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Chapter 12 This is just a dream

After twenty years, Zhao Ming gradually defeated all forces, unified the continent, and founded the Destiny Dynasty. Zhao Ming was also respected as the Emperor of Shenwu.

And this year is called the year of destiny.

It was six years since the destiny, and the Douluo Continent was in good weather, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and their lives were happy. Zhao Ming also began to gradually distribute the rights in his hands and enjoy himself with peace of mind.

Douluo Continent.

Harem.

"Your Majesty, how do you think I'm dancing?" After the dance, Yan Lingji walked up to Zhao Ming and exhaled as if she was orchid. At this time, she was wearing tight hot pants, a close-fitting suspender shirt, and her figure was extremely attractive.

Due to excessive exercise, a thin layer of sweat was exposed on the body, and a charming fragrance continued to emanate.

"My beloved concubine is deeply loved by me, and I am deeply loved by me." Zhao Ming said in a daze.

"Hmph, the emperor is biased. Is it bad for him to dance?" Not far away, Cai Lin was wearing a black short skirt, dancing in the Pure Land of Bliss in response to the cheerful music. However, when he saw Yan Lingji being held in Zhao Ming's arms, he stopped doing it on the spot and said with a taste.

Looking at Medusa in such a young daughter's posture, Zhao Ming couldn't help but become confused, "Cai Fei danced well. It's so beautiful. Come, come to my arms."

As he said that, Zhao Ming stretched out his right hand and took Medusa into his arms.

"The emperor must be hot, he's sweating so much. I'll help the emperor cool down." Yun Yun was speaking. She was wearing a purple palace dress and looking at Zhao Ming gently. She was holding a golden palm fan in her hand, patiently slapping Zhao Ming in her wind and cooling down.

On the other side, Ling Qingzhu was wearing a white dress, with a fairy-like look, and she also held a fan woven silk brocade to slap Zhao Ming in the wind.

"Concubine Yun, Concubine Qing, you all have worked hard." Seeing the beauty thinking about herself so much, Zhao Ming couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"As long as we can solve the problem of the emperor, we will not work hard." The two shook their heads and said in unison.

"Okay, that's right! I feel very comforted!"

"Your Majesty, come and eat fruit." Zhao Ming turned his head and it turned out to be Qian Renxue. At this time, she was wearing a white low-cut palace dress and bent her body, so that Zhao Ming would see her white chest. He picked up a small piece of fruit with a bamboo stick in his hand and fed it to Zhao Ming's mouth.

However, Zhao Ming was unhappy and looked at Qian Renxue with deep meaning.

"Your Majesty, I hate you, I know how to bully others." Qian Renxue's face turned red. She gently sucked an apple in her mouth and fed it to Zhao Ming's mouth.

Zhao Ming was surrounded by people, and everyone else who could not serve Zhao Ming showed a look of annoyance.

Zhao Ming looked at Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Huo Wu... and others all showed unwilling expressions.

"Don't be upset with all my beloved concubines. I will not be biased. I will have a chance in the future." Zhao Ming comforted.

Wake up and hold the power of the world, and lie drunk on the beautiful woman's knees. This may be the highest level of life! Zhao Ming couldn't help but think.

etc.

No.

"Where is Xiao Wu? Where is my concubine?" Zhao Ming widened his eyes. Looking around, there was no trace of Xiao Wu.

"Your Majesty, I'm here to massage your back." A crisp voice sounded from behind Zhao Ming.

But the sound was a bit strange, as if it was a bit gritting.

"My beloved concubine, be gentle. Hiss." Zhao Ming couldn't help but exclaim in pain. Concubine Wu didn't seem to exert much force, why did I feel so painful? Zhao Ming said inexplicably.

"Pret Wu, go down. I don't need you to massage your back." Zhao Ming said angrily.

"You're going to be there." Xiao Wu suddenly swears.

In the Notting College dormitory, Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Ming, who had crossed the line and was still tightly holding her, and her face turned blue and white.

That's all.

This guy even spoke up with the concubine Wu at once, which was extremely disgusting.

It's simply unbearable!

Xiao Wu raised her fist and prepared to punch Zhao Ming again to wake him up.

"Rareless, Concubine Wu dares to talk to me like this. I have thought about it, so I will lock you in the cold palace to reflect on it. When will I figure it out and know where I am wrong, then come out." Zhao Ming muttered.

Cold palace? Do you still want to send me into the Cold Palace? Xiao Wu feels that her lungs are almost irritated.

He swung his fist and greeted Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming gradually felt something was wrong. Why was Xiao Wu dragged away? I felt that someone was hitting me? And it felt like it was on the face.

Zhao Ming was awakened by pain.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a big fist hitting him.

Be good.

With his head tilted, Zhao Ming quickly avoided the attack. The fist instantly hit the bed board, making a loud noise.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, what are you doing?" Zhao Ming said with wide eyes.

"What am I doing? I want to ask you. See what's going on?" Xiao Wu said angrily.

Zhao Ming looked at him and was lying on Xiao Wu's bed at this time, with his legs pressing against Xiao Wu's body.

Ahem, I was dreaming just now. This is a little too real.

"Ahem, this is just an accident. I didn't mean it when I got drunk yesterday. Besides, I used to say that I like to get out everywhere when I sleep." Zhao Ming explained embarrassedly.

"Hmph, then I will give you another chance. If such a thing happens in the future, don't blame my fist for not having eyes." Xiao Wu said angrily.

"Okay. I'll try my best." Zhao Ming shrugged, obviously not taking Xiao Wu's words seriously.
Chapter completed!
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