!
Nangong Yu was seen frozen in place in an extremely twisted and funny posture!
He tightly covered his lower back with one hand, his handsome face was completely distorted by severe pain and shame, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his body was in a strange "＜" shape, unable to move!
The severe pain instantly made him fall from the peak of passion to the mortal world, leaving him in a mess!
Dongfang Qiwu was also stunned:
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
Nangong Yu gasped in pain, feeling ashamed and angry to death!
“No…it’s okay!”
He endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, tried to straighten up, but collapsed again in pain.
Dongfang Qiwu looked at his miserable appearance of trying to hold on, sighed, walked forward, and carefully held his arm.
"Your Majesty... please sit down first."
The voice was cold, but with a hint of helplessness.
Dongfang Qiwu's inner thoughts:
[Alas, my waist... seems to be really failing? Ning'er is right, it's just my age?]
Nangong Yu: “…”
He roared inwardly: [I'm in my prime! I'm excited! My battle suit is ridiculous! Wu'er, don't listen to that little bastard Ning'er's fantasies!]
With the help of Dongfang Qiwu, he moved step by step, grinning, and sat down on the couch in an awkward posture.
"Announce...Announce the Imperial Physician..."
He was out of breath.
Nangong Yu's heart was filled with tears and he roared madly:
[Dongfang Yuning! You little bastard! Little devil! I'm not done with you! What a lousy suit you're wearing! Are you trying to murder your own brother-in-law?!]
This is the second time! My waist! My face! Ahhhh! Wuer must think I can’t take it anymore! It’s so frustrating! So frustrating! I am the most aggrieved emperor in the world! No doubt about it!]
The next day, the Golden Palace.
The atmosphere at the morning court was more eerie and tense than ever before. The air was filled with an invisible scent of laughter.
Nangong Yu sat upright on the dragon throne, trying to straighten his back. However, everyone could see that His Majesty was "unusual"!
He sat stiffly, as if his waist were crammed with iron, afraid to lean back completely, his body leaning slightly forward. His brows were etched with the strain of suppressed pain, and when he raised his hands or leaned sideways, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
There was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead. Especially when he looked at Dongfang Yuning, who was trying to lower his head and shrugged his shoulders suspiciously, his eyes were extremely complicated: anger, embarrassment, frustration, warning, and pleading!
Combined with the emperor's contented appearance yesterday (when his back was better), the news that the queen had stayed over, and the rumors of an old injury... a perfectly plausible truth exploded in the ministers' minds: His Majesty's excessive excitement last night had caused a relapse of an old injury, a second flashback! A scene of social demise!
The entire court was filled with a strong smell of gourmet food! The ministers looked at their noses, their noses at their hearts, their expressions solemn as if in national mourning, but their shoulders were shaking violently and uncontrollably!
Holding back laughter has become the most painful practice! Everyone’s inner thoughts:
[I saw it! I guessed it! But I dare not laugh! I dare not say it! I will kill all my clans!]
Nangong Yu took a deep breath, which affected his waist. The pain almost broke him. He tried to make his voice steady and majestic:
"Gentlemen, please stand. I have a matter to discuss today."
He deliberately ignored a certain direction and said aloud:
"Princess Fuxing, Dongfang Yuning, cares deeply about the country and offers a wise proposal. She intends to establish the Yuxiu Women's College, with two divisions: the Yuxiu Pavilion's noble ladies' class and the Yucaiyuan's commoner class."
My heart was bleeding: [Eight hundred thousand taels! My private money! All for shutting up Wu'er and that little ancestor!]
He forced himself to announce the decision to enclose 100 hectares of land and allocate 800,000 taels of funds.
The ministers understood: [As expected, it's the Princess's handiwork again! Your Majesty has gone all out!]
However, at this moment——
Dongfang Yuning, standing at the head of Danbi, lowered her head, her inner drama already engaged in a frantic rant and live broadcast mode with System 118! Her inner voice, like the most explosive live broadcast, was poured unreservedly and forcibly into the ears of everyone present!
Dongfang Yuning's heart was as excited as a wild civet in a melon field:
[118! 118! Quick! Here comes the point! My sister's "Moonlight Firefly Phantom Edition" nuclear weapons project was a huge success! The academy approved it! 800,000 taels! My brother-in-law is bleeding money!]
But! Hahahaha! Scan him! Look at the way he's sitting! He's as stiff as a log!
That back, absolutely dare not bend even a little! That complexion, red with blue, blue with black, black with purple! Wonderful! So wonderful! And the look in that eye when it looked at me was filled with the sorrowful resentment of "little ancestor, please spare me!" Hahahaha!
Last night's battle was absolutely brutal beyond imagination! So brutal that even Old Dragon's waist gave out! It's the second time! History repeats itself with surprising regularity! I tell you, when you get older, you have to accept your age. Your waist strength can't keep up with the surging passion, right? Excitement is the devil, brother-in-law!
Instantly, the sound of a pin drop could be heard in the Golden Throne Hall! All the ministers froze, staring at the ground, their bodies shaking even more violently! Oh my God! The princess...
In her mind, she was publicly condemning His Majesty! It was over! His Majesty was going mad! He couldn't laugh! He absolutely couldn't laugh! It would kill him!
System 118's electronic voice was calm and still:
[Host, target person 'Nangong Yu' body scan analysis completed. Diagnosis consistent with acute lumbar muscle strain combined with mild lumbar facet joint disorder (commonly known as severe lumbar sprain).]
