Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Soon, Dinia gushed. The month-long drought caused her to squirt earlier than usual, and Ronan immediately began to fuck her rapidly. Dinia's smooth, white, big buttocks trembled and left afterimages.

Finally, another sustained jet of hot, thick, white fluid erupted, spraying directly onto the uterine wall and filling it completely.

After a while, both of them recovered. Ronan sat up, squeezed Dinia's big breasts, and looked at Ambrina on the other side. "Come on, go take a shower. Once you're clean, I'll change your socks and fuck your asses later."

Canaan installed a hot water system for the bathhouse, powered by magic. It was a bit extravagant, but it worked very well.

Chapter 864 News from the Circle: The Situation Is As Expected, Can We Be a Little More Intimate?

After showering and drying themselves, the three of them wrapped themselves in crimson velvet bathrobes. The velvet was made of cotton yarn with mulberry silk loops, and it was a high-end export product of Seris. However, Ronan, Dinia and Ambrina were not wearing export goods, but special supplies. It was a high-end product that you could only buy if you had money and connections.

Having just finished showering, he didn't rush into anything, but instead started drinking Shaoxing wine and eating braised goose liver.

The 20-year-old semi-sweet glutinous rice wine is Dinia's latest favorite. As for baijiu (Chinese white liquor), it's really not good now. Like Western sugarcane wine, the quality is relatively low and it's generally hard to drink.

Braised goose liver is one of Ambrina's favorite Serian delicacies.

They ate, drank, and chatted, with Ronan asking about recent events and Ambrina talking about recent events.

Ambriina is well-known in the social circles of ladies and intellectuals in Foshan.

Firstly, she's rich; secondly, she's truly talented.

In the circle of ladies, she was rich, not only with silver, but also with a huge collection of jewelry, pearls, emeralds, and the like. These were all made from the blood and tears of the colony natives. She would lend these things to the ladies she was on good terms with from time to time. Gemstones were nothing special to Seris, who was passionate about jade, but she absolutely adored pearls.

Besides, Ambrina could also offer some insights when listening to operas with them, proving she wasn't an uncultured foreigner.

In literary circles, after exchanging ideas with the Serians, Ambrina had a flash of inspiration and, with her elementary-level mathematical skills and the help of the true academic genius Astrid, managed to figure out the twelve-tone equal temperament. In addition, Ambrina also had a talent for "Ambrina Impressionism" painting, and many writers vied to praise her.

Of course, there's also the reason why Madam An often invites these people—whose backgrounds and cultivation are neither high nor low, but who are passionate about art—to eat and drink at restaurants.

Therefore, Ambrina didn't need to make any special inquiries to know the "inside information" that she "wouldn't tell anyone else."

All these messages boil down to one situation, one that was exactly as Ronan had expected: in the Guangdong region, local forces were beginning to unite in an attempt to oppose the imperial court.

The key word is "也".

The root cause is still the same old problem: Seris is too big, and the economic development of various regions is extremely uneven and cannot be balanced. The natural conditions are there, and as a unified regime, it must act as a whole and not allow itself to act independently.

There was dissatisfaction in various places.

When the imperial court is powerful enough, things are fine, but not long ago, during the "sacrifice to heaven incident," the emperor led the rebellion, and the rebels kidnapped officials. The court even tacitly allowed the rebels to take tens of thousands of people away from the capital, and was unable to eliminate the rebels. Instead, a group of top-tier superhumans had to organize themselves to eliminate the rebel leader. The court's face was directly thrown to the ground and then trampled into the mud, impossible to dig out.

Since the imperial court has acted this way, there's nothing more to say. We're laying our cards on the table, no more pretense, we're going to embrace genuine localism.

"It remains to be seen whether the Seris court can maintain stability," Dinia said.

“If we stabilize this side, the other side will become even more unstable,” Ambrina added, only to realize that the foie gras was gone when she reached for a toothpick to poke at the slice.

A few drops still lingered in the Dinia flask. He finished his drink and put down the glass, thinking, "It was inevitable after all."

“Of course,” Ronan said, putting his arm around the two of them. “It’s time to get down to business.”

Dinia habitually elbowed Ronan, "Hmph, that's all you think about."

Ambrina also unusually echoed Dinia, "That's right, that's right."

"Then I'm not coming. I'm going to sleep." Ronan said in a sullen tone.

"Huh?" Dinia stared at Ronan.

