Qin Feng's Sweet Troubles

At dawn at the Myriad Fragrance Divine Hall, there are no bells ringing, no birds chirping.

The first ray of chaotic light pierced through the dome of the palace, transforming into the softest ray of light, and fell upon the enormous cloud bed large enough to accommodate hundreds of people rolling around.

Qin Feng's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened them.

What greeted the eye was not the familiar furnishings of the Biyou Palace, but a vibrant and exquisitely beautiful scene.

The air was filled with dozens of distinct yet strangely blended top-tier body scents. Pure, elegant, fresh, lively, gentle... they intertwined to form an invisible web of fragrance, enough to instantly evaporate the rationality of any male creature.

Qin Feng stiffly turned his neck.

In the crook of his left arm lay Nuwa, her sleeping face as pure and holy as the first Nuwa. His right arm was used as a pillow by the Queen Mother of the West, whose dignified and noble face carried a rare hint of languor.

It felt heavier on my legs.

The two sisters, Bixiao and Qiong Xiao, clung to him like octopuses, drooling as they slept.

Further away, Yun Xiao lay gracefully on her side, maintaining the demeanor of a well-bred lady even in her sleep. Chang'e, on the other hand, was curled up in the corner of the bed, holding a Jade Rabbit doll in her arms (the real Jade Rabbit was forbidden to enter), her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Houtu, Shi Ji, Long Ji, Fire Spirit Holy Mother...

Everywhere the eye could see were jade-like bodies lying prone, all possessing stunningly beautiful sleeping faces that could drive the three realms mad.

The "rotation system" officially ended last night.

From this day forward, he will face this sweet abyss head-on.

Qin Feng slowly sat up, his movements gentle, as if afraid of waking anyone.

However, the moment he moved, dozens of pairs of beautiful eyes—some clear, some hazy, some shy, and some teasing—opened in unison, their focus precisely on him.

"Husband, are you awake?"

The Queen Mother of the West's voice was slightly hoarse from just waking up, which only added to its allure.

"Um..."

Qin Feng felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

He clearly felt that the atmosphere in the hall changed instantly the moment he uttered that "hmm".

Those dozens of gazes instantly filled with anticipation, competition, and a certain... determination to win.

An unprecedented pressure, even more terrifying than when facing the Great Sage at the same time, swept over them.

Who should I spend time with today?

This problem was like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head, making Qin Feng, the newly Heavenly Emperor, feel uneasy for the first time.

"My husband!"

The first to make a move is always the one who can't sit still the most.

The Fire Spirit Holy Mother suddenly sprang up from the bed, her bare white feet exposed, and ran to Qin Feng, snapping her fingers as if presenting a treasure.

Call!

A dazzling flame rose in her palm, and within the flame, a radiant robe slowly emerged. The edges of the robe even had wisps of golden flame effects dancing on them, making it look incredibly cool.

"Look! This is the new dress I made for you last night!" The Fire Spirit Holy Mother said proudly. "I added the essence of the Southern Bright Leaving Fire to it. Wearing it will give you the aura of a saint. I guarantee it's much more stylish than your old one!"

Qin Feng's lips twitched.

Did this girl put all her skill points into weapon crafting on appearance?

Before he could even utter a word of praise, another figure had already squeezed through.

"My lord, you've just woken up, you must be thirsty."

Princess Longji had finished dressing up sometime earlier. She held an exquisite Purple Gold Gourd in her hands, her pretty face slightly flushed, and her eyes wandering.

"This is... this is the 'Joyful Union Wine' I brewed myself using Nine-Thousand-Year Peaches of Immortality... I've tasted it, it's very sweet, and it's... it's also very beneficial to cultivation."

Qin Feng's eye twitched as well.

Albizia wine?

How did you, a young, unmarried woman, learn to brew this kind of wine? Is the Heavenly Court's education this open-minded?

"If my husband feels weary in spirit and soul, Houtu is willing to manifest the Six Paths of Reincarnation for him."

Even the usually quiet Empress Houtu joined the battle, her voice so gentle it could melt water.

With a gentle wave of her hand, a miniature picture of the Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared in her palm. The misery of the hungry ghost realm, the ignorance of the animal realm, the joys and sorrows of the Mortal Dao... were all contained within it.

"Observing the cycle of life is the best way to relax the mind," Houtu explained softly.

