What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

The person in the lead was none other than Tsunade, who had a voluptuous and proud figure.

She was wearing a bright red cheongsam with a high slit.

The gold thread embroidered with intricate phoenix patterns perfectly accentuated her mature and graceful curves.

Every step she took carried the grace of an empress and a fatal allure.

Following closely behind was the cold and voluptuous Samyi.

Her dark green cheongsam accentuated her snow-white skin, while her short golden hair added a touch of sophistication.

However, the slit in that cheongsam almost reached her thigh.

Her fair and slender legs were faintly visible as she walked.

Next up are Sakura Haruno, Hinata Hyuga, Ino Yamanaka, Tenten, Hana Inuyasha, Kurenai Yuhi, Hanabi Hyuga, Hikari Uchiha, Yugao Uzuki, Anko Mitarashi...

Almost all the women in his harem who had names and surnames...

They all walked in gracefully, dressed in exquisite cheongsams of various colors.

Tall or short, fat or thin, plump or slender, some innocent, some charming, some aloof, some lively—a riot of colors, dazzling the eyes.

The cheongsam, as a garment, is designed to accentuate a woman's figure.

The high slits exposed her legs to the air.

It gleamed alluringly in the light of the luminous pearl.

Their faces were lightly made up, and their eyes were either shy and timid, boldly provocative, or aloof and self-possessed.

Without exception, everyone's attention was focused on Di Yan, who was on the soft couch.

At the end of the procession, Uchiha Mikoto was holding an antique harp.

Her slender fingers plucked the strings, and the melodious music came from her hands.

She wore an elegant moon-white cheongsam, exuding a gentle and graceful demeanor.

It contrasts with the dazzling scene ahead, yet it is strangely harmonious.

This is not over yet!

As the music flowing from Mikoto's fingertips gradually became more exciting and passionate.

Like the beating of war drums, like boiling oil over a raging fire!

The women in the center of the hall moved in response!

They are no longer simply walking.

Instead, they stretch their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

They started dancing a dance full of exotic charm!

The dance moves are bold and passionate, with arms that meander like snakes and waists that are as supple as water.

Her jade-like legs were sometimes visible and sometimes hidden at the slit of her cheongsam, outlining an incredibly alluring curve.

Her eyes sparkled with allure.

It seemed to steal one's very soul.

Tsunade's boldness, Samui's aloofness, Hinata's shyness, Ino's liveliness, Tenten's charm, Kurenai's maturity, Hanabi's naivety, Hikari's innocence...

Every style is amplified in the dance.

They intertwine to form a vibrant and exquisite masterpiece.

Di Yan had put down his wine cup at some point.

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze sweeping intently over every dancing figure.

His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

He licked his slightly dry lips and muttered a curse under his breath:

"These vixens... they really want me to die on top of them..."

Even Fu, who had recently joined the group and was kneeling obediently beside Di Yan, and Uchiha Izumi, who was absent from the dance, were present.

4.7 was also stunned at this moment.

They watched the female ninjas' confident and alluring dance moves.

Watching them so generously display their beauty.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief and a hint of envy and longing that she herself was unaware of.

original……

Is this still possible?

This meticulously prepared "Rainbow Feather Dance" is a masterpiece.

It was undoubtedly an ultimate sensory feast, and also a silent declaration.

They have accepted their fate.

And they are prepared to use their own unique methods.

In the emperor's harem, they fought for their own place.

Di Yan thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being completely pleased.

this...

That's what power brings.

One of the ultimate indulgences.

The music and dance continued, but Di Yan's gaze lingered subtly on the precocious Hinata Hanabi.

Her small figure, accentuated by the cheongsam, possessed a unique allure.

"How did this girl end up in there?"

Di Yan muttered to himself, completely baffled.

He hasn't eaten the little firework yet.

Does this mean we can eat it now?

...

123 The studious Hyuga Hanabi; a visitor from the Three Kingdoms?

The cheongsam show is still going on.

Accompanied by cheerful music, a group of female ninjas swayed gracefully.

Just as Hinata Hanabi passed by Teiyan.

Di Yan suddenly reached out and pulled the girl into his arms.

"ah!"

Hanabi gasped in surprise, only then realizing her predicament.

He immediately curled up into a ball, too afraid to move.

"Keep going, keep playing the music, keep dancing."

Di Yan chuckled and waved to Tsunade and the other women.

The women watched as Huahuo was held in Di Yan's arms, and each gave him a reproachful look before continuing to sway.

Hinata, however, looked at Hanabi, whose face was flushed, with a complicated expression.

Di Yan chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest traveling through the thin fabric to Hua Huo's back, making her ears turn even redder.

He could clearly feel the girl's tense body and quickened heartbeat in his arms.

"You like to dance?"

His lips almost touched her burning earlobe, his voice seductive, "Then let me see if my fireworks dance is as good as theirs."

Hanabi shuddered and instinctively tried to break free.

But Di Yan held her even tighter.

His arms were strong and powerful, encircling her slender waist, rendering her unable to move.

"I...I've only just started learning..."

Her voice was weak and tinged with panic.

His gaze unconsciously drifted towards Tsunade and Kurenai, who were still dancing gracefully to the melodious music.

They seemed to genuinely ignore this side.

Her dance moves were graceful, and her long legs, partially revealed by the slit in her cheongsam, were dazzling.

Hinata, the older sister, would occasionally glance over.

But he quickly looked away and focused on his own dance steps.

“It’s alright,” Di Yan’s fingers tapped lightly on her waist, his breath brushing against her neck. “I have plenty of time to appreciate it.”

Hanabi bit her lower lip, struggling internally.

She did indeed have the intention to make comparisons.

Aside from wanting to surpass her older sister Hinata.

She especially wanted to outshine Uchiha Hikaru, who always acted like a "big sister".

But being truly held captive in Di Yan's arms like this, feeling his strong masculine aura and undeniable control up close, was truly something.

She then realized how naive and dangerous her provocation had been.

Di Yan seemed to see through her predicament.

With his other hand, he gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

His image was reflected in the girl's clear white eyes.

Glistening with moisture, she was captivatingly beautiful.

"What? You only dare to work hard behind the scenes, but don't dare to show it to me?"

His tone was playful, but his eyes were deep.

"Who...who wouldn't dare!"

Spurred on by him, Hanabi's competitive spirit resurfaced.

She took a deep breath, trying to ignore the burning hand on her waist, and leaned back slightly.

Create some distance and assume a starting position for a dance.

Although the posture is still a bit awkward.

But the pride and graceful figure that belonged to the second young lady of the Hyuga main family were already evident.

Di Yan's smile deepened, and he relaxed his grip.

He watched with great interest as she tried to dance in the small space he had marked out.

The young body, wrapped in a cheongsam, has exquisite curves.

Every subtle movement exudes a youthful allure.

After performing a few movements, Hanabi felt her cheeks burning.

Di Yan's gaze was so intense it made her feel completely lost.

One rotation, and the center of gravity becomes unstable.

She gasped softly and fell into his arms again.