Ambrina pouted, grabbed a handful of Ronan's two large testicles with one hand, and said, "That won't do."

Ronan gently tugged at Ambrina's pubic hair and poked Dinia's large breasts. "Alright, alright, I'll definitely fill all three of your holes to the brim today."

After washing up, Ambrina and Dinia changed into pantyhose.

Ambrina wore pinkish-white semi-transparent pantyhose, which made her already slightly chubby figure even more noticeable. If her face were more mature, or her features more angular, she would appear a bit plump. However, her face was the sweet and cute type, and she was soft and gentle. Wearing white stockings gave her a feeling that made people want to pick her up and squeeze her hard, and rub her against her.

Dinya's stockings were thick and slightly sheer, the flesh of her thighs like two water balloons pressed together, making the back of the stockings transparent and shiny, close to her dark skin tone. Her thighs gradually deepened in color from top to bottom, while her calves were semi-transparent, her slender ankles were almost opaque, and her heels and toes were semi-transparent. Such thighs and such changes in the sheen of the stockings, no matter how many times he saw them, would still make Ronan's thing stand up.

Ronan pressed Dinia down, his entire glans, along with a layer of black stockings, squeezed into Dinia's anus. Although she had already been thoroughly developed and had a special physique, Dinia, who hadn't been penetrated from behind for several days, still instinctively grabbed the sheets. After a slight hiss of pain, she let out a soft moan of pleasure.

Ronan squeezed in little by little, and the long-lost tightness and heat felt incredibly comfortable.

On the other side, Ronan's hands were also busy. He inserted a finger covered in ointment into Ambrina's anus as a form of lubrication and to clear any obstructions, making it easier to penetrate her later.

“Didi, I’m starting.” Ronan said, and began thrusting.

After remaining motionless with her head buried in her buttocks for a while, Dinia began to twist her large, round buttocks, her large breasts swaying in response. Ambrina, who already had two fingers inserted, was beginning to feel something, but what truly excited her was seeing Dinia being fucked by Ronan—a thrill far exceeding that of watching Isabel being fucked by Ronan. "Ugh, mmm..." Just as Dinia began to make comfortable nasal sounds, Ronan suddenly pulled out, then pressed Ambrina down and thrust his massive penis in forcefully. Ambrina cried out in pain from the sudden impact, her legs kicking wildly up and down on the bed.

"Sweetie, Anri, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt," Ronan quickly comforted her.

Ambrina was so annoyed by the way the baby was being coaxed that she bit Ronan's arm hard. "Hmph." She snorted coldly, then retaliated by tightening her grip hard, trying to hurt Ronan as well.

But she herself was in even more pain. After a while, she finally stopped making a fuss, and Ronan began to slowly move around, kissing and comforting her to make her feel better.

After a while, Ronan switched to Dinia's side, untied the black stockings, and inserted himself directly.

Ronan began without restraint, thrusting forcefully with every stroke as if he wanted to shove his balls in. Then, he switched to Ambrina, and after a series of frenzied thrusts, he ejaculated into her warm rectum. When Ronan pulled out, Dinia's anus was still slightly opening and closing, not fully closed. Ambrina's anus, on the other hand, looked like a large, red hole in the soil after a carrot had been pulled out.

"I said, can you two be a little more intimate with each other? This doesn't even feel like a threesome."

Chapter 865 Counting the Outstanding Figures, Time for Dinner, A Special Icebreaker

After his sixth ejaculation, Ronan lay on the bed, exhausted, pleasurable, and mostly empty.

Vision gradually blurred. In my line of sight, under the bed, there were two pairs of stockings, one black and one white, with many spots; white mid-calf stockings with holes in the soles and half-dried sticky fluid hanging from them; and black calf stockings. On the bed, there were white stockings and black pantyhose with small holes torn in the back; and silk pantyhose, flesh-colored and black with silver glitter, all intact but crumpled up and filled with sticky fluid.

The stockings gradually blurred and eventually disappeared as Ronan drifted off to sleep.

At some point, certain figures began to flash back in Ronan's dreams.

The teenager, in his chuunibyou phase, scribbled haphazardly in his notebook, the pages scattering. The next second, his perspective shifted to a black sphere. Passing through the sphere, his view rapidly expanded layer by layer, finally breaking through an atmosphere and revealing a planet inhabited by humans from a classical civilization thousands of years ago.

