It would be such a waste to let such a talented person go to waste.
It's perfect that I can be Little Tianzhen's secretary.
However, the specifics will depend on the other party's capabilities.
It's considered a probationary period.
However, speaking of secretaries...
When there's work to be done, the secretary does it; when there's nothing to do, just cough.
An Zhen's gaze fell on Xu Tianzhen, who was dressed in a yellow robe.
"Hmm?" Xu Tianzhen and An Zhen exchanged glances.
The girl playfully scolded, "You lecher."
"Why do you say that?" An Zhen asked helplessly.
"That lecherous look in your eyes." Xu Tianzhen put her hands on her hips, revealing a hint of the empress's aura that was beginning to emerge. "Don't you know what you're thinking about all day?"
"No, no, no, it's not indecent," An Zhen denied.
An Zhen said in a serious tone, "That's just an appreciation of beauty."
Xu Tianzhen:...
"Little Tianzhen, how about trying a different style?" An Zhen stepped forward, her hand already on Xu Tianzhen's shoulder. "The yellow robe is great, but trying something else might be nice." Under Xu Tianzhen's sharp gaze, An Zhen changed the subject. "I'm talking about the kind of elite woman style that looks very shrewd and capable."
"An elite woman?" Xu Tianzhen glanced at the yellow robe she was wearing.
Is there any woman more elite than the Empress?
"You'll know once you try it."
The first is Spirit Ability, which reflects.
The power of the World descended upon this place, enveloping Xu Tianzhen.
The yellow robe on Xu Tianzhen fell to the ground, and an outfit that had never appeared in the history of this world before appeared on Xu Tianzhen. A white shirt wrapped around Xu Tianzhen's youthful body, outlining a small, cute curve. This was nothing special; the key was what lay below. The black skirt did not float naturally in the air like an ordinary skirt; the fitted black fabric wrapped around Xu Tianzhen's hips and part of her thighs. The gossamer-thin black silk clung to Xu Tianzhen's fair legs, her skin appearing and disappearing, mysterious and alluring.
'And high heels.' An Zhen thought to herself, looking at Xu Tianzhen's shoes.
"Perfect."
An Zhen took a step back and sized up Xu Tianzhen, who possessed both the aura of an empress and the innocence of a young girl.
"What...what is this?" Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Xu Tianzhen's face flushed with an alluring blush.
"Pervert! You horrible creep!"
Xu Tianzhen puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at An Zhen.
Surprisingly, she had actually been secretly hoping for something.
This form-fitting, hip-hugging garment.
Part of her thighs were already showing.
It feels like a latex suit.
It accentuates the body's curves.
What shrewdness and competence?!
"Um." An Zhen admitted that such clothes did have a unique allure. " Little Tianzhen felt that they displayed charm, gave people a simple and capable feeling, and also had a special elegance."
Xu Tianzhen shook his head, "No."
Compared to the three kingdoms of the Original Douluo Continent, which have always been heavily influenced by traditional thought, the Sun Moon Empire, while more open in this regard, hasn't quite reached the level of An Zhen's previous life, except for some unique cultural elements and traditional clothing. At the very least, Xu Tianzhen couldn't accept clothing that exposed part of the thigh.
Calculated separately if you are at home.
"The situation must be different," An Zhen said.
He doesn't know much about this, but his clothing style in his previous life was heavily influenced by the West.
"Hehe." An Zhen smiled slightly, "Anyway, it's worn just for me."
Xu Tianzhen, wearing black high heels and black stockings, kicked An Zhen's shin. "You've revealed your true purpose, haven't you, you big pervert?"
Despite saying that, Xu Tianzhen had no intention of changing the clothes. Instead, he picked up the yellow robe that had fallen to the ground, dusted it off, folded it neatly, and placed it on the table.
"Who can blame me when my Little Tianzhen is so irresistible~"
An Zhen admired the beautiful scenery before him.
High heels, black stockings, office lady style.
Small in stature, youthful and lively, yet possessing the majesty of an empress.
An Zhen sighed softly, "I really want to execute Little Tianzhen on the spot."
It looks so tempting.
"Mmm." Xu Tianzhen's small body trembled slightly, and an alluring blush quietly tinged her ears with red. "You..."
The words An Zhen imagined, such as "pervert" and "wolf," were not uttered by Xu Tianzhen.
Her black silk-clad feet, clad in high heels, tiptoed, making her already taller figure appear even more slender. Xu Tianzhen's lower abdomen, visible through her bra and white shirt, pressed against the table piled with various memorials in front of her, highlighting the already beautiful curves accentuated by her bodycon skirt.
