"Your Majesty... you seem to be in high spirits today~ Not even all of us, your civil and military officials combined, have been enough to satisfy you."
Beauty Dong, who held the rank of Prime Minister, spoke in a sweet, coy voice. She took out a soft towel and, along with several heroic and beautiful female generals with sun-kissed skin, removed Pei Yuhang's sweat-soaked and sullied Dragon Robe, then began to wipe his body clean.
Several other beauties whose clothes had been roughly torn, heedless of their own disheveled and indecent appearances, minced over to Pei Yuhang's side and began to massage his muscles and bones.
Pei Yuhang's eyes were glazed over.
He could no longer utter a single word.
After the recent, indescribable chaos of carnal pleasure, the Yin Yang Qi within him, which he had struggled so hard to balance, was thrown into disarray once more. His consciousness began to blur as the suppressed desire grew ever stronger.
