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

Duanmu Rong looked away guiltily. "Ahem, I didn't, don't talk nonsense..."

Wei Qianqian giggled and tickled the other person's skin, "You little hussy, you're asking for it~"

On the serene lakeside, three delicate figures intertwined, their melodious laughter occasionally drifting through the air.

Chapter 138 Let's get together! Let's vent your anger!

On the palace wall, the Grand Master of Fate held a photo stone in one hand, her delicate body leaning against a stone-carved auspicious beast.

A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a chilly sensation. Da Siming shifted her silk-clad legs uncomfortably.

"Phew~ I never expected Donghuang to be like this~"

The High Priest played with the photographic stone in his palm, his eyes shimmering like water and mist.

In the distance, amidst the misty fog, Donghuang squinted, his tall, voluptuous body rising and falling slightly.

She exhaled slowly, her fragrant breath rippling across her vast expanse of flesh, creating snow-white waves.

Am I going to die?

A captivating blush spread across Donghuang's cold and beautiful face as she murmured absentmindedly.

Seemingly somewhat fearful and resistant, she subconsciously rubbed the King of Qin's head.

It's as if you're reluctant to let go, yet also as if you're controlling it to prevent it from going crazy.

Seeing her like this, Ying Zheng was amused.

Is this the adorable contrast between a cold beauty and a cute personality? It's absolutely irresistible.

Ying Zheng leaned down slightly and gave her a light kiss on the lips, then moved her little hand away and gently moved it away.

Are you dreaming?

Ying Zheng looked directly into her eyes and teased her with a smile.

Donghuang breathed heavily, slightly regaining her senses. Just as she was about to speak to stop Ying Zheng, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she bit her lip, unable to utter a word.

Her cool gaze was both fierce and adorable as she stared at Ying Zheng.

"Haha, Donghuang, how can you be so cute?"

Ying Zheng absolutely loved this contrast, and his blood surged for a moment.

With his fair nostrils flaring, Donghuang turned his head to the side, as if in silent defiance.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh. Was this what they meant by saying one thing but doing another? He could clearly sense that the rules within the secret realm were crushing him.

Under the starlight, it was like a silent mime.

Apart from that, there was only the soft chirping of insects and the continuous croaking of frogs.

Time flowed slowly, and Donghuang's body trembled slightly. At a certain moment, his gaze swept over the distant palace wall.

The Great Master of Fate?!

In an instant, her beautiful eyes widened, and her tall, voluptuous body froze.

"Your Majesty...the High Priest is here..."

Donghuang shuddered. What terrified her even more was that Da Siming, seeing that she had been discovered, proudly waved the recording stone in his hand.

Her heart instantly filled with panic, and her voluptuous body trembled with fear.

"Hehe, Donghuang didn't expect this, did he?"

The charming voice of the High Priestess came from afar.

At this moment, Donghuang had no time to care about Da Siming. She slightly raised her neck, her fair nostrils flaring rapidly.

Seeing this, Da Siming rolled her eyes. She had really lost out this time; she had just given him a huge assist.

After a long while, Donghuang groaned and collapsed onto the white jade steps.

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with respect as he looked at Donghuang. Good heavens, this was definitely the longest-lasting breakthrough he had ever seen.

Seeing that Donghuang had finished his breakthrough, Da Siming's quiet voice rang out again, "Ugh, I'm so sleepy, I'm leaving."

As she spoke, she leisurely stood up and patted the dust off her plump buttocks.

Upon hearing this, Donghuang turned to look at Yingzheng, her cold and beautiful eyes carrying a hint of vulnerability.

Ying Zheng gently pinched her cheek to comfort her, then casually waved his hand, and a streak of spiritual energy flew out like a serpent, grabbing the Great Master of Fate by the back of her neck and pulling her back.

"You did something bad and you think you can just run away? Too late."

Ying Zheng pinched her soft neck and teased her with a smile.

Suddenly grabbed from afar, Da Siming gasped softly. Looking at Ying Zheng's smiling face, she gave him a charmingly reproachful look.

"Your Majesty, could you please give me some face?"

He grabbed her by the neck like she was a cat. Didn't the High Priestess have any dignity?!

As she spoke, she lifted her silk-clad little foot and stepped on Donghuang's slightly red buttocks again.

"Hmph, Donghuang, you've finally met your match."

Seeing the fairy's arrogant little face, Ying Zheng couldn't help but roll his eyes at her, then laughed and threw her into the pool.

"Needs to be disciplined~"

The High Priestess emerged from the hot spring water, somewhat disheveled, and wiped the water off her face.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

As the hour deepened, the temperature cooled down a bit, and the aquatic plants by the pond were covered with a light frost.

The faint fragrance mixed with a familiar scent made Da Siming swallow hard.

When she looked up again, Ying Zheng was gone. "Your Majesty?"

The High Priestess called out in confusion, but the next moment, she sensed a sharp and domineering aura coming from behind her.

Before she could turn around, the attack came.

puff!

Swords pierced through her body, and Da Siming's beautiful eyes widened in shock, feeling as if she were about to suffocate.

A violent aura raged wildly within her body, seemingly intent on destroying everything.

733 In the blink of an eye, Da Siming completely lost the power to resist.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's voice came softly, "Eastern Emperor, watch me help you vent your anger."

Upon hearing this, Donghuang propped himself up and reached out to embrace Da Siming. "Your Majesty, let it go."

"I already owe her."

Nestled in her arms, Da Siming bit her lip, feeling her strength rapidly draining away. Annoyed, she opened her mouth and bit the other woman.

"I...don't need you..."

The Great Master of Fate glared defiantly with her beautiful eyes, her body trembling from her severe injuries, causing even the Eastern Emperor to wince in pain.

"If you want revenge, I'll take it."

Donghuang frowned slightly, her expression cold and aloof, but her small hands gently comforted Da Siming.

"Hmph~ You just wait."

The High Priestess defiantly uttered harsh words, but her voice began to falter.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh, and he unleashed his raging blood energy, continuously destroying the opponent's defenses.

Then he raised his hand and slapped him a few more times, saying with a smile:

"Still being stubborn~"

The High Priestess shuddered from the blow, and with difficulty, turned her head to glare at him.

Chapter 139 The Eastern Emperor's Strength Exhausted

The next day, as the first rays of dawn streamed through the window, Ying Zheng slowly woke up and stretched comfortably.

As he turned slightly, he was brushed against the face by Donghuang's smooth, snow-white flesh. Ying Zheng subconsciously kissed her, and then sat up.

She removed the small, slightly clenched hand from her body.

At this moment, the palace maids quietly entered through the palace gate.

"May Your Majesty be well!"

Ying Zheng nodded indifferently, crawled out from under the black and white silk shoes, stood on the carpet, and let the palace maids help him change into his imperial robes.

After a while, Da Siming, feeling the emptiness in her arms, sat up, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Your Majesty, why are you up so early?"

As she spoke, she curled up and hugged Ying Zheng, rubbing against him lazily a couple of times.

The usually charming, lively, and alluring fairy, in her half-awake state, possesses a unique and endearing gentleness.