"Be gentle." Xu Tianzhen's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but it was incredibly clear in the quiet room.
An Zhen was stunned for a moment.
Then, the sound of approaching footsteps reached Xu Tianzhen's ears.
Xu Tianzhen's body trembled slightly with tension, but he did not back down in the slightest.
"So cute," An Zhen's voice rang out.
An Zhen, sitting on the dragon throne, embraced Xu Tianzhen, holding the petite office lady in black stockings in his arms. " Little Tianzhen is so cute."
"I am the Emperor," Xu Tianzhen said, but on his own "bed," he comfortably squinted his eyes. "It should be majesty, not authority."
"Mmm." An Zhen did not refute, but instead reached out and gently stroked Xu Tianzhen's face, a pleasant smile curving his lips.
It felt like a long time had passed.
But it also felt like it only lasted for a moment.
The room was quiet.
"You bad guy." Xu Tianzhen's voice broke the silence, her face flushed. "Can't you control your body?"
"That's only human nature," An Zhen said.
A beautiful girl is in my arms.
It's one of his people again.
He's not some eunuch.
Xu Tianzhen gave a haughty snort, full of pride, "Hmph~"
"You only get one chance."
You just missed it.
"That won't work now."
Xu Tianzhen emphasized.
"It's not time yet, we still have plenty of time," An Zhen said.
Although the average development of people in the Douluo Continent is advanced.
An Zhen reached out and gently stroked Xu Tianzhen's little head.
"Hmph, it's your own fault for not seizing the opportunity." Although she said this, a happy look appeared on Xu Tianzhen's face. The girl turned around, kicked off her high heels, and hugged An Zhen like a kitten. Her jade arms wrapped around An Zhen's neck, her small head rested on An Zhen's shoulder, and her beautiful legs in black stockings knelt on An Zhen's lap, her small feet in black stockings held by An Zhen's hands.
He held back from touching her.
It's alright. Hmph~
"I'd like to rest for a while."
The familiar embrace brought Xu Tianzhen an unprecedented sense of security, and drowsiness pressed down on her eyelids.
The room fell silent again, with only the sound of breathing remaining.
Time passed slowly.
I don't know how much time has passed.
A figure, using a special token, entered the heavily guarded Sun Moon Imperial Palace and, led by a palace maid, arrived at the main hall where the Empress usually handled state affairs.
The beautiful palace maid spoke up, "Go in."
"Thank you for your help," Orange said.
After receiving the letter of recommendation.
Orange told Teacher Xuan and Ke Ke without hesitation.
Although the two were puzzled as to why things had taken such a turn for the better.
But she still gave Orange her sincere blessings.
Xuan Ziwen and Ke Ke delivered oranges.
"Since you've chosen this path, then get yourself ready," Xuan Ziwen said. "Go give it a try. Leave your things at the academy. If it doesn't work out, then come out. With my guidance and your talent, there's a good chance you'll become an Eight-Ring Soul Instructor."
Xuan Ziwen saw the orange's persistence.
This student, who usually seems carefree, puts too much pressure on himself.
He's not a good teacher at all. He's good at researching spirit tools, but he's really bad at persuading people.
He was thinking of pleading with His Highness on his behalf.
But we couldn't even see His Highness.
He wanted to go find his teacher, Master Kong.
However, since taking on the task of exploring the sea for minerals, Master Kong has spent most of his time at sea. The last time he returned was three months ago, when he stayed for a short while before leaving again.
Alas, all he could do was leave Orange a way out.
Ke Ke hugged Ju Zi, trying to make her face look less worried, and said in a seemingly joking manner, "Don't forget me and Yu Tong after you become a high-ranking official."
"Um."
...
At the maid's prompting, Ju Zi entered the main hall alone.
The main hall was quiet. The fusion of ancient and modern styles created an elegant atmosphere, further emphasizing the solemnity and grandeur of the hall, and giving people a sense of psychological pressure.
"Change your work clothes." A voice rang in Orange's ear.
at the same time.
A room next door opened, and a mannequin dressed in black stockings appeared in front of Orange.
"Yes," Orange replied to the void.
Without any hesitation, Orange carried out the order.
A little while.
A beautiful figure appeared in the main hall.
The form-fitting clothes perfectly showcased the girl's shapely figure. Her long brown hair was neatly styled, cascading down her back, some of it draped over her shoulders. While exuding a capable and efficient air, she also fully displayed the charm of a young girl. The bodycon skirt outlined a beautiful and alluring curve, covering half of her knees. Her slender, straight calves, encased in black stockings, appeared incredibly seductive.
