Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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After that, the two changed positions several times and tossed and turned for more than ten minutes. Finally, Dinia held Ronan's huge member with both hands and swallowed hard, causing Ronan to ejaculate.

Dinia swallowed the thick semen in her mouth, wiped her lips, and said, "Anyway, I've given you the chance, do as you please." After saying that, Dinia took off her stockings, got up and started to put on her clothes, clearly preparing to leave.

"Didi, you're not coming?" Ronan was surprised; Dinia wasn't someone who could be satisfied in one go.

As Dinia dressed, she said, “Over the years, even your wife has been with other people, but I never am with anyone else, and I do it several times a time. Shouldn’t I learn to be more considerate? It would be good for you to try some local specialties once in a while.”

Ronan sat up. "Did Anri tell you anything?"

Dinia froze; clearly, Ronan had guessed correctly.

"That's it then," Dinia said, and left.

Chapter 643 This bottom line has no room for flexibility; you have no future, you're just suitable.

After getting dressed, Ronan left the room and went outside the villa. He had only had sex with Dinia, and he was feeling a bit unsatisfied, so he decided to go outside for some fresh air to calm down.

In this era, most cities, apart from the grand estates of the powerful and wealthy, are completely dark and silent at night. Even though this area is considered a wealthy neighborhood excluding the powerful and wealthy, surrounded by two-story villas with a floor area of ​​over 300 square meters, it is still pitch black and quiet.

But that's perfect, Ronan just wanted some peace and quiet.

He sensed that since he stopped worrying about national affairs and became busy with government affairs, other thoughts began to emerge, the most prominent of which was women.

Previously, he had harbored thoughts about the android Caterpillar, and these past few days, he's been thinking about the married queen mother, and even about the beautiful women he's just glanced at on the street.

Moreover, it wasn't just him who felt it; Anli and Didi also felt it.

"Ronan, you're a real jerk." Ronan couldn't help but curse himself.

Ambrina was his wife who had always loved him. Dinya had gone through countless life-and-death situations with him. Elena and Alice were raised by him and had served him for many years. Although Agustina and Ashley were a little lacking in affection, they had also been with him for many years. Although Isabel didn't say it, she liked him too. Grande regarded him as her only family, and Zhao Yingqi regarded him as his only support.

And that's how he ended up?

"There's no room for flexibility on this issue," Ronan told himself.

Just then, Ronan sensed someone approaching and, upon closer inspection, discovered it was Zhao Yingqi.

"Are you alright?" Zhao Yingqi asked with concern.

Ronan waved his hand, "It's nothing."

"Did you have a fight with them?" Zhao Yingqi asked. She habitually used the somewhat impolite term "they" because she really didn't know what else to call them. Should she call them "sister"? But she was good friends with Ronan's daughter, Astrid. Should she call them "auntie"? That seemed inappropriate.

“No, why do you say that? What happened to them?” Ronan denied it and then asked.

"No, no," Zhao Yingqi quickly shook his head in denial. "They're fine, but you seem a little down."

"Uh, I'm sorry to have worried you," Ronan said apologetically.

"It's nothing, we are..." Zhao Yingqi didn't know how to describe her relationship with Ronan for a moment. Lovers? She couldn't quite bring herself to say it. Concubine? She wasn't one of them; such a thing didn't exist in the Western Continent.

“Family,” Ronan used the word for her.

“Yes, we’re family,” Zhao Yingqi replied, then suggested, “How about we go for a walk over there?”

“Okay,” Ronan readily agreed.

Zhao Yingqi felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. She hadn't run into Ronan by chance; she had been assigned to get rid of him.

Meanwhile, Ambrina, Dinia, and Isabel arrived at the small room where Falek was staying.

Falek sensed that the visitor was up to no good, but she showed no sign of nervousness. After all, she was someone who had risen from a first-class slave girl to become the Queen Mother, so she had the mental fortitude to back it up.

"What brings you three here?" Falek asked, her aura returning even without Ronan present.

“Although we haven’t had much contact this past month or so, I think you’re quite good,” Ambrina said. “According to your plan, you’re leaving for Suleiman’s capital the day after tomorrow, so we’d like to have a chat with you before you go.”

Falek didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly as he waited for the three of them to speak next.

"What are your thoughts on your future?" Isabel asked.

“Set things right, reclaim power, weaken those who oppose reform in the process, then announce that my previous ‘death’ was a conspiracy. As for the Sultan, replacing him won’t be difficult. After that, it’s time for reform.” Falek’s thinking was clear, and she knew she could never become a nominally recognized ruler, but that didn’t stop her from taking power.

Isabel's reaction was indifferent. "And then?"

Falek paused for a moment.

