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"But even if she's 99% responsible, darling, don't you bear even 1% responsibility?"

"..."

The alarm bells rang loudly in the sky.

Oh no, she's learned it.

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished, right?!"

Chang Yeyue licked her red lips and stepped onto Empress Caesar's golden bed.

Caesar?

So what if he's Caesar!

I want to imbue your teacher with my scent on your dragon bed!

When that arrogant little empress woke up, all she could smell was the scent of victory.

Changyeyue's move was undeniably ruthless.

In the context of ancient Chinese history, this would be equivalent to someone sleeping with Empress Ma on Emperor Zhu's imperial bed.

It wasn't just ordinary sleep; it was a series of different "plays" taking turns...

Changye Yue first woke up Sanyue Qi. In the girl's hazy state after waking up, he pressed her head down and, after giving the bewildered Sanyue Qi and Qiong a wet kiss, he sat down on her shoulders and then sat down facing Qiong's face.

This is...

This is beyond what nine generations of clans can stop.

Eighteen clans are not enough!

The earthworms in the house had to be split in half vertically, the eggs had to be shaken until the yolks were broken, the ant nests had to be covered with hot aluminum, and finally, they had to be burned to the ground!

Fortunately, Caesar was not awake, otherwise the Moths might have been forced into civil war.

Once fully awakened, Changyeyue can revert to her meme state at any time; she is powerful enough to freely choose whether or not to appear in front of others.

One day later.

"Huh? More than a hundred years have passed! Really?"

While sleeping in, Changye Yue pulled him out of bed to play ranked matches. After exhausting his stamina in one match and falling back into a deep sleep, March 7 finally woke up.

She witnessed Changyeyue hanging up the Titis who tried to steal food as decorations more than once.

Although Heather and Xiadie won fewer times, they were not spared either.

Everyone has experienced the joy of swinging on a swing.

"It felt like I just took a normal nap, but so much time has passed!"

March 7th, like a lazy cat, lay sprawled on the warm, sturdy chest of the sky.

On the other side, Changyeyue lay on her side, her left arm around Sanyueqi's slender waist, while her right arm possessively wrapped tightly around Qiong's neck.

"A person who is sleeping is of course unaware of the passage of time."

Qiong touched March 7's forehead with her own.

"That makes sense."

The intimate gesture made March 7 feel as sweet as if she had drunk honey, and she lowered her head to give Qiong a light peck on the lips.

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate, Chang Yeyue, who was standing to the side, showed an expression of extreme satisfaction, even a blissful intoxication, on her beautiful face.

To be honest, Ms. Changyeyue's XP system probably does have some problems.

She loved watching Qiong and San Yueqi be affectionate, watching Qiong bring happiness to San Yueqi.

The thrill and satisfaction she felt from witnessing that scene were even stronger than the sensation of Qiong launching a fiery spear attack on her.

"By the way... where are we?"

Looking around on March 7th, the luxury of this palace far surpassed that of the rooms in the Golden Courtyard.

She had initially thought she was in the palace of the High Pole, but the unfamiliar view from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows made her realize something was wrong.

"The holy city of Ohm, now the capital of Caesar's Empire, is where we are in Caesar's bedchamber."

Qiong reached out and smoothed the hair on March 7's side.

"Hmm, uh... eh!?"

March 7th nodded blankly at first, then suddenly realized what was happening and let out a gasp.

Then, Qiong briefly recounted to the two sleeping beauties the major events that had occurred during his century-long slumber, as well as the information he had heard from Xia Die.

"Wow, that's a lot of information..."

March 7th was dizzy from listening to all this, and rubbed her little head against Qiong's chest.

"Anyway... since things have come to this, let's go back to Golden Courtyard for dinner! I'm hungry~"

It's always the style of Little March.

Get up and get dressed.

Qiong instructed Heiseyin to deal with the courtiers who came to pay their respects and the guards who had been knocked unconscious by Changyeyue.

"By the way, Changyeyue, why are you using an umbrella?"

On March 7th, looking at the other version of himself holding the black and red umbrella, he asked in confusion.

"You don't understand, Ah Qi. Holding an umbrella accentuates Ah Yue's cold and aloof temperament. Don't you think she looks like a villain?"

With her eyes closed, Qiong dressed Empress Caesar, who had been hanging all night, in the clothes that had been scattered around her.

As for why he closed his eyes?

