Qin Dynasty: I am the First Emperor, starting with the Moon Goddess.

"Ahem, just tell me what's wrong, and I'll do my best to help you."

If the Grand Master of Fate continues to cause trouble, I might as well give up on my meditation.

Seeing Ying Zheng back down, Da Siming laughed even harder, burying her face in his neck and giggling like a goose.

Her warm body trembled slightly in his arms, but Ying Zheng was somewhat annoyed by her laughter. He reached out and pinched her cheek, saying irritably:

"Get to the point quickly, stop me from cultivating."

The Grand Master of Fate stopped fooling around. She had also sensed these past few days that Ying Zheng's state of mind was somewhat unstable.

Seeing that he was feeling a bit agitated again, she held back, though she had originally intended to bring up the matter of the Eastern Emperor. Instead, she gave him a light kiss on the cheek and smiled, saying:

"Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to keep Your Majesty company while you cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at her. "What is it?"

Seeing Ying Zheng press for an answer, the Grand Master of Fate stuck out her tongue and whispered somewhat shyly:

"Ahem, it's just that, Your Majesty, when you're dealing with Donghuang, could you please inform me?"

She blinked her big eyes and asked with some anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was furious. He had thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be nothing.

Enraged, he slapped Da Siming on the buttocks.

"Nonsense!"

The High Priestess gave a light snort, rubbed her hand against his palm, and then said jokingly:

"Hmph, Your Majesty is also a hypocrite."

He was clearly very excited, but he pretended to be angry.

Seeing that Ying Zheng's eyes had become slightly aggressive, Da Siming immediately stopped being mischievous and said, "Hehe, Your Majesty, then I will not disturb your cultivation."

As she spoke, she ran away from his arms and then slipped to the other side of the pavilion to sit cross-legged.

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at her, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Behave yourself, stop making trouble."

After saying that, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the High Priestess chuckled softly. She rested her chin on her hands, blinked her bright eyes, and gazed at Ying Zheng with adoration.

……

As night fell, the chirping of insects could be heard from time to time in the garden.

Ying Zheng exhaled a breath of stale air, slowly opened his eyes, and saw the Grand Master of Fate looking at him with a smile.

He felt a warmth in his heart, stood up and stepped forward, extending his large hand to her.

"Aren't you tired of looking at this for so long?"

Upon hearing this, the High Priestess blinked her charming eyes, chuckled softly, and then placed her small hand into his palm.

Using the momentum to stand up, Da Siming took the opportunity to link arms with her.

"Who can blame me when Your Majesty is so handsome? I can't bear to look away."

Her voice was sweet and charming, with a hint of teasing.

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at her, a calm smile on his face.

Asking for flowers

After a day of meditation, I finally managed to calm my mind again.

"Where are they?"

The High Priestess stretched and said with a smile, "Everyone's been waiting for you~"

The usually alluring Da Siming now seemed to have shed her charm, her perfect face now displaying a gentle and serene temperament.

The radiant moonlight, bypassing the branches and leaves, fell upon her jade-white skin, giving it a faint glow.

Ying Zheng was momentarily stunned. "So this is what you look like when you're quiet~"

Perhaps it's because the enchanting aura of a femme fatale is so deeply ingrained in my mind that she possesses a striking beauty in contrast.

The High Priestess chuckled and gave him a reproachful look, saying irritably, "Isn't it all for you?"

As she spoke, she leaned in and bit Ying Zheng's lips.

Ying Zheng was amused by her naivety and jokingly said:

"Then I must thank you."

The High Priestess gave a soft hum, her eyebrows slightly raised, a faint smile on her face.

The two chatted and laughed as they arrived at the food court.

The place was bustling again as a group of women calmed down their strange emotions.

Upon seeing Ying Zheng arrive, they all looked over.

"Your Majesty~"

"Brother Zheng, you've come!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

A group of stunningly beautiful women approached, their smiles ranging from reserved to gentle.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; these days were damn wonderful to the extreme!

Seeing that Ying Zheng seemed a little off, Yan Fei reached out and touched his forehead, asking with concern:

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

The gentle voice echoed in his ears, and Ying Zheng came back to his senses. He took Yan Fei's small hand and kissed her warm and fragrant face.

"Haha, I'm fine, I'm in a great mood right now~"

Being kissed in front of everyone, Yan Fei's eyes flashed with shyness. She reached out her small hand and patted Ying Zheng's shoulder, chuckling softly.

"Your Majesty~".

Chapter 127 Let's just make do

At this moment, Ying Zheng was in a great mood. With such a group of beautiful women by his side, he couldn't be happier.

With his mind completely stabilized, he was able to better perceive changes in emotions and feelings, which made him laugh even more happily.

At this moment, the women, seeing Yan Fei's slightly embarrassed appearance, all covered their mouths and laughed.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng's eyes widened slightly. He hugged Lady Hu beside him, kissed her on the cheek, and said with a teasing smile:

"Dare to laugh at Consort Yan? Today I will bestow my favors equally upon all."

As he spoke, ignoring Madam Hu's slightly flushed face and annoyed stomping feet, he grabbed Mingzhu, who was trying to run away.

boo~

"Haha, none of you are going to escape."

He kissed Mingzhu on the cheek and then rushed into the crowd.

In an instant, the palace was filled with exclamations and giggles.

"Your Majesty, please stop chasing me."

"Hmm~"

Those who had suffered the misfortune stood by, watching the lively scene, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your Majesty is being too reckless."

Yan Lingji covered her face, smiling reproachfully.

Yan Fei ruffled her hair and covered her mouth with a laugh, "This is a tyrant, is this the first time you've known?"

With all the beautiful women having met their demise, Honglian and Nongyu, along with Shaosiming, were cornered against the wall.

Seeing the lipstick marks all over Ying Zheng's face, Nongyu blushed slightly, avoided Ying Zheng's smiling eyes, took a few steps forward, squeezed into his arms, and then gave him a sweet kiss.

"Hehe, I like Brother Zheng the most."

Ying Zheng patted her head with satisfaction, "Good girl~"

As he spoke, he glanced at the group of beautiful women watching the show. They had no sense at all. Look how proactive Xiaoyu was! She was forcing him to take action.

Seeing this, Honglian also leaned over and kissed her, then slipped away like a slippery fish and ran behind Yanfei.

"Hehe, Brother Zheng is a big bad guy."

Upon hearing this, Yanfei and the others all nodded in agreement, glaring at Ying Zheng with critical eyes.

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at Hong Lian, then looked at Shao Siming in the corner.

She wore a light purple short skirt, and her increasingly full breasts stretched the front of her dress so wide that they revealed a smooth, snowy curve.

Her long, shapely legs were encased in clean white stockings. She seemed a little nervous at the moment, and her delicate, pink toes curled up like silkworms inside her crystal high heels.