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

For a moment, Yanfei was speechless, "Sister...Arou, you..."

This is older than my own ancestors.

Seeing the women's embarrassment, Arou smiled and said, "Don't worry about it so much."

"Just calculate it based on the age at which we took human form."

Upon hearing this, the women breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay."

Ying Zheng, who was lying around like a couch potato, noticed that the atmosphere among the people was quite harmonious, so he stopped paying attention to them.

He held the 813-year-old girl in his arms and teased her.

Nongyu, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, opened her mouth and bit his finger, tearing at it angrily.

"You're just bullying me~"

Honglian, who was standing to the side, took off her shoes and put her small feet, wrapped in white silk, on his stomach, gently tapping them.

"Hehe, when will Brother Zheng take us to the New World to play?"

Ying Zheng reached out and pinched her calf, giving Honglian a disdainful look.

"Don't do anything funny, or you'll suffer the consequences."

As she grew older, Honglian's youthful innocence faded, and her smooth, jade-like body began to swell.

He merely held her calf and shook it, and the bulging front of her dress rippled.

"Humph~"

Honglian gave a soft hum, a faint blush creeping up her ear tips.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Ying Zheng smiled and released her small feet, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Donghuang was secretly glancing at him.

Upon realizing he had been discovered, Donghuang's cold face seemed to flush slightly as he turned his head to the side.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

This tall, beautiful woman remained as aloof and arrogant as ever.

Only when she is lost in thought can her alluring appearance be seen.

Chapter 250 A Familiar Feeling

The next day, the sun was already high in the sky.

Ying Zheng then leaned against the wall and staggered out of the palace.

"Phew~ I can't take it~"

He muttered something to himself, then looked up and saw Ah Yin and several other women in the distant pavilion, watching him and smirking.

Ying Zheng coughed lightly, straightened up, and walked towards the group.

We arrived at the pavilion.

Bibi Dong immediately glanced at him sideways and said quietly:

"You've really worked hard, Your Majesty~"

The commotion, which was made without any attempt to conceal it, resounded for almost the entire night.

A voice that could be alluring, shy, angry, or gentle.

It lingered in my ears like a demonic sound.

Hearing the Empress's sarcastic remarks, Ah Yin couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

She gave Ying Zheng a charming, disdainful look.

"Take it easy! No matter how healthy you are, you can't ruin your health like this!"

Ying Zheng felt quite embarrassed as he was glared at by the group.

He had missed her terribly after not seeing her for several months, so he disregarded Yan Fei and the others' anger.

He forced us to have a happy ending yesterday.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that," Ying Zheng decisively changed the subject. "How are you? Are you getting used to the environment here?"

Seeing Ying Zheng sit down next to her, Bibi Dong wiggled her plump buttocks to push him aside and snorted coldly:

"Thank you so much for your concern, but I'm used to it~"

Ying Zheng: “…”

That girl's words were barbed.

He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, then pulled Bibi Dong into his arms and kissed her rosy cheek.

"Alright, it's my fault for neglecting you all."

After all, he had just arrived in the new world and was already having fun with Yanfei and the others.

That's really not fair.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong glanced at him sideways and stopped struggling.

Her usually cold and aloof face softened a bit.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had been calmed down, Arou sat down next to Ying Zheng, swatted away his mischievous paws, and said with a smile:

"You're a menace; now I can't even handle this."

"Let's see if you dare to date so many girls again."

Ying Zheng chuckled awkwardly, realizing that his life had been a bit too extravagant, and that it was only because of Yan Fei and the others keeping an eye on him.

It's probably already in chaos.

"Ahem, I will be careful."

Gu Yuena leaned against the railing, her cold gaze sweeping over them, and she muttered under her breath, pursing her lips:

"You'll work yourself to death."

Okay, so there's also a jealous person involved.

Ying Zheng was completely numb.

Ah Yin and Ah Rou were amused by his nonchalant expression.

……

By afternoon.

Ying Zheng accompanied Xiao Wu and the others on a tour of Xianyang City.

The quiet hall was filled with a rich, subtle fragrance, like a dilapidated temple that had just been through a torrential downpour.

The embroidered curtains were in disarray, and the floor and furniture were covered with traces of rain drying out.

After an unknown amount of time, a lazy, soft murmur rang out.

After a long period of arduous cultivation, Consort Yan rubbed her beautiful eyes and sat up. The brocade quilt slipped off, and the bright sunlight danced with the movement of her plump robe.

"Phew~ It's already this late, and there are still so many memorials to process."

"That tyrant..."

Yan Fei rubbed her temples and couldn't help but chuckle and scold him.

Just as I was about to get up, a throbbing, tingling, and numb sensation came from deep within my body.

This is clearly a side effect of excessive cultivation.

The sound of her getting up immediately woke up the person next to her.

She was exceptionally tall, with ridiculously long, jade-like legs, and an incredibly voluptuous figure.

"Yan Fei?"

Donghuang blinked her beautiful eyes, clearly still a little dazed.

"You're awake? Are you alright?"

Yan Fei lowered her eyes slightly and asked with concern.

During yesterday's cultivation, Donghuang was the one who suffered the most; no mercy was shown to him.

As if recalling that scene, a hint of a smile flashed in Yan Fei's clear and beautiful eyes.

Before long, the quiet hall began to become lively.

The palace maids filed in and began to clean up the mess, helping everyone bathe and change clothes.

The group of beautiful women recovered quickly, but Nongyu and the other girls were still drowsy.

She lingered in the adults' arms, refusing to wake up.

Mingzhu comforted Honglian in her arms, glanced around, and asked with some curiosity:

"Where has the King gone?"

Consort Yan straightened her dress and said with a helpless laugh: