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

But it did relieve some of my boredom.

I was the one who suffered, while that bastard remained aloof.

It seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to attack, but it hesitated to make a move.

I'm so frustrated!

Chapter 255 Chaos!

The Eastern Emperor was suffering, but fortunately, a group of beautiful women arrived in their finest attire.

They laughed and joked quietly to each other.

Ying Zheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a profusion of flowers and beauties like clouds.

Pairs of jade-like feet, encased in stockings of various colors, stepped onto the pristine white carpet.

Her hips swayed as she walked, a sight that was absolutely stunning.

Seeing this, the King of Qin was furious and, without thinking, entered the wrong door.

Donghuang's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she could no longer maintain her cool and indifferent expression.

She opened her little mouth and bit Ying Zheng's shoulder.

Noticing the commotion, the women all looked over.

Seeing the Eastern Emperor trembling, they all revealed mocking smiles, thinking that this tyrant was up to his old tricks again.

He saw that everyone was glaring at him reproachfully.

Ying Zheng coughed twice to calm his blood and qi, and then put Donghuang down.

His hand brushed across her round buttocks, and the ripped hem of her skirt was restored to its original state.

"Ahem, now that everyone's here, let's begin the banquet."

Ying Zheng held Xiao Wu in his arms and walked towards the center of the banquet.

The crowd shook their heads and chuckled.

"Your Majesty, please go first!"

"Oh dear, this is such a hassle, we're all family now!"

"Everyone, relax!"

Zi Nu and Da Si Ming hated this kind of formality the most, so they called out to A Rou and the others.

The first formal banquet between the two worlds.

That's how the style of the story went off track, with Bibi Dong and Yan Fei sitting on either side of Ying Zheng.

The rest of the group had already gotten into the swing of things, dancing and singing softly to the beautiful music.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng felt quite helpless.

"Hehe, doesn't Your Majesty understand them? They've long since abandoned all manners~"

Consort Yan covered her mouth and chuckled softly as she gently served Ying Zheng wine.

"I've spoiled them too much. I need to discipline them sooner or later."

Ying Zheng held a beautiful woman in each arm, his expression one of extreme joy.

That's the behavior of a complete tyrant.

Yanfei was already used to it and slapped away his kneading hands.

Bibi Dong looked at Yan Fei, who was so close to her.

The image of the two of them fighting together against the enemy and comforting each other not long ago involuntarily came to mind.

She couldn't help but blush.

Yanfei laughed and teased her, "Little sister, you'll get used to it. This tyrant is absurd, but he always finds a way to torment you."

At first, she couldn't accept it herself.

But in the end, the whole family was happy.

Bibi Dong blushed and nodded, and at Ying Zheng's request, she passed the wine to him with her mouth full.

"Haha, being a tyrant is so much fun!"

Ying Zheng laughed loudly, then turned his head to sip the wine over Yan Fei's delicate collarbone.

The banquet was lavish, and the music was delightful.

Dancers from all over the world danced gracefully on the pool of wine.

The Snow Maiden's dance was breathtaking.

Duanmu Rong and Nongyu accompanied the music with sheng and xiao, while Ehuang and Nüying performed a sword dance to add to the festivities.

Ah Yin, Ah Rou, Zi Nu, Da Si Ming...

They embraced intimately, humming an unknown tune, melodious and pleasant to the ear.

The moon rises above the branches, and the Milky Way shines brightly.

The bright moonlight shone on the beauties, their jade-like faces flushed with a tipsy blush.

Ying Zheng was also drunk at this time. The spirit wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and into his chest. He didn't know when, but Yan Ling Ji leaned over.

She squinted her beautiful eyes, her face slightly flushed with wine, and licked the spirit wine with her small mouth open.

The night wind jolted Ying Zheng awake, and he saw the King of Qin being swallowed up.

He looked around; the banquet had turned into a gathering of drunkards.

He noticed Ying Zheng's gaze.

As Donghuang was taking a sip of wine, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had made up her mind.

She casually tossed aside the wine cup, and walked towards Ying Zheng with her bare, jade-white feet.

Before the banquet began, Ying Zheng threatened him with a weapon for a long time.

The fire in my heart had already been ignited.

At that moment, fueled by alcohol, she didn't care about anything else.

He strode forward, grabbed the kneeling Yan Lingji, and threw her onto a chair.

She reeked of alcohol and sat down openly.

"Jun! You're such a pain in the neck!"

"He deserves to be punished!!"

Donghuang grabbed Ying Zheng by the collar and said fiercely.

Her towering figure transformed into a surging tsunami.

Ying Zheng smiled helplessly, but before he could speak, everything went black.

Someone has evolved an ocean.

The endless seawater turned into tides that submerged him.

Both hands were also suppressed by the giant mountain.

Ying Zheng was completely powerless to resist.

No one expected that this would be the first formal exchange between two civilizations from different worlds.

It will evolve into this state.

(That's great!) It's like he's lost his mind.

In the corner, Shao Siming, who had hardly drunk any alcohol, was the only one still sober at this moment.

She looked at the chaotic scene with a sense of helplessness.

At this moment, the High Priestess shouted.

A blush suddenly appeared on Shao Siming's cool and aloof face.

Carefully moving her feet, she walked towards the door.

Bang! So cool!

As a result, she bumped into a barrier. Shao Siming frowned slightly, covered her forehead, and breathed out cutely.

"Young Master, it's too late to leave now~"

It was Mingzhu's voice.

Shao Siming subconsciously turned her head, and then Mingzhu hugged her tightly.

A hint of mockery appeared on her mature and charming face.

Chapter 256 Still Not Convinced