The perspective shifts rapidly, no longer looking inward, but moving along the ground from west to east, all celebrating the arrival of the miracle.

In the blink of an eye, the scene shifted, and it was as if it were a high-speed photograph: nobles who used summoning magic by bloodline and wizards who used elemental magic through apprenticeship were rising to power.

But soon a contradiction arose. During a rise and fall of civilizations in the East, a magical man appeared who, in an era when only summoning and elements existed, created a primitive and crude combination magic. It was not very powerful, but it stripped wizards of their authority.

Centuries later, the descendants of a vanished civilization, the worshippers of this miraculous man, founded a school of thought that would later penetrate the very marrow of every Seres.

The perspective shifts rapidly, and a certain Western civilization ends its monarchical era and enters the republican era.

After a long while, otherworldly beings and artificial intelligences appeared in the field of vision.

They quickly saw the entire world and even glimpsed some of its essence. They then made some adjustments to the origin of this world. However, at this time, they discovered that the passage connecting the worlds was about to close, and that this world was destined to perish sooner or later. They were not sure they could stop it, so they chose to leave.

But the artificial intelligences stayed.

Not long after the changes in supernatural abilities, the country in the western part of Seris miraculously created fusion magic, and then achieved unification.

More than 1,600 years ago, the first people in history to reach the seventh level appeared in both the East and the West.

Subsequently, the republican era of that Western country ended, and the imperial era began, while Seris, the first true peak, arrived.

It was at this time, on the eve of the passage being completely closed, that a special artificial intelligence came into this world.

He was the later Holy Son.

The Son of God never intended to establish a religion, nor did he ever seek fame. He never called himself the Son of God. The only thing he ever said about God was that the world was created by one and only God. But clearly, his description of "God" as an artificial intelligence was something that humans in the classical era could not truly understand.

His disciples' disciples truly established the Seven Saints Religion. Thus, a peculiar religion, both secular and monotheistic, was born.

A thousand years ago, both the East and the West entered a period of chaos. After the infighting, many of the remaining artificial intelligences disappeared, and only Lavigne could be seen.

But it was also during this period that the Seven Saints Cult began to truly flourish, and the Green Church prophet in Central Asia also created his own combination magic. In Seris, amidst the ongoing wars, cultivation methods were constantly being promoted.

This religion reached its true peak five hundred years ago, and then began to slowly decline. More than three hundred years ago, Oranus, the founder of the Golden Eagle Dynasty of the Fas Kingdom, gave it a kick, accelerating its decline.

Also more than three hundred years ago, a man surnamed Zhao developed a very special ability.

This is the best of times, because for the first time in the world there are so many top-tier superhumans; it is also the worst of times, for the same reason.

After paying a heavy price, the top superhumans in the East and West almost unanimously established a set of extremely similar rules.

“All have passed away; let us count the truly remarkable figures…” Ronan was muttering to himself in a daze when he was suddenly interrupted.

"What are you talking about in your sleep at midday? Get up and eat, Ronan," Ambrina's voice rang in his ears.

Ronan woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and saw Ambrina, who was dressed neatly. "Anri, you actually got up before me."

Ambrina crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Isn't this normal? I only got ejaculated on by you three times last night."

Ronan chuckled, "Then you walk a few steps."

"I had a leg cramp when I woke up this morning, is that not allowed?" Ambrina tilted her head and pouted as she asked. In fact, her legs were still trembling. She didn't know if it was because Ronan had become stronger in that area after reaching the seventh level, or because she had been holding back for too long. In any case, she had been used in all sorts of positions last night, and by the end, she felt like her body didn't belong to her anymore.

At that moment, Dinia walked in and said, "Actually, she just woke up."

"You..." Ambrina was so angry she choked.

Dinia smiled smugly when she saw her like this.

Ronan couldn't help but feel a little gratified. After decades, the relationship between Dinia and Ambrina, which had always been separated by a not-so-thick layer of ice, was finally showing signs of breaking down.

Last night's little bet between the two was the spark that broke the ice.

Last night, before the third round began, Ronan asked the two to get closer, but neither of them really cooperated.

Ambrina proposed a bet: each would command Ronan to attack the other, with Ronan acting as a tool in the process. Whoever was knocked unconscious first would lose.

Dinia, who is more resilient, doesn't really have an advantage. First, she came first, giving Ambrina time to recover. Second, she herself is someone who loses focus after an orgasm.

