Volume One, Chapter One Hundred Eighteen
Bing Lengyue said, "No problem!"
Then Bing Lengyue walked over to Zhao Fu and removed her garments one by one.
The setting sun shone over the icefield. Bing Lengyue lay in Zhao Fu's arms, a faint flush on her face. Her bearing held an extra touch of cold, bewitching beauty compared to before.
Outside the door, Bing Yan said, "Husband, you and the princess are done now, right?"
Bing Lengyue's face reddened slightly. She had not expected it to last from morning until afternoon; she had thought it would end quickly, and it felt different from what she had imagined.
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "Come in! It's fine now."
Bing Yan pushed open the door and entered. Seeing the two of them, she revealed a faint smile. Everything had gone just as she expected. The Icefield Kingdom's greatest beauty had been easy for Zhao Fu to win over, and she dearly hoped Zhao Fu could help Bing Qixue seize the throne.
Zhao Fu said, "You come over too!"
Hearing this, Bing Yan glanced at Bing Lengyue and said, "Husband, I'll serve you later."
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "But I want you now."
Bing Lengyue said, "Come over!"
Hearing that, Bing Yan smiled and threw herself into Zhao Fu's arms.
That night, Zhao Fu held the two women and asked, "How do you want me to help? Should I kill the current king, or kill those competing for the throne?"
Bing Lengyue said, "Leave those matters for later. The most important thing now is how to withstand the attack from your two Alchemy forces. If they cannot hold them off, then everything we do will be meaningless."
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "But I can't hold back two armies by