"So you're planning to live out your days alone? Ha, actually, living out your days alone isn't an easy thing for you either. After the reforms are completed, will those who supported your reforms still support you? I'm afraid not only will they not support you, they'll just find you an eyesore. And coincidentally, they need to appease the negative emotions of the factions whose interests have been damaged, so they'll use you as a tool? If you're an idealist, wholeheartedly devoted to Suleiman, that's fine, but I don't think you seem like one."

Isabel said, her words almost piercing to the heart.

Falek wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a way to do so.

"I can't just let this go, and I can't watch this country rot away like this," Falek said, forcing a show of strength.

Ambrina's gaze lingered on Falek for a few seconds before she spoke, "I understand. You can't swallow this insult, and you don't know what else you can do besides stay in this country and do something."

Ambrina's words truly tore Falek apart, ripping out her heart.

Ultimately, she was all alone. She had no family, not even friends. If she didn't reclaim power and implement reforms, what would her past life have meant? What could she do in the future? Change her name and return to her hometown to start a new life as a magician? She had considered this, but quickly dismissed the idea.

She, Falek Varmijavich, could not be an ordinary woman.

"Guess why I, no, why we were able to give up our positions?" Ambrina suddenly asked.

Falek thought of many answers in an instant, but didn't come up with any of them because none of them were reasonable enough. In her opinion, it was unreasonable for Ambrina to give up her position. Even if she was tired of politics, there was no need for her to do so.

Ambrina knew that Falek wouldn't understand, so she answered herself, "Because we are immortal."

The Falek man was stunned, but his heart was pounding.

Few can resist the allure of immortality, especially those with power and influence.

"Unfortunately, the tools for achieving immortality are gone. Even if you join us, we can't directly help you achieve that," Ambrina added. Actually, there was still one left.

Falek's eyelid twitched. What was this? Was he messing with her?

Ambrina then changed the subject, "However, we have a cultivation method that can achieve immortality. If you join us, we can teach you. To be honest, I'm not quite used to my current life. I'm missing a maid." Ambrina really spoke her mind.

"Thank you for the invitation. Your Majesty is too kind to me." Falek said with a "sincere" smile.

“She’s serious,” Dinia said, knowing that Ambrina was not joking. “We agreed too.”

Falek crossed his arms over his stomach, puffed out his chest, and said with a hint of self-deprecation, "I never thought I could gain your trust so easily."

There was no trust.

"It's just suitable." The two of them said, one after the other.

Chapter 634 It's not hard to guess, you just don't understand, it's just flirting.

Isabel continued, "Have you ever heard the saying, 'Don't listen to a man talk about politics, but listen to a man talk about women, that's his political view; don't listen to a woman talk about men, but listen to a woman talk about politics, that's her emotional view'?"

"Without a doubt, we've heard you talk about politics, so we don't think you're incompatible with us."

"As for the method of immortality, you are a genius, so the probability of you being able to learn it is quite high."

"After all, it was you who spearheaded the transformation of the Rag people's totem into a new magic by combining it with the Suleiman people's magic, didn't you?"

Falek was originally quite calm, and even when Isabel said she could cultivate the Longevity Technique, she didn't react much. But upon hearing this, her pupils couldn't help but tremble a few times, because this was a secret known only to her and a very few other people.

Isabel's tone remained calm. "It's not hard to guess. The female slave army is part of the reform, you said it yourself. If you can't control this new army, aren't you just asking for trouble? Besides, you faked your death and even convinced that young Sultan. So there must be someone he deeply trusts, but who you actually control. Who is he deeply trusting? It should be the person who controls the totem enhancement. I imagine it's a Ragman you met when you were still a female slave. The female slave that Aziz Pasha gave you before was actually a finished product you showed him."

"You have created a new method of cultivation. Your talent surpasses that of most people, which is why we say you are very likely to learn the method of immortality."

Falek stood up. "Thank you for your appreciation, but I want to do what I want to do. Please leave."

Ambrina stood up. "Oh, that's fine too."

Isabel's eyes widened in surprise, and before she could speak, Dinia pulled her outside.

Leaving Falek's room, Isabel glared at Ambrina. "It was all your idea, and you made me say so much, and this is all you got?"

“She’s already agreed.” Ambrina found Isa’s statement a bit puzzling. “She just needs some time to completely convince herself.”

"Tch." Isabel scoffed. "Anyway, I don't understand why you suddenly want to bring people in. Don't you have enough people already?"

“You’ve never been a wife, never had a husband, you don’t understand.” Ambrina snapped at her with a “you don’t understand”.

"You!" Isabel was furious. She clenched her fists and was about to raise her hand when Dinia pressed her down.

Dinia looked at Ambrina; in truth, she didn't understand either.

Ambrina looked at her sister Isabel and questioned, "Have you ever cared about Ronan? Have you ever thought about what he's thinking? You just think he's no different from other men because he saw a decent woman and wanted to sleep with her."