The loser has to use their mouth to clean all the dirt off the winner's clothes.

At that time, the two of them had stockings all over their bodies, front, back, legs, and feet.

As a result, Ambrina lost by a narrow margin. The former queen was licked by the former prime minister. At first, she was quite indignant, but she stopped and cursed as she was being licked. Later, she laughed as she cursed.

Actually, it's been decades, and neither of them is petty. There's no real conflict between them; they've just been keeping a distance.

"Alright, let's go eat," Ronan said, getting up.

Dinia nodded. "I have things to do after I finish eating."

"What is it?" Ronan asked.

"About that General Lu, she..." Dinia told Ronan. She woke up earlier, and Lu Jianling had already arrived by then. She asked him and found out what had happened.

"Sigh." Ronan sighed. This kind of thing was even more difficult to handle than political issues.

Ambrina said with a nonchalant expression, "It's really nothing. Madam Zhao doesn't have that deep feelings for that Liu guy."

"Anli, don't talk nonsense," Ronan said in a low voice.

Ambrina was unhappy. "It wasn't me who said it, it was Yingqi who said it. If it weren't for the two children, she would have left long ago."

Chapter 866 Thinking of getting involved, resolving a small problem, but real trouble is on its way.

According to Zhao Yingqi, Madam Zhao, who is Zhao Yingqi in this world, doesn't actually love Liu Menglong, but she cares a lot about the two children.

Many years ago, her father was the Defense Commissioner of Eastern India. When Seris suffered a defeat in the battle against the Western Allied Fleet, her father was transferred to the area outside the Great Wall. He was still the Defense Commissioner, but the highest commander of the border town outside the Great Wall was the Jiedushi (military governor), who was subject to the control of civil officials. In reality, he was demoted and exiled. After enduring for many years, he gained some merit and smoothed things over. Just when he was about to be transferred, the "Great Sacrifice to Heaven Incident" occurred, a major event that shocked the whole country. The rebels once held a separatist regime outside the Great Wall, and he was held accountable again. Now he has no time to care about his daughter.

As for his father's good deeds, Liu Menglong's teacher, Yu Daoheng, is a rare individual who has a high level of cultivation but also gets involved in politics. This time, he inevitably gets caught up in the vortex. He plans to stay out of it from now on, otherwise he will be plagued by trouble for a while.

Even though a disciple he favored died, the man with the name Yu Daoheng, which sounds like a sage, never considered leaving the imperial court.

He only gave Madam Zhao a letter, telling her to wait for someone from the Liu family to come and pick her up.

Madam Zhao was naturally unwilling. Was they there to take her away? No, they were there to take Liu Menglong's son. As for her, she could either move into the Liu family and remain a widow, or leave and remarry, but she certainly couldn't take her child with her.

“She wants to stay here now,” Ambrina said.

As Ronan dressed, he said, "She's staying here. It's perfectly reasonable and legal for Brother Liu's family to come and take the child away."

"Can't we help her?" Ambrina asked.

“She’s not in the right,” Ronan said.

Ambrina suddenly lost her temper. "What's with all this talk of reason? Let whoever wants to reason with me come here. Come on!"

Actually, she herself didn't care much about Madam Zhao, but Zhao Yingqi did. To Ambrina, Zhao Yingqi was both her goddaughter and her good sister.

"Alright, let's talk about this later." Ronan didn't want to argue with Ambrina here either.

The three of them went out to the main hall and had a meal with their guest, Lu Jianling.

Lu Jianling's attire was similar to when we first met: her hair was tied up, she wore a green gauze crown with a horizontal hairpin, a red ribbon with white jade inlaid on her forehead, two strands of hair in front, and a portion of her hair loose in the back. She had simply drawn her eyebrows and applied lipstick. This makeup and hairstyle gave her both the heroic spirit of a dashing young man and the beauty of a charming young woman.

Needless to say, Ronan has never seen a Seres woman more beautiful than her.

She has a face modeled with exquisite detail, just like Diniya, and looks like a chivalrous woman from ancient times who has stepped out of a painting.

Her figure was also excellent. Even though the clothes under her cape and coat were quite thick, she still looked quite full and bulging. Her waist was definitely not thin, but it was not thick at all compared to someone as tall as her.

The glutes are definitely big, very big; you don't even need to look to know.