Referencing games like Legend of Mir, World of Warcraft, and MU Online.
Thirty-three-year-old high-quality human uncle, Zhou Yi, transmigrated to a parallel world. When he discovered that the...
The misty rain over Wushan ended with a suppressed sigh.
Zhou Yi leaned back on the phoenix couch, his head resting on his hands, watching the Queen put on her clothes one by one and tidy her appearance.
To restore her to the position of Empress, the queen of the harem.
Only the phoenix robe and the corner of her mouth still bore traces of marks.
Zhou Yi couldn't resist taking a picture.
This scene is quite rare.
Commonly known as uniform fetish.
"Caesar! You dare to mock even me, what is your punishment?" The Queen stood calmly by the bed, looking down at Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi was stunned. Good heavens, so this is how you treat someone who's heartless after getting what they want?
He suddenly sat up and said, "Then the punishment is to add more minutes to the game, to determine who is better and who will die."
The Queen took a step back, glancing subconsciously at Zhou Xiaoyi, somewhat nervous.
"Don't do anything reckless!"
Zhou Yi chuckled, picked up the clothes from the ground, and put them on one by one.
After the fusion, just like in reality, the gods had to take off their clothes before they could change into new ones.
"The Queen hasn't said what she wants to see me about?"
The Queen withdrew her probing gaze and said calmly, "I heard you persuaded the King to move the mission center to Shabak. I have a facility here; you can be responsible for moving it there as well!"
Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow. This queen was so well-informed; she already knew the outcome as soon as he left the palace hall.
What facilities?
"Hall of Marriage".
“Yes, but I have one request.” Zhou Yi looked the Queen up and down.
The Queen said coldly, "This is an order! It's not something to discuss with you!"
Zhou Yi curled his lip: "Shabak is so valuable that I won't do it if there's no benefit to it, giving away such a large space for the Marriage Hall for free."
"Then what else do you want?" the queen said angrily.
This lackey, not satisfied with just taking advantage of you, still wants to take advantage of you.
Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Unless the Queen regularly visits the Marriage Hall to oversee things."
The queen was overjoyed; wasn't this exactly what she wanted?
However, he still looked troubled and pondered for a moment.
"Since the Duke has made such a strong invitation, I will reluctantly accept!"
"With the Queen officiating at the wedding, the glory of the Kingdom of Bich will surely be proclaimed!" Zhou Yi raised the banner.
The Queen nodded in satisfaction: "Your Grace, I have high hopes for Shabak. You should develop it well, and I will try to secure more advantages for you with the King."
After a round of mutual flattery, the meeting concluded in a rather unusual manner.
As Zhou Yi was leaving, he took advantage of the Queen's inattention and slapped her hard on the curve of her back.
The queen jumped back as if electrocuted, her face flushed as she angrily shouted, "Insolence!"
Zhou Yi chuckled and put his hand to his nose to sniff.
"Your Majesty, remember to wear this phoenix robe next time you go to Shabak!"
Watching Caesar's retreating figure, the Queen suddenly said, "Try the Beacon of Holy Light sometime; you'll thank me!"
Zhou Yi's heart stirred, and he glanced at the talisman in his backpack.
One of its functions is to locate the location of the Holy Light.
Could it be that the Queen is from there?
Not long after Zhou Yi left, a maid came to report: "Your Majesty, His Majesty the King is on his way."
The Queen nodded: "Go, make the bed."
"Yes!" the maid suddenly said, "Your Majesty, the corner of your mouth..."
The queen stuck out her little tongue and gently licked it, which had a slightly fishy taste.
She instantly realized something and gritted her teeth, saying, "Damn Caesar! If he dares to humiliate me like this again, I'll bite him off!"
She examined the phoenix robe from top to bottom; there were many signs of violent tearing on it.
This is a priceless royal garment, crafted through countless processes, unparalleled in its nobility, symbolizing the majesty of the royal family.
Her eyes flickered as she recalled Caesar's previous madness.
In Caesar's words, this thing is meant to be torn.
He even said he'd bring her some high-end stuff next time, so it'd be even more exciting to tear her apart.
"Bring me a cloak."
The cloak concealed her graceful figure, and the queen nodded in satisfaction; that way, it wouldn't be noticeable.
When King Beech entered the palace, he saw the Queen sitting cross-legged on the phoenix couch, her face flushed and rosy. A burning passion ignited in his heart.
But remembering his purpose, he feigned concern and asked, "Is the Queen ill?"
The Queen smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty need not worry, I am fine."
The king nodded: "I've come here today to discuss something with the queen."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Relocate the marriage temple to Shabak."
The queen was taken aback.
I never expected that this useless king would think the same way I do.
However, he was unaware that he had already discussed it with Old Wang next door.
Feigning hesitation, she said, "Your Majesty, I have always personally been in charge of the Marriage Hall. If we move it to Shabak..."
The king laughed and said, "Your Majesty need not worry, the portal from Bichon City to Shabak will open soon."
The Queen frowned: "But is Duke Caesar willing? Shabak is now occupied by him. According to the kingdom's laws, the private lands of nobles are sacred and inviolable. If a forceful order is issued, it may provoke fierce opposition from other nobles."
The king pondered, "The Duke of Caesar is quite easy to talk to. Perhaps the Queen could visit the Duke's residence more often and let the Duke's fiancée whisper sweet nothings in his ear."
The queen hesitated and asked, "Is this...appropriate?"
"Hehe! The Duke is not officially married yet. The Queen can take this opportunity to have him hold a grand wedding during the Shabak founding ceremony."
“I think the Duke would absolutely not refuse.”
The king looked confident, as if he had everything under control.
The queen almost burst out laughing.
Isn't this just sending her to her doom?
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