Chapter 388

"Let's end tonight's gathering here."

After a good while of chatting and joking, Consumption Zhang Jie looked at the watch on his wrist,

discovered that several hours had passed, and spoke up.

Although because of the great power of the shared space, the time point they returned to their respective worlds was exactly the same as the time point they entered,

even if they stayed here until the end of time, it wouldn't happen like Tie Guaili of the Eight Immortals whose primordial spirit left his body to travel far,

delaying some time, and the original physical body was cremated by his disciple who thought he was already dead,

leading to him having to inhabit the body of a beggar cripple who had just died,

from then on becoming a cripple who needed to lean on a crutch,

or the pit-father incident of being found by enemies in the outside world and having their physical bodies destroyed,

but the shared space was still too monotonous; where was it as wonderful as the worlds they each resided in?

"Brothers, see you another day."

Pirate Zhang Jie waved his hand, his figure dissipated instantly, and he left the shared space.

"See you another day."

The other Zhang Jies had a thought, and returned to their respective worlds one after another.

"Your Majesty, the night is already deep; it is time to retire."

Leaving the shared space and returning to the Water Margin world, Water Margin Zhang Jie opened his eyes

and saw Li Dequan's smiling face full of smiles.

"Reaching middle age, one really can't watch 'Journey to the West' anymore; I have Sun Wukong's worries,

Zhu Bajie's belly, Sha Wujing's hairstyle, Tang Seng's nagging,

White Dragon Horse's job, and the Golden Cudgel is not as good as it was back then.

What's even more depressing is that the Western Heaven is really getting closer and closer."

Looking at Li Dequan's old face that was about to turn into a blooming chrysanthemum,

Zhang Jie, who felt inexplicably a bit like those emperors in palace dramas who had passed the age of thirty,

looked at his vast harem and felt a sigh in his heart as he gradually felt powerless.

'Uh, I am only twenty-something years old this year, even among all the emperors, I am in the young and strong batch.

Besides, I still have the shared space to rely on; even completing the dream of past emperors

for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years is not a difficult task, why sigh here?'

Recalling that he was a cheater, Zhang Jie instantly kicked this emotion to the ninth heaven.

"Your Majesty, to which consort's palace shall we go to retire tonight?"

Li Dequan, who did not know that Zhang Jie's inner heart could sing ten completely non-repeating big plays,

still maintained a slightly bowing posture and asked respectfully.

The Great Gan was established by Zhang Jie's own hands; he possessed near-supreme prestige,

and naturally, he could rest wherever he wanted at night,

instead of being like some puppet emperors who not only had orders that couldn't go five steps or reach more than two or three people outside,

but even had to be manipulated by powerful officials regarding which concubine to sleep with at night, having no freedom.

"Tonight, let's go rest at Shishi's place."

Zhang Jie, whose fire was stirred up by Heavenly Dragon Zhang Jie's experience, needed to play well.

And when it comes to having a lot of knowledge, among the concubines in the palace, who can compare to Li Shishi, who is gifted with extraordinary talent

and has been taught by many teachers at the Fan Tower who are rich in theory and experience?

It is only because he has deep cultivation; if he were still an ordinary person,

I am afraid it would be really difficult to persist for a moment or three in front of Li Shishi, who is fully exerting her skills.

"Yes, this servant understands."

Li Dequan nodded in agreement and announced to the other palace maids and eunuchs:

"His Majesty has an order: tonight, prepare the carriage for Consort Yi's palace!"

Arriving at Li Shishi's palace, Zhang Jie dismissed the others and walked in alone.

"Your Maj..."

Along the way, the palace maids and eunuchs who saw Zhang Jie immediately wanted to salute.

"Shh!"

Zhang Jie put his index finger to his lips, signaling them to be quiet.

'This servant and others understand.'

The palace maids, who instantly understood that Zhang Jie wanted to give Li Shishi a surprise,

withdrew the words they hadn't shouted yet and nodded lightly in understanding.

Zhang Jie walked into the palace quietly, and then a woman who, even wearing a long skirt,

was still hard to cover her beautiful figure, came into his sight.

Especially since the woman was practicing stretching and body-exercising postures similar to yoga at this time,

many picturesque sceneries were looming, making Zhang Jie's eyes almost spray fire.

Who else could have such a beautiful figure and be so leisurely in this palace

but Li Shishi, the famous Fan Tower courtesan who was turned from a public bus into a private car by Zhang Jie?

Of course, Zhang Jie is not that kind of iron-straight man with no emotional intelligence.

In front of Li Shishi, he naturally wouldn't mention anything related to the Fan Tower.

The reason is recorded in his favorite Ming Dynasty popular novel "Jin Ping Mei":

Ximen Qing was having fun with his wives and concubines; when his interest was up, he would open his mouth and say words like "prostitute" or "lewd woman",

and the wives and concubines wouldn't be annoyed when they heard it, just taking it as a joke.

Only Li Jiaoe couldn't listen to it and would make a temper every time.

Ximen Qing didn't understand, so he asked Wu Yuenian, and Wu Yuenian told him:

"The sisters haven't been prostitutes, so they just listen to it when they hear it, knowing it's a joke;

only Li Jiaoe is truly a prostitute who turned good, so naturally she can't listen to such sarcasm."

"My beloved consort, as long as you persist in practicing, there will be progress sooner or later."

Zhang Jie quietly came to Li Shishi's side as she was exercising, put his head to her ear,

bit her small earlobe, and said meaningfully.

"Your Majesty!"

Feeling Zhang Jie's movements and the meaning in his words, Li Shishi's pretty face instantly turned red.

"Your Majesty is bullying this concubine again!"

Li Shishi said coquettishly.

"Haha, I just like you like this, my beloved consort."

Zhang Jie laughed and picked up Li Shishi, whose face was like a burning cloud, by the waist.

Although she is not said to be experienced in a hundred battles, she is also an old hand in the middle,

yet she is still so shy, which is really addictive.

What to do when husband and wife quarrel or have a cold war? Naturally, it's a quarrel at the head of the bed and a reconciliation at the end of the bed.

One thinks it through, one thinks it open, and naturally they are reconciled.

Zhang Jie: "You are so nervous, Teacher."

Li Shishi was extremely shy: "Your Majesty, this concubine's surname is Li, not Zhang.

But Your Majesty, you are really rude, Classmate."

Zhang Jie chuckled: "Coincidentally, my surname is Zhang, not Lu."

You are so generous, Mr. Fang; my surname is not Fang.

You are really sturdy, Mr. Lang; I am Mr. Lang.

A peerless battle with tens of thousands of rounds is unfolding...