Qin Feng felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

Relax?

Watching countless souls suffer inside—you call that relaxation? That's clearly spiritual pollution! Do you all have such peculiar hobbies?

This unprecedented "infighting within the imperial harem" is escalating rapidly.

Chang'e said she could perform a dance for him that she had never shown to anyone before, the Dance of Rainbow Skirts and Feathered Clothes.

Yun Xiao said she had just comprehended a new Dual Cultivation cultivation technique and that they could explore the Great Dao Origin.

Even the most boisterous Bixiao brought out her best skill, saying she could set up a simplified version of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, letting Qin Feng experience the joy of being "surrounded by beauties and unable to find a way out."

Qin Feng was in a real bind.

Are you happy?

Happiness!

Are you troubled?

It's really a headache!

He felt like a piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh that had fallen into the Land of Women, with everyone wanting to take a bite. Who could resist that?

Seeing the women's enthusiasm growing higher and higher, almost to the point of arguing over who would receive "today's favor," Qin Feng was even considering whether he should use the power of the Great Dao to seal himself away for a hundred or two hundred years.

At this critical moment...

A clear, cold, and authoritative voice, like a bucket of ice water, extinguished the raging flames.

"Quiet down."

It is the Queen Mother of the West.

She had somehow become fully dressed, regaining the grace and poise of the Head of Female Immortals.

She simply stood there calmly, her gaze sweeping across the entire room. Her aura of authority, long accustomed to being in a superior position, caused the chattering goddesses to unconsciously fall silent.

The hall fell silent instantly.

The Queen Mother of the West slowly walked up to Qin Feng, first giving him a graceful curtsy, her movements as perfect as a textbook.

"My lord, the sisters only acted out of line because they admired you so much. Please forgive them."

These words were perfectly worded, both calming the sisters' emotions and giving Qin Feng a way out.

As expected of a woman who once served as the chief steward of the Heavenly Court, her emotional intelligence is off the charts.

Qin Feng glanced at her gratefully, then quickly seized the opportunity, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, I understand everyone's good intentions."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded, then turned to the women, her gaze lingering on Nuwa and Yun Xiao's faces.

The three goddesses, who held the highest status and were the most composed, exchanged a silent glance and instantly reached a consensus.

"Our husband is our heaven, our pillar of strength. We cannot let our own selfish desires disturb his peace."

The Queen Mother of the West's voice clearly echoed throughout the hall, "Without rules, there can be no order. This family should also establish some rules."

She looked at Qin Feng, her tone asking for his approval, "I discussed it with my sisters Nuwa and Yun Xiao, and we've drafted a 'Code of Conduct for the Heavenly Emperor's Harem,' which we'd like to ask you to review, my husband."

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and a golden light flashed, revealing a scroll written in Great Dao Runes that floated in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked closely.

The document lists hundreds of rules, such as "No loud noises while your husband is resting," "Sisters should be friendly and help each other, and forming cliques is strictly prohibited," and "The husband's preferences should be the top priority when it comes to food."

At the very top of all the clauses, in the most prominent chaotic runes, was written the most important one—

"A system of rotating bedchamber service!"

The method of implementation is simple and brutal: draw lots!

The Queen Mother of the West took out a divination tube made of Kunlun divine jade, inside which were dozens of jade sticks made from branches of the World Tree. At the end of each jade stick was imprinted the name of a goddess.

"This method is fair and just," the Queen Mother of the West explained. "Every morning, my husband will personally draw a jade slip. The one who draws it will be able to accompany him for the day. The other sisters must not object, nor may they cause any trouble."

Upon hearing this, the women exchanged bewildered glances.

Bixiao pouted, seemingly unwilling, but after glancing at her sister Yun Xiao who was beside her with a look of agreement, she swallowed her words back.

Although this method is fraught with uncertainty, it is indeed the fairest and only solution that can be accepted by everyone at present.

"Okay! Let's do it this way!"

Qin Feng slapped his thigh, feeling as if a mountain had been lifted from his heart in an instant, and his eyes were filled with approval as he looked at the Queen Mother of the West.

Major!

What is professionalism? This is professionalism!

Looking at the glittering golden divination tube, Qin Feng felt an unprecedented sense of absurdity and satisfaction.

His position as Heavenly Emperor is probably unique since the beginning of Primordial World.

This happy dilemma has finally been perfectly resolved.