"Indeed, men are creatures whose lower bodies control their minds, but whose minds cannot control their lower bodies."

"But Ronan still forcibly limited himself with principles."

"But we can live a long time, and potential mistakes will become inevitable over time. What can we do if he sleeps with another woman one day? We can only forgive him."

"But once forgiven, he will break free of his limitations and head down the wrong path."

“It would be better to start now and let him go on his own initiative. That way, in his mind, it won’t be like he broke his own principles, and he won’t feel any psychological burden or guilt. At the same time, a new set of rules will be formed: if we don’t bring it up, then it won’t work; if we do bring it up, then he has to go.”

After all that talk, Ambrina just wanted to establish a new rule.

Previously, Ronan was required to apply voluntarily. Now, Ronan is exempt from applying. Apart from the nine people who already have applications, from now on, if they are not allowed to apply, they will have to hold back; if they are allowed to apply, they must go.

Isabel disagreed, "I said, aren't you going too far? How can you do this? Does that mean if we think a cow is okay, then he has to go too?"

“That makes sense,” Ambrina affirmed.

Isabel replied coldly, "I think you've been a king for too long, and your occupational hazard is incurable."

“Ronan will definitely agree,” Ambrina said, then looked at Dinia.

Meeting Ambrina's gaze, Dinia nodded, indicating that she agreed with Ambrina's statement and that Ronan would indeed agree.

Seeing Dinia nod, Ambrina laughed smugly and unseriously, "Isa, my dear sister, this is why I am his wife, and you are just a mistress, and a mistress at that."

"Idiot," Isabel muttered disdainfully.

“You’ve broken down, hehe.” Ambrina said smugly. She didn’t like arguing with people, except for her sister Isa.

"I'll break your defense now, with a physical punch!" Isabel raised her fist and threw a hook at Ambrina's chin.

If Isabel hadn't shouted first, Ambrina definitely wouldn't have been able to react, but she blocked the punch, and then another punch came right after.

This time, Dinya had no intention of mediating the fight and went straight back to her room.

Once Dinia returned to her room, the two temporarily stopped fighting.

“Let’s go somewhere else,” Isabel said.

"Bring it on!" Ambrina gritted her teeth. She had already taken two punches to the face, but Isabel hadn't landed a single one. She wouldn't give up until she'd given Isabel a good beating.

On the other side, in the distance, is the outer wall of some kind of temple.

Ronan was pressing Zhao Yingqi, who was wearing black stockings down to his knees, against the outer wall of the temple and fucking him hard. Over the years, Zhao Yingqi had gone from crying out after only a few strokes and being unable to finish before reaching the halfway point to now having the tolerance to barely withstand Ronan's full force.

Zhao Yingqi didn't want to make a sound, so he could only bite his lip and dig his toes into his shoes to keep going.

But the quieter she was, the more Ronan wanted her to make a sound. While doing it, he reached out with his ring finger and vigorously flicked the clitoris on her hairless pink vulva.

Zhao Yingqi squeezed her thighs together and turned her calves inward, persisting for a while. Then Luo Nan's hand left, and just as she felt a sense of relief, the tip of his ring finger stopped at her anus.

"No!" Zhao Yingqi cried out, grabbing Luo Nan's wrist with one hand.

Ronan gave Zhao Yingqi's little bottom a light pinch. "So you finally dared to speak up?"

"All you ever do is bully me," Zhao Yingqi complained.

"You deserve it. Who told you to be their pawn?" Ronan scolded. Actually, he hadn't thought of it at first, but later realized that Zhao Yingqi was one of those guys who had sent him to get rid of him.

Zhao Yingqi turned his face away and remained silent.

Ronan lowered his head and kissed behind her ear, whispering, "Don't be silly and listen to them in the future. By the way, what did they discuss?"

"I'd rather die than tell," Zhao Yingqi said. Actually, there was nothing he couldn't tell; he was just being stubborn to flirt with Ronan.

Ronan readily complied, grabbing her waist with both hands, then pulling out and rubbing against her skin. "Will you tell me or not?"

Zhao Yingqi was very engrossed and replied, "No."

Chapter 645 Temporary Workers, Research Dogs, More Than Just Travel

Ambrina is causing trouble here, but she herself is not "on the front lines." The mission she hinted at to Ronan was for Dinia, and the one she just persuaded to do was mainly Isabel. Even for small missions, she instructed Zhao Yingqi to go.

After giving her sister a severe beating, knocking Ambrina to the ground, Isabelle returned to her residence first.

Meanwhile, Dinia was waiting for her, and Elena was also coming to treat her.

Connected to Elena's healing aura, Isabel said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I said, let's just rebel against her."

“You’ve already given our Emperor a good beating, there’s no need for further rebellion,” Dinia said with a smile.

Just then, Ambrina returned, and another healing chain flew out instantly.