I, the Prince of Qin

　　Mo Zhe felt an irritable feeling in his heart, and he couldn't hold it down: "What the hell is going on! Let the farts go!"

　　Fang Xuanling was startled, and knelt down in the hall tremblingly, with a thin body, as weak as a candle in the wind.

　　However, after all, he has the duty and restraint of a courtier, what should be said, even if he is punished, he must say:

　　"Your Majesty, the official position doesn't matter, but, finally, I implore Your Majesty, Yuan Xiaoren, to be wary of the demon concubine and deceive the master!"

　　Mo Zhe was suddenly silent.

　　The entire hall was silent.

　　All the ministers lowered their heads and dared not speak.

　　Mo Zhe propped up his body: "Who do you mean by demon concubine?"

　　Fang Xuanling was trembling, like spitting out a stone in his stomach, with turbid air, and said, "Qianfei! Enchantress, Qianye!"

　　"Boom!" Mo Zhe slapped the dragon chair with such force that he almost smashed the armrest.

　　There was no response, the hall was just filled with an aura that was about to freeze.

　　After a long time, Mo Zhe left Fang Xuanling and other important officials and left the hall without saying a word.

　　Fang Xuanling was still dragging his old body, trembling to the ground.

　　……

　　Mo Zhe walked quickly in the imperial garden, and the palace maids and attendants who passed by knelt down and saluted.

　　There was a strong anger in my heart.

　　How dare you say that Concubine Qian is a demon concubine! ?

　　Really tired of living! !

　　Suddenly, suddenly.

　　Concubine Qian...▇Who is this?

　　I... know her?

　　Mo Zhe felt a needle-like pain in his mind.

　　Right, I remembered.

　　Qianfei was a woman she met in another world several years ago.

　　The name is Qianye, and he knows some spells, but in different dimensions, there are many more people who know magic and immortality. Daqin also has immortality, so it's no big deal.

　　Qianye... is an unusually beautiful, but very gentle girl.

　　In times of despair, he has been silently supporting himself.

　　Thinking of Concubine Qian, a fiery heat surged in my heart.

　　There is a hot air, rising from the lower abdomen.

　　Mo Zhe couldn't help but smile.

　　In such a long time, when it comes to reading women, it is no longer the word "numerous" to describe.

　　Time is really scary.

　　Once, in the dictionary, it took a long time to see the word "milk".

　　The used bookstore in front of the school sells pirated comics, which are slightly exposed, so I want to tear them up and use them at night.Of course, the usual result is that it has long been torn away by others.

　　I still remember the picture of Shizuka taking a bath in the robot cat.

　　At that time, Mingming actually didn't know anything, everything was only in fantasy, but full of curiosity, longing, and endless energy to vent.

　　At that time, I truly believed that the ultimate answer to life, the truth of the universe, was the scorpion.

　　So, when I came into contact with the real scorpion, I almost couldn't hold back.

　　Haha, when I think about it now, no matter how embarrassed it is, it is still a memory of the youthful era.

　　However, mysterious things, one day, will become no longer mysterious.

　　The things that I once dreamed of will one day become sparse and ordinary.

　　How can even deep love remain youthful in a long time?

　　A body can remain attractive for 10 or 20 years. If it is immortal, it may be able to remain attractive for 100, 200, or even longer, but how long?

　　A relationship can last for 10, 20, 100 years...

　　But what about 1000 years, 10000 years?

　　Time can smooth out anything.

　　In the end, what is left?

　　Mo Zhe walked to the harem, and unknowingly, came to Qianfei's palace.

　　Dress lightly dance, long hair hanging down to the waist.

　　The beautiful woman who smiled and greeted her.

　　"Your Majesty, why is it so early today?"

　　Mo Zhe didn't say anything, just wrapped his arms around her waist.

　　"Your Majesty?" Qianye Shui Lingling's big eyes flashed with light.

　　Mo Zhe squeezed her waist hard.

　　She frowned in pain.

　　Then his cheeks flushed.

　　"Your Majesty, here... it's still the door."

　　Mo Zhe didn't care so much, he picked up her hair fiercely, and kissed her snow-white neck.

