An Alliance

I took the opportunity to ask, "Then how many people are there in the entire peony garden? I want to ask, how many women does Wen Dian have?"

Yang Yang did some serious calculations. "About twenty-five or twenty-six. Hmm, including you, there should be about thirty of them, right?"

She looked at Zhao Mei with some uncertainty.

Zhao Mei was very calm. She asked me, "Does it matter?"

Wen Dian couldn't be an iron kidney, right? But he was really something. He was enjoying the blessings of a harem in his own small world. He was just a local emperor. I didn't know how his career was going, but the harem had been built. It looked decent. Even the palace fights were upgraded. The highly educated concubines had started the advanced version of the palace fights.

I deliberately thought for a moment. "What are we going to do when we form an alliance?"

Yang Yang and Zhao Mei looked at each other and clearly heaved a sigh of relief.