Pain index: 7/10. Facial micro-expression analysis: The pain tolerance micro-expression group persists, accounting for 85%; the shame and anger micro-expression accounts for 72%; when the host mentions keywords such as "second time", "old age", and "waist strength", the pupil dilation rate is 300% and the heart rate increases by 45%.
Overall Verdict: Fear of social death and mental critique have reached their peak. Conclusion: Last night's plan inflicted a devastating physical and mental blow on the target.
The ministers collectively gasped inwardly:
Hiss! A double devastating blow! Peak fear of social death! It's over, it's over, I can feel the dark energy coming out of His Majesty! My abdominal muscles hurt from trying so hard to hold back my laughter! Someone started pinching their thighs!
Dongfang Yuning almost suffocated from laughing:
[Hahahaha! Double devastating blow! 118, you summed it up perfectly! Physical and mental double crit! Bro-in-law is in terrible shape! And the fear of social death peaks!]
He must be wishing he could die right now! Hahaha! You have to accept your age. This waist, just like that old house, looks solid, but if you get excited and use a little force, it will give up!
Not only is her endurance lacking, but her explosive power is also... Oh, it seems my sister has a long way to go before she can have a 'happy' life in the future!
I need to research some tiger bone wine and ten-ingredient tonic soup to send to my brother-in-law later? Comes with instructions: 'Brother-in-law, take care of your dragon waist, a steady stream of water will last a long time'? Hahaha!]
"puff!"
The Minister of War couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief! He covered his mouth tightly, his face flushed red, and he fell to his knees! Nangong Yu's murderous gaze instantly fixed on him! His face was completely black!
System 118:
[…The main cause of this injury was a specific high-stimulus situation (visual temptation intensity SSS+, emotional excitement MAX), resulting in a severe loss of control over movement patterns (core instability, excessive force at an awkward angle)…
Recommendations: Standardize movement pattern training, strengthen core stability and flexibility, and thoroughly warm up and prepare mentally before high-intensity activities...]
Standardized movement patterns?! Core instability?! Excessive force and awkward angles?! Warming up before a high-intensity activity?! The ministers' facial expressions completely failed! Their faces were distorted!
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian lowered his head, his shoulders shaking like leaves in the wind. Nangong Ye's face was expressionless, but his clenched fists were white-knuckled. Beads of sweat formed at Dongfang Liezheng's temples.
Dongfang Yuning slapped his thigh and laughed wildly:
[Poof! Standardized movement pattern? 118 Are you a devil? Do you want my sister to demonstrate the movements to my brother-in-law next time?
Your Majesty, please follow my lead. Step one, take a deep breath. Step two, keep your lower body steady. Step three, exert force from your waist at a steady speed… The image is so beautiful I can't even imagine it! Hahaha! And a full warm-up?
Are 50 squats enough? My brother-in-law is doing it while my sister, in her combat uniform, cheers him on? Hahahaha! Help! I'm dying of laughter!
It's even more embarrassing to have a back injury like this at the peak of your physiological function~~ Brother-in-law! This proves that you are pure... your technique is not good enough! Hahaha! Your technique is not good enough!]
The words "poor skills" resounded like thunder! The air in the throne room froze! The ministers felt a surge of intense fear and explosive laughter rushing straight to their heads!
Some people started rolling their eyes! Nangong Yu's face turned from black to purple and then to blue, veins on his forehead throbbing, and his hand holding the dragon chair trembled violently! He stared at Dongfang Yuning!
Dongfang Yuning's voice: A skilled finisher:
Look at him now, holding onto his 'invisible waist', trying to maintain his dignity while grimacing in pain. It's so... pitiful! I really want to give him a pure gold waist guard inlaid with emeralds?
The inscription on it reads: Brother-in-law Dragon Waist, a precious treasure of the Yan Kingdom, handle with care? Hahaha!]
"Puff—cough cough cough!"
The Minister of Rites choked on his saliva and collapsed to the ground! The entire court was instantly filled with coughs, gasps, and groans! Everyone lowered their heads, their bodies trembling wildly!
The scene was in complete chaos! Nangong Yu's vision went dark, and he felt a sharp pain in his lower back and a tightness in his chest! He slammed the armrest of the dragon chair, which affected his waist. The pain was so severe that he saw stars. He used all his strength and squeezed out a hoarse and distorted roar from between his teeth:
"Retreat—towards—!!!"
Before he finished speaking, Nangong Yu almost gritted his teeth and, supported by his personal eunuch, staggered out of the Golden Palace in an extremely stiff and awkward posture as if he was escaping at any time.
The ministers behind him were so exhausted from trying to hold back their laughter that they were hurt, their facial expressions completely broken, and they were gasping for breath as if they had just survived a disaster, as well as the one who was still muttering in his heart
"Brother-in-law, don't your waist hurt when you run so fast?"
Princess Fuxing with an innocent face.
The most socially destructive, aggrieved, and hilarious morning court session in the history of Yan State finally came to an end amidst eerie silence and suppressed trembling.
The shocking news about the Emperor's "poor skills" and "the dragon's waist must be handled with care" will become a top secret that all the ministers present will never forget, but they will never dare to disclose even a little bit - especially not let the little princess who is still happily enjoying the melon in her heart know anything!
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