　　The heart was beating non-stop.

　　The blood rushed to the brain, I could feel it, and my face was flushed.

　　It's like a teenager in first love, touching a girl's body intimately for the first time.

　　With trembling passion, like a huge raging flame, it will burn the whole person completely.

　　Only this woman... Only this woman can give me this feeling.

　　Mo Zhe didn't know if this was love or something else, but he wanted to vent and pour all his pent-up thoughts into this woman's body amid the surging agitation.

　　"Hmm... Your Majesty... Come in, let your concubine accompany you well." Qianye whispered like water.

Chapter 178 Chapter [-]

　　How smooth can a person's skin be?

　　Gently squeeze it up, like delicate milk, slipping away from the fingers.

　　How attractive can a person's body be?

　　It's like a twisting tentacle, wrapping around you, tightly without leaving a trace of space, twisting and grinding, as if every place is breathing, exhaling a pink, heart-beating fragrance.

　　Qianye's hair was spread on the ground, and the luxurious carpet was on the floor of the bedroom, depicting beautiful patterns.

　　This carpet is the skin of a divine beast of a certain world. It is soft and elastic, with fine hair. It holds the immaculately white and beautiful body on it, wanting to refuse and welcome it.

　　Qianye's face was flushed red, with a sly smile, slender white arms, seemingly imperceptible across his chest, knees against Mo Zhe's waist, exhaling hot air, said: "Your Majesty, it has always been so monotonous, your concubine must boring."

　　Mo Zhezhen: "Then how do you want to play?"

　　Qianye smiled softly, "Let your concubine do your best to serve Your Majesty."

　　The words fell, she raised her fingers and flicked, and in the blink of an eye, another identical Qianye appeared beside Mo Zhe, with her thin lotus arms wrapping around his neck.

　　"Your Majesty, Qian Fei likes you."

　　As soon as this Qianye finished speaking, the third Qianye appeared on the other side, unraveling Luo Chang lightly, hugging Mo Zhe's head gently, and burying his face in an extremely soft embrace.

　　The silky and fragrant fragrance fills the nose, as if the whole person is integrated into the soft and soft countryside.

　　"Qianfei likes you very, very much. In this world, Qianfei likes your Majesty the most. Qianfei thinks of you every day and night, thinking of you all the time, thinking of you when eating, taking a shower. I am thinking of you, thinking of you, every part of my body, every mouth, is wet, do you like it, Your Majesty?"

　　When Mo Zhe listened to her voice, he only felt that his whole body was ups and downs in the warm water comfortably. He didn't hear what she said, but was immersed in the white waves.

　　Immediately afterwards, the fourth and fifth Qianye appeared in the room.

　　The same beautiful figure, beautiful face, smiling eyes full of love.

　　A Qianye squatted down and opened his wet and soft red lips.

　　A Qianye straddled it, his long hair covering Mo Zhe's chest, and his gorgeous lips were close to his ears, expressing his love.

　　One Qianye was writhing and dawdling beside him, and the other Qianye held Mo Zhe in his arms, as if he was holding the closest child.

　　The snow-white figure, like countless double images, came and went in the depths of the palace, rising and falling.

　　The dense limbs, at first glance, are almost connected, like a white jungle, swaying in a trance.

　　Yingying's voice resounded in Mo Zhe's ears, echoing in his mind, as if he was going to melt his brain.

　　But it is so comfortable and sweet that people just want to immerse themselves in it and cannot extricate themselves.

　　From day to night, from night to day.

　　In the early morning, the civil and military officials looked at the empty dragon chair and could only look at each other.

　　On the first day, Mo Zhe did not go to court.

　　The next day, still no.

　　Recently, the days of going to court have become less and less, and now, for several weeks, no one has been seen.

　　The court is also like a human being, it will decay and contain impurities as time goes by.

　　With Mo Zhe not going to court, the decline of the old officials of Lishan Mausoleum, the negativity and neglect brought about by the long peaceful days, and the arrogance that the empire has cultivated for a long time. serious.

　　The territory and vassal states of Da Qin have expanded to many dimensions, and these cannot be directly administered by the emperor, and officials must be appointed to manage them on their behalf.