A teenage girl working as an office lady.
This fully showcases the advantages of this garment.
It is concise, elegant, and sophisticated.
And an indescribable allure.
Her extremely fair skin had a healthy rosy glow, and it was so soft that it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it. Underneath the black stockings, the hazy allure was off the charts.
"A feast for the eyes." That was An Zhen's assessment.
"Keep moving forward," An Zhen's voice rang out.
The sound of "tap tap tap" rang out as long, slender legs in black stockings clattered in high heels, and Orange walked forward with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
Push open a door.
The familiar person's answer was reflected in the orange's eyes.
A black-haired boy sat on the dragon throne, with a girl nestled in his arms, a yellow robe draped over her body.
Orange was somewhat surprised.
An Zhen's women weren't just the purple-haired mature woman and blonde beauty he'd encountered before; Yu Tong, even His Majesty?!
Although only a glimpse of her profile could be seen from her perspective, that alone, along with the yellow robe, was enough to prove the identity of the girl sleeping soundly in An Zhen's arms.
"Now that you're here," An Zhen's gaze fell on Ju Zi, "that means you've agreed to the proposal I asked Yu Tong to convey."
A mental force enveloped Xu Tianzhen's head, blocking out external sounds.
"Yes." Orange nodded respectfully.
Orange felt a little uncomfortable with the somewhat strange outfit.
"Live a good life and demonstrate your own value," An Zhen said, stating the other two conditions she had mentioned earlier.
"I will do it," Orange said firmly.
"Seven years," An Zhen said. "If you can manage this during this time, Dai Hao will become like that by the time the seven-year agreement is reached at the latest."
Seven years is a minimum guarantee.
In an even shorter time, the completely transformed Huo Yutong was able to use its dragon claws to press Dai Hao to the ground and rub him against the ground.
As for other political implications...
Great Sea God Pavilion Master An Zhen will solve it.
"Yes."
An Zhen used his mental force to sift through a pile of memorials and select ten relatively simple ones, then tossed them onto the table next to Ju Zi. Suddenly, a pen and paper appeared on the table. An Zhen said, "Write down your solutions."
Approving memorials to the emperor was a very important task that required great care.
Because these things, once implemented, will directly or indirectly affect the fate of many people, how can they be treated lightly?
Every single memorial to the throne.
Those that are just nonsense don't count.
Even the simpler ones, with less influence.
Although An Zhen said to let others handle it, not everyone is qualified. They were selected from an unknown number of people, passing through numerous hurdles, comparing qualifications and experience, to finally reach a select few among many officials. Furthermore, multiple reviews and a series of procedures are required.
Although the process was somewhat tedious, almost every official possessed considerable Spirit Master skills, resulting in a fairly fast work efficiency.
"Yes."
Orange shifted her attention from the somewhat strange clothes and her nervousness, focusing entirely on the task at hand.
Time passed.
Orange wrote down ten of her suggestions.
"Your Highness," Ju Zi asked softly. The black-stockinged office lady bowed, the girl's fragrance wafting towards An Zhen's nose.
"Let me see."
An Zhen took out another copy written by Little Tianzhen.
Both are good.
Given the lack of understanding of the Sun Moon Empire's situation in the memorials, providing such a solution is commendable. However, this is the simplified version. An Zhen added the one written by Ju Zi to the stack for later review by officials.
"Well enough."
An Zhen's voice brought a smile to Ju Zi's face.
"But there will be more trials and tests to come."
Even a seventh-rank official is treated with utmost respect. How much more so a secretary assisting the Empress? An Zhen values Ju Zi, hence this opportunity, but ultimately, she must rely on her own abilities. After all, she has a responsibility to the Empire and its people.
"I will try my best," Orange said, her cherry lips moving slightly.
"Then it depends on your performance." An Zhen's gaze fell on Ju Zi, and he said with a smile.
The proper kind.
Although she doesn't have the heroic spirit of a female warrior, she's still great!
'Performance?' Orange's mind wandered a little.
Ju Zi is not some ignorant girl.
I have some understanding of some shady dealings.
Unspoken rules are the most basic kind.
The orange bowed its head.
His gaze fell on the black stockings on her legs.
'And it seems His Highness has quite a few women.'
Ju Zi looked at Xu Tianzhen, who was sleeping nestled in An Zhen's arms. A corner of her yellow robe revealed black stockings of the same color and style as the silk on her legs. Ju Zi definitely didn't believe this was a purely platonic relationship.