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

As the Grand Master of Fate passed by Donghuang, he reached out and pinched her ample bosom, chuckling and scolding her in an annoyed tone:

"What are you pretending for? You haven't forgotten what happened yesterday, have you?"

When this old woman goes crazy, she's incredibly unrestrained and exhilarating; it's terrifying.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Donghuang's cold face.

Just as I was about to say something, Yan Lingji let out a sound of pain, followed by her rapid breathing.

"This is like getting on a pirate ship..."

Donghuang paused for a moment, looking at Yanlingji who was surrounded by divine fire, and murmured softly.

……

With Donghuang joining for the first time, the atmosphere was as lively as ever. Apart from the initial farce, the group of demonesses did not cause any trouble for the rest of the time.

This relieved Donghuang, since although yesterday's events were absurd, they were still happening in private.

This blatant approach was almost unbearable for her.

Soon, the banquet ended, and the group of beautiful women left resentfully. Before leaving, Mingzhu gave the King of Qin a fierce squeeze and sighed softly.

"Ah~"

Nongyu stared longingly at Ying Zheng, her appetite had been whetted this afternoon, and she felt a little itchy all over.

That pitiful little expression made Ying Zheng's heart tremble.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, I shall take my leave now."

Mrs. Hu couldn't stand it any longer and quickly pulled her daughter away.

Soon, only two people remained in the main hall.

Ying Zheng stood up and embraced Donghuang's incredibly full and voluptuous body, as if he were holding a ball of elastic cotton.

It was soft, bouncy, fragrant, and full of fleshy texture, making him reluctant to put it down.

"I'm growing to like your cool, pretty face more and more."

She seemed to have a naturally expressionless face, yet she was incredibly beautiful. When she got excited, her cold face would turn red, and coupled with her succubus-like, seductive body, the contrast was simply explosive.

Hearing Ying Zheng's soft breathing, Donghuang's body went weak, and past scenes flashed in her cold, beautiful eyes.

"Didn't Your Majesty say you disliked my cold and aloof manner?"

She squinted her beautiful eyes and murmured softly.

Ying Zheng tilted his head slightly, kissed her luscious lips, and said with a smile:

"Because your heart was cold back then, but it's different now. Now, Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor is not only warm-hearted, but also physically warm."

A beauty who is cold inside and out truly makes it impossible for anyone to have any romantic feelings for her.

The warm breaths brushed against my neck, as if warming my body as well.

Donghuang seemed to feel much more excited, and her long, full, smooth silk feet began to sway gently and charmingly.

"Your Majesty, you are mistaken. My heart is cold as well."

As she spoke, she gently took his hand and covered her heart with it.

Through her slightly warm body temperature, Ying Zheng could almost feel her heartbeat, and he was momentarily stunned.

It took him a while to come to his senses. Looking at Donghuang's beautiful face, he couldn't help but smile and jokingly said:

"I have a feeling that there's going to be another enchantress in the inner garden."

A cold, aloof fairy.

Donghuang blinked his large eyes, a hint of a smile in them.

Chapter 147 Formidable Rival, Conferment of Title

It is rare to encounter a secret realm with such abundant water-based power, which rolls in like waves.

King Qin mustered his strength and, like gnarled tree roots, pressed forward relentlessly amidst the shimmering waves.

Perhaps because it has been closed for so long, the forces resisting and rejecting this secret realm of water are surprisingly strong.

The rules transformed into a millstone of Daoist energy, relentlessly crushing the King of Qin. The immense pressure caused him to writhe in agony, while laws materialized into fleshy buds, clinging to his body and attempting to tear him apart.

King Qin glared angrily, his head flushed red as he looked up at the front, his blood surging and his energy pounding wildly against the barrier of the secret realm.

The misty seawater kept lapping against his body, trying to soften and dissolve it.

The King of Qin trembled, feeling utterly humiliated for the first time. With his strength, almost no secret realm could completely engulf him.

This ancient secret realm possessed such profound power that he became deeply entangled within it, struggling frantically in the mud.

