Chapter 1121: Sister Wan'er's Entrustment

"You? Still a kid? Pfft!"

Li Wan'er gave Su Ran a scornful look. "In ancient times, emperors were mature enough to make soy sauce at eighteen. You're still pulling this on me? A big baby much?!"

"Wan'er, sister, your metaphor is a bit exaggerated. How can I compare to emperors? They were the esteemed Son of Heaven, with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines—one for each day, no repeats for a whole year. Just thinking about their lives makes me envious!"

"Listen to yourself, with such filthy thoughts, you dare to call yourself a kid? You know more about this stuff than I do, and you have the nerve to say it!"

Li Wan'er reached out intending to give Su Ran a noggin bop, but remembering his health condition, she sullenly withdrew her hand.

"I only know about this stuff because it's written in the history textbooks. Tenth-grade history, page 39, third paragraph, fourth line. Don't believe me? Look it up!"