That's a good question.

Please hug Kyō's face like a facehugger, forbidding him from looking at the red jellyfish of Krüdera's nude body, and answer.

"Hmph~ You're the real villain, Changye Yue is so cute."

March 7th puffed out her cheeks, crossed her arms, and turned her head away.

She felt a little jealous; she hadn't expected that Krystalla really did have ulterior motives towards Qiong, just as Changyeyue had said!

Ah Qiong is her teacher!

However, upon seeing the youthful mounds on Krystal's chest, March Seven's jealousy subsided considerably, replaced by a faint sense of superiority.

It seems... it doesn't pose any threat.

All I can say is that the naive little March doesn't understand how deadly the forbidden thrill of a loli-sized empress forcefully pushing you forward like a conqueror is!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so careless.

Hearing March 7 praise her cuteness, Changyeyue narrowed her eyes and was very happy, but she was unhappy when she saw Qiong's hands moving on Kryudela's body.

"Using an umbrella is, of course, to avoid getting wet."

"Huh?"

On March 7th, he looked on in surprise.

"It's a perfectly sunny day outside, not a drop of rain, and the palace doesn't leak, so why are we all soaked?"

"because……"

Chang Yeyue curled her lips into a smile, and the scarlet jellyfish floating directly above the dome suddenly expanded, spraying a torrent of water downwards like a high-pressure water gun.

Her punishment wasn't over yet.

Qiong reacted quickly, sensing something was wrong as Changyeyue answered, and immediately picked up Krydela to use as an umbrella.

Splash!

The torrential liquid poured over the great Empress Caesar, instantly turning the incomparably noble empress into a drowned rat.

Her gorgeous nightgown clung to her body, soaking wet, and her long, icy blue hair was sticking messily to her cheeks, making her look somewhat disheveled and comical.

Unfortunately, because it was too short and too small, it couldn't block all the rain, and part of the dome still got wet.

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

Having just finished dealing with the ministers and removing her guards, Hathaway returned.

Upon entering, one sees Qiong holding up the soaking wet and unconscious Empress Caesar, while Qiong herself is also drenched in sweat.

The bizarre scene left her bewildered.

She didn't care that Krydela was naked; sirens don't really have the concept of clothing.

Whether it was the fairy maidens, the saintess ladies, or Caesar, Hazel felt it was perfectly normal for them to be naked with the king.

Because that's what she did.

When she was alone with Wang, she was always completely naked.

"Cough, it's nothing, just a minor...accident."

Qiong handed Keludela to Heather.

"Please help Caesar clean up and get dressed."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hathaway respectfully accepted Caesar's gift, wiped herself clean, and put on her clothes.

The reason Caesar fainted was obvious to Heather without even asking.

She also had a seed-biting contest with Wang.

Qiong opened the Anywhere Door, and everyone returned to the Golden Courtyard. Before leaving, Changyeyue released her control over Crydella, and Caesar fell into a natural deep sleep.

Having used willpower to drive my body to conquer the sky, I'll probably need to take a long nap now.

For the next few days, Sora didn't go anywhere and spent all her time with the girls in the Golden Garden.

Five days later.

The holy city of Ohmma.

Tibo brought two guests.

One was a dazzling blonde girl dressed in a well-tailored, elegant gown, and the other was a stunningly beautiful woman with captivating charm.

"Hey, what kind of weird clothes are you wearing?"

The blonde girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

The wine-red-haired beauty gently tugged at the girl's sleeve with a hint of reproach.

"Aya, you can't be rude."

"You spoiled little fish...do you even know there's still a sweet stain on your lips?"

Hazel gazed at the bubbles of the golden trout.

"Oh?"

The Brilliant Song raised its eyebrows.

"Aya, you've been secretly eating behind my back?"

"How dare you complain! I'll remember this grudge!"

Aglaia stood with her hands on her hips, her delicate chin held high.

Her lively appearance even brought a slight smile to the face of the swordsman, Hazel.

The blonde girl came closer.

"Teacher Tibo said you came from the Sea of ​​Darkness, where you washed your feet?"

As for calling Guan Tibao "teacher".

A teacher is not a mentor. Elementary school teachers, middle school teachers, and high school teachers are all teachers.

The Titis are Aglaia's teachers in the conventional sense.

The meaning of Eden, the teacher, to Aglaia is similar to that of the master in the Immortal Boat.

"Your clothes..."