Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the Papal Palace.
Chrysanthemum and Ghost, two titled Douluo, stood respectfully in the hall.
As if there was something they shouldn't see.
They kept their heads lowered.
From the desk on the high platform came the rustling sound of pen on paper.
The tall, ornate crown swayed gently.
The jewel-encrusted robe draped over that broad, sturdy frame.
The rustling sound suddenly stopped.
A clear voice, as refreshing as a spring breeze and tinged with helplessness, rang out.
"Mom, you're sitting on the Chamber of Commerce report."
Qian Renjue, wearing Bibi Dong's crown and Papal robes,
stopped writing, looking up at the woman sitting before him.
On Qian Renjue's desk sat a cluster of delicate Polygala comosa flowers.
Also seated was a slender, voluptuous, and well-proportioned figure.
She wore a purplish-red long dress.
Perfectly outlining the graceful curves of her figure.
A subtle, elegant fragrance permeated the air, intense but not vulgar.
It was a refreshing, gentle aura.
Only her back was visible towards the hall doors.
Yet Chrysanthemum and Ghost, the two titled Douluo, felt immense pressure.
"Oh, then Mom will scoot over a bit."
Bibi Dong's voice was gentle and teasing.
Her delicate features and exquisite face made her look barely over twenty.
Her long hair was styled up with a golden hairpin.
Every smile and frown radiated nobility and maternal radiance.
She held a bunch of washed grapes in her hand.
Her bare feet dangled outside the table, swinging gently like a girl's.
Hearing Qian Renjue's voice.
Bibi Dong lowered her eyes, looking at the documents pressed beneath her buttocks.
She smiled softly.
Looking at Qian Renjue wearing her coat and crown.
The loving smile on her face deepened.
Her crimson lips closed on a purplish-red grape, breaking the skin and sucking it clean.
Bibi Dong said softly.
"Jue, Mom's holding grapes, it shouldn't be a problem to borrow some strength, right?"
"No-"
Qian Renjue quickly closed his lips as soon as he opened them.
His mouth twitched slightly.
Before he could finish his answer, Bibi Dong took it upon herself.
Placing her exquisite, warm foot on his knee, she supported herself with one hand on the table.
Then, using both her hand and foot, she exerted force simultaneously.
Gently lifting her upturned buttocks from the desk and moving to the side.
"Alright, Jue, continue working."
Bibi Dong smiled, nonchalantly placing the grape skin from her lips into the tray held by the spirit crane beside her.
"Understood, Mom."
Qian Renjue pouted, steadied the tilting crown, and picked up the Chamber of Commerce report on the table to examine it.
"Smack, smack~"
Bibi Dong swung her beautiful feet, suddenly making some eating sounds.
Like a playful child.
Qian Renjue's breath hitched slightly, and the Chamber of Commerce report in his hand crumpled.
He looked up, a little aggrieved, and said:
"Mom, is this your birthday gift for my fifteenth birthday?"
"That's right, to be Mom's boss."
Bibi Dong nodded with a smile.
Carefully peeling the grape in her hand, she only glanced at Qian Renjue out of the corner of her eye.
Her red lips parted slightly.
"Weren't the Spirit Hall Affiliated Academy and the Star Dou Border Chamber of Commerce both your ideas?"
"Of course, I have to let you show off your skills."
"After you see where it needs improvement, Mom will make other changes."
"Open your mouth. Ah~"
Bibi Dong gently brought the peeled grape to Qian Renjue's lips.
"Be a good boy and be today's Pope for Mom."
"This is what you said yourself."
"Today is not only Jue and Xue'er's birthday, but also Mom's day of suffering."
Bibi Dong squinted her eyes.
Qian Renjue's words felt like a unique tenderness that she enjoyed very much.
"Thank you, Mom."
Qian Renjue curled his lip; he had clearly already given Bibi Dong a gift.
He opened his mouth to accept Bibi Dong's feeding.
Then he threw himself back into his work; these two projects did indeed need improvement.
"Chuckle~"
Bibi Dong chuckled.
Looking at Qian Renjue's serious face, she reached out and straightened his crown for him.
Her eyes were filled with pride and happiness.
As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, how could she not know the importance of those two plans?
Spirit Hall Affiliated Academy.
Established in various cities, providing a direct route to the Spirit Hall Academy for outstanding individuals.
Currently, it doesn't seem to have much use.
But when every city on the continent has a Spirit Hall Affiliated Academy.
Then what will happen?
All the soul masters in the world will be disciples of the Spirit Hall!
The Spirit Hall will also be able to absorb more reliable genius soul masters from it.
As for the Star Dou Border Chamber of Commerce.
It is a rare way to make money, coupled with various elixirs, it is very competitive.
Qian Renjue will definitely be an excellent Pope.
Half an hour passed.
Qian Renjue had basically finished dealing with the matters at hand.
Bibi Dong naturally helped from time to time.
Feeding him some fruits and pastries.
Seeing that Qian Renjue was finishing up, Bibi Dong put the cherries in her hand back into the plate.
She opened her arms and swung her beautiful feet.
She said softly with a smile, "Alright, Jue. Carry Mom back."
"…"
Dong dong!
Qian Renjue remained silent, tapping the stack of documents in his hand repeatedly on the desk.
The Spirit Crane Douluo, who was holding the fruit plate, looked curious.
Just now, she seemed to have seen the corners of His Highness's eyebrows raise slightly in triumph.
She quickly lowered her head.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo also looked at each other; what did they hear?
"Pope, Your Majesty?"
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment.
She wasn't annoyed by Qian Renjue's disrespect towards her.
Her face was flushed abnormally, seemingly shy and ashamed, indescribable.
In short, it was a bit inexplicably funny.
Looking at Qian Renjue's stern face, Bibi Dong finally couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth.
"Pfft~"
Bibi Dong covered her cherry lips, her smile gentle.
Her eyes carried a bit of strength and invincibility, like a proud white swan.
Sitting on the desk, using her knees for leverage.
She leaned forward slightly, moving closer to that handsome face.
Her fair hand pinched Qian Renjue's handsome face.
Her flaming red lips curled slightly, exhaling fragrant air, and teased:
"What did Jue just say? This little woman didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"
"…"
Looking at Bibi Dong, whose aura was gradually increasing in front of him.
That smiling face was full of pressure for Qian Renjue.
Instantly making Qian Renjue feel guilty.
He shook his head with an embarrassed smile.
"Mom, no, it's nothing, I was just joking."
Wishing everyone a happy life!
