Hearing Xue Beng's sarcastic remarks, Xue Qinghe frowned but said nothing more.
After all—
Xue Beng had already been branded a traitorous rebel by Xue Ye. The advantage was mine!
He was the one who would inherit the throne!
Soul Hall, deliberation hall.
A flock of lovely women surrounded Ye Qiu the moment he appeared.
For once, Tang Yuehua had also come to wait here with the other women, standing off to the side with Liu Erlong, Jiang Zhu, and the others.
Looking at the female leads surrounding Ye Qiu—
Ning Rongrong, Xue Ke, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Lan, and Dugu Yan. Six women in total.
Zhu Zhuqing did not step forward. Even after Xiao Lan, Ye Lingling, and the others had treated her, having endured sevenfold pleasure had left her body somewhat weak.
"Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu, we've been waiting for you forever. I want you to help me put on my ceremony gown the day after tomorrow," Xiao Wu said with a coy laugh, her face flushed as she tightly hugged Ye Qiu's arm.
"Xiao Lan wants that too!" Xiao Lan raised her little hand amid the chaos, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
"Husband, Yan Yan naturally wants it too. When the time comes... before putting on my clothes, Yan Yan can reward you as well~" Dugu Yan had the same request. The tip of her slender snake tail slipped through the blockade of women and slowly tickled Ye Qiu's waist and abdomen.
"Uh..." Hearing Dugu Yan's temptation, Ye Qiu could not help swallowing. The spiral-shaped hollow attack formed by Dugu Yan's coiled snake tail was simply too alluring.
Before Ye Qiu could respond, Ning Rongrong could no longer hold back.
"You shameless woman, what are you saying? Have some dignity!"
Ning Rongrong's face