……

As the moonlight sank, the insects outside the window seemed to have grown tired of chirping, and their calls ceased. The surroundings became quiet, with only the sound of two breaths mingling together.

After a long while, Ying Zheng came to his senses, raised his head from Donghuang's snow-white flesh, looked at her, and smiled:

"Would you like to move to another place?"

The Eastern Emperor now lives in a secluded corner of the palace, far from the center of the royal palace.

Upon hearing this, Donghuang, who was breathing with her beautiful eyes narrowed, slightly opened her eyes, her cold gaze filled with a misty haze.

"This humble servant will obey Your Majesty's arrangements..."

At this moment, even her usually cool voice trembled slightly and carried a hint of allure.

The bright moonlight fell on her beautiful face, creating a beautiful glow.

"Good~"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but smile, and he lowered his head to kiss her cheek.

Then it quieted down again.

After a while, Donghuang reached out and cupped Yingzheng's cheeks, stroking them affectionately and gently. Her usually cool eyes held a hint of inexplicable emotion as she sighed softly:

"Could it be that the Yin-Yang School truly owed the Great King something in their past lives?"

The vast Yin-Yang School fell entirely into Ying Zheng's hands, or did they willingly jump into the pit?

Ying Zheng tilted his head slightly, gently bit her finger, and teased with a smile, "Is the Eastern Emperor regretting it?"

Donghuang was slightly taken aback and was about to explain when Yingzheng continued, "It's no use regretting it now. Once you're in my hands, no one can escape."

Upon hearing this, Donghuang glared at him, exhaling softly to calm his surging blood and qi.

Then, with a hint of curiosity, she asked, "Your Majesty, I've heard that cultivation speed can be increased after being bestowed a title by you?"

As she spoke, her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

In fact, after these two days of spiritual liquid infusion, her cultivation had already broken through the bottleneck. If she hadn't been so fond of this taste that she was suppressing it, she would probably already be a Golden Core stage expert.

Ying Zheng shifted slightly, looking at her and reminding her, "Indeed, there is, but the price is very high."

Accepting the national investiture is tantamount to handing everything over to him.

Donghuang blinked her beautiful eyes, "The price?"

As she spoke, she shifted her body, causing her ample breasts to ripple slightly.

Ying Zheng was startled by what he saw. After being glared at by Donghuang with embarrassment, he smiled and explained to her the merits and demerits of bestowing titles upon the nation's destiny.

After listening, Donghuang looked at him with a deep gaze and said in a crisp voice, "Even in this state, Your Majesty, are you still stingy with a title?"

Ying Zheng pinched her cheek and said with a smile, "No need to rush, wait until you've thought it through before you say anything."

Upon hearing this, Donghuang sighed softly, raised his head slightly, and lingered for a few light kisses on Yingzheng's lips.

"Your Majesty's favor towards me is beyond measure; how can I ever repay you?"

With such means of controlling their minds and bodies, Ying Zheng, as a monarch, was able to allow them to choose freely, and this temperament truly moved her.

Donghuang knew, of course, that Yingzheng was doing this to win her heart, but people are strange like that; even knowing the other party's purpose, they still couldn't help but fall for him.

"Your Majesty, have you said this to each of your sisters?" Donghuang asked Ying Zheng in a low voice.

Ying Zheng nodded without hesitation, stating frankly, "I love beautiful women, but I love the hearts of beautiful women even more..."

With his current power, what kind of beautiful woman in the world couldn't he have?

He liked women who had their own thoughts, just like the women in the back garden.

He never cared about royal etiquette, which is why women like the Moon Goddess and the Flame Consort could reveal their truest beauty in front of him.

Looking into his gaze, after a long while, Donghuang's cold and pretty face softened considerably.

As she spoke, she slightly raised her head, their brows touching intimately, her eyes misty as she looked at him and spoke softly.

"I'm willing~"

Seeing her serious expression, Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, from now on, Donghuang will be my imperial concubine."

Seemingly sensing Ying Zheng's emotions, Donghuang gently nudged him and said in a soft, reproachful tone:

"Is Your Majesty very pleased with yourself?"