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

Ying Zheng woke up lazily, yawning.

"That was a really good night's sleep!"

His mental fatigue vanished, and Ying Zheng felt extremely comfortable.

Asking for flowers

"I feel like I've lost a few pounds!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Lady Hu's eyes were strange, and she covered her red lips with a reproachful smile:

"It's quite possible that I've lost a few pounds."

Just thinking about the sheer force the King of Qin displayed yesterday is terrifying.

The usually arrogant fairies all developed bulging bellies.

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at her and was about to get up when he realized that there was still a silver-haired beauty lying in his arms.

Her skin felt slightly hot, a stark contrast to her usual coolness.

"What's wrong with Donghuang?"

Seeing the docile appearance of the Eastern Emperor as he slept soundly, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel curious.

Although she still looked like an ice queen, her temperament had softened considerably, like a lazy peach blossom in full bloom.

Madam Hu rolled her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if she wanted to laugh but was holding it back. Her face flushed as she playfully scolded:

"You're asleep, but this little guy is never still!"

At this point, she glanced at Donghuang, pursed her lips, and smiled, "Donghuang just fell asleep not long ago~"

Ying Zheng's expression froze instantly. Looking at the tall, beautiful woman in his arms, he chuckled awkwardly and reached out to tenderly stroke her hair.

"Ahem~ It's my fault~"

Ying Zheng chuckled dryly, reaching out to rub the other's slightly bulging belly. A faint dragon breath flowed in, helping him refine the energy.

Donghuang's expression gradually calmed down.

Madam Hu rolled her eyes at him. This guy was asleep and was hugging Donghuang like a pillow, refusing to let go. She couldn't help Donghuang out of this predicament.

"You~"

Madam Hu leaned down and kissed him, then smiled somewhat helplessly.

Chapter 198 Ehuang and Nüying

The dappled sunlight of early morning crept through the windows, illuminating the vast palace, where luxurious silks and carpets filled the space.

Then the sunlight streamed in, and the drizzle from last night had not yet completely evaporated, casting a soft, lustrous glow.

Ying Zheng woke up rubbing his eyes, his nose filled with countless delicate fragrances, and the familiar sound of breathing echoing in his ears.

"Ugh~ This sun is so annoying~"

Ying Zheng stretched and yawned, then slowly sat up.

Sensing Ying Zheng's movement, Yan Lingji, who was fast asleep, wrinkled her delicate nose and hummed softly, then turned around and hugged Yan Fei.

Ying Zheng smiled and gently patted her slightly plump, jade-like flesh. "You little devil~"

Upon leaving the palace, palace maids immediately came forward to help him change into a ceremonial robe.

He casually tossed out a barrier to block out sound and sunlight before leisurely walking towards the garden.

As he walked along, he saw familiar scenes everywhere, each place seemingly bearing the traces of beautiful women. Ying Zheng's expression became somewhat strange.

"This is the life of a tyrant! So enjoyable!!"

There's no need to read memorials or handle state affairs.

"Your Majesty, is that truly your opinion?"

Just then, Ehuang's gentle voice came from behind.

Ying Zheng turned around and saw that the beautiful woman was still wearing a tight-fitting long dress, her plump buttocks bulging and about to burst the silk, her slender jade feet wrapped in smooth black stockings, her steps alluring and seductive.

"Of course, how carefree do tyrants live?"

Ying Zheng made no attempt to hide his feelings, looking at the other party with a smile.

The beautiful woman's expression faltered for a moment, then she strode forward, her high heels clicking crisply on the jade slabs. Her trembling flesh seemed like dancing piano keys, playing a rhythmic melody.

"Your Majesty must be joking."

Ehuang smiled gently and gave Ying Zheng a reproachful look, knowing that he was just venting his frustration.

"If Your Majesty could be such a tyrant, how could the people of the world so devoted to you?"

Ying Zheng raised an eyebrow and reached out to pull Ehuang into his arms without any hesitation.

"Hmph, you dare question me?"

The beautiful woman's voluptuous body seemed to have been boneless, and she leaned softly against him, her beautiful eyes filled with watery tears.

"This humble servant dares not~"

A touch of peach pink shone down her fair neck, spreading all the way to her glistening ear tips.

The warm, fragrant breath brushed against his collarbone, making Ying Zheng shudder, and his eyes cleared a little.

Looking into the beautiful mature woman's moist eyes, Ying Zheng chuckled helplessly.

"Sigh~ It seems I still need to work on my composure."

He'd been quite engrossed in it these past couple of days, and when he was slightly agitated just now, he lost his composure.

Upon hearing this, Ehuang blushed and glared at him, saying nice things but her claws showed no sign of stopping.

"Your Majesty, please have some decency!"

She opened her small mouth and bit his shoulder in dissatisfaction.

Ying Zheng snapped out of his daze, quickly withdrew his hand, and soothingly patted her head...

"Ahem, I've been getting into a good mood these past couple of days."

Ehuang raised her eyes, gave a gentle hum, and then obediently wrapped her arms around Ying Zheng's waist, burying her face in his shoulder.

Ying Zheng smiled faintly, picked up Ehuang around the waist, and sat her down on a stone chair to rest.

Ehuang lowered her eyes gently, and inadvertently glanced at the dried watermarks on the stone table. Her already rosy face immediately became hot.

In an instant, I recalled the scene from yesterday where Ying Zheng opened a clam to retrieve a pearl, the water splashing everywhere.

She still remembers the scene when Ying Zheng excitedly held the pink and bright pearl and kissed it wildly.

It was like a rare treasure; even she couldn't help but be tempted after seeing it.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Ehuang's expression was strange, Ying Zheng pinched her little face and asked.

Upon hearing this, Ehuang quickly shook her head, her face flushed as she denied it, "No... I wasn't thinking anything~"

This reaction left Ying Zheng somewhat amused and exasperated, but he did not press further with version 3.0.

Just then, a plaintive voice rang out from behind the two of them.

"Sister, you said you were going for a walk, how did you end up in the King's arms?"

Ying Zheng turned around and saw Nüying, who looked exactly like Ehuang, walking towards him with an exaggeratedly seductive slender waist and plump hips.

"I...I just happened to run into the King..."

Faced with her younger sister's teasing gaze, Ehuang felt a little guilty, her rosy cheeks almost burying into her chest.

Chapter 199 Heart Knot

At noon, Ying Zheng sent the woman, who was still fast asleep, back to the flying boat.

As the flying boat began to hum, the people in the mountains and forests all stood up.

"Respectfully seeing off the King! Respectfully seeing off the Queen!"

Hearing the deafening roar of the waves, Ying Zheng smiled faintly, took Ehuang and Nüying's small hands, and left the deck.

The flying boat traveled eastward until dusk.

The women woke up from their sleep, their faces rosy and radiant, their eyes glistening with moisture, clearly having had a good night's rest.

Yan Lingji rubbed her slightly bloated belly, her gait no longer possessing its usual alluring charm.

"Your Majesty, you are truly heartless!"

Yan Lingji puffed out her cheeks in anger, leaned on Ying Zheng's shoulder, and hummed softly in dissatisfaction.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression showing a hint of smugness.

"I'll teach you a lesson. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

A group of beautiful women glared at him resentfully.