Looking at Qian Renjue's pleading eyes.
Bibi Dong had a smile on her lips, playfully caressing Qian Renjue's face.
"Why are you looking at Mom like that?"
"Is Mom that scary? My esteemed Pope."
"Uh, no, Mom is very beautiful."
Qian Renjue shook his head uncomfortably.
He wasn't afraid of Bibi Dong getting angry, but he was worried about retaliatory torment.
"Thank you for the Pope's praise."
Bibi Dong's expression was teasing, her voice carrying a hint of respect.
"…"
Black lines spread across Qian Renjue's forehead.
He glanced at Ling Yuan, who was stifling a laugh until her pretty face was red, and felt even more overwhelmed.
"Can you carry Mom down now?"
Bibi Dong couldn't help but giggle.
She opened her arms and wiggled her two delicate bare feet.
"Yes."
Qian Renjue grumbled as he grabbed her delicate ankles, bent down to pick up her shoes.
He gently put them on Bibi Dong.
Then he stood up, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted her behind her knees.
He carried Bibi Dong horizontally from the desk.
"That's more like it."
Bibi Dong contentedly wrapped her arms around Qian Renjue's neck.
She leaned in and gently gave him a peck.
Softly saying:
"Mom doesn't have any good gifts to give you right now, is this okay?"
As soon as she finished speaking.
Bibi Dong thought of the fun she had just had.
She leaned on Qian Renjue's shoulder.
Teasingly said, "I wonder if His Majesty the Pope is satisfied with this little girl's gift?"
"…"
Qian Renjue's eyebrows twitched.
He muttered, "Mom, stop it, I was just joking."
"Whatever Mom gives me, I like it."
"That's good then."
Bibi Dong smiled and nodded.
She took off the crown from Qian Renjue's head and put it back on her own.
"Then Mom won't joke about this anymore."
"Okay."
Qian Renjue put Bibi Dong back on the throne, stood up, and took off his coat.
Returning it to its owner.
Ling Yuan timely handed over the slender, ornate scepter.
Facing Qian Renjue's resentful glare, her eyes dimmed, and she lowered her head obediently.
Tap tap!
Footsteps echoed in the empty hall.
A slender figure full of charm walked in gracefully.
Orange wavy short hair, a shapely body wrapped in a long dress.
It seemed to be covered with mottled bloodstains.
Hu Liena looked at the high platform with respect and joy in her beautiful eyes.
She bent down and knelt on one knee.
Her voice was extremely respectful.
"Hu Liena greets Teacher, greets Senior Brother."
"Get up."
Bibi Dong waved her hand slightly, quite satisfied with her little disciple.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Hu Liena stood up, her temperament somewhat different from the past.
She was more charming, with a hint of sternness and bloodiness.
Qian Renjue looked down at Hu Liena, his eyes filled with pity.
"How is it? Was Nana's mission successful?"
Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Renjue, not paying attention to this insignificant etiquette.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother, it was very successful."
Hearing Qian Renjue's voice.
Hu Liena's face bloomed with a smile, and the slight depression in her eyes temporarily dissipated.
Bibi Dong's expression returned to its usual majesty.
She reminded her:
"Nana, those bandits are all damned people, you don't need to care too much."
"Teacher, Nana understands."
Hu Liena bowed her head, her delicate body trembling slightly, her face pale.
Even though she understood that those people were not good people and deserved to die.
But the appearance of death was not divided into good and evil.
They were all screaming, wailing, with broken limbs and blood.
The hundred-member bandit group was killed by the three of them.
How could she not have fluctuations in her heart?
She couldn't help but vomit after killing them yesterday.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed back today.
"Alright, Nana, go back and rest well, don't rush to cultivate recently."
Bibi Dong said as much as she could.
This kind of thing, you just need to get used to it, this is the only way for soul masters.
Only Qian Renjue could be an exception.
She was still alive, there was no need for Qian Renjue to be a vicious executioner.
"Yes, thank you for your concern, Teacher, Nana will take her leave."
Hu Liena bowed and took her leave.
She raised her eyes and looked at Qian Renjue, who was staring at her, and felt a little happy in her heart.
Watching Hu Liena retreat.
Bibi Dong shook her head helplessly.
She instructed, "Jue, take some time to comfort Nana later."
"Okay, I will."
Qian Renjue nodded.
"Also, didn't your sister say she wanted you to go over there?"
Bibi Dong thought of Qian Renxue, whom she could only see occasionally.
She couldn't help but feel a little heartache.
She said softly:
"Tell Mom in advance when you leave, so I can prepare too. Got it?"
"Don't worry, Mom, I remember."
Qian Renjue obediently nodded, then stepped forward and bent down.
He gently kissed Bibi Dong on the cheek.
"Thank you for Mom's gift, I'll go back and see Nana first."
"Okay, go."
Bibi Dong smiled like a flower.
Being pampered by Qian Renjue for most of the morning was enough to make her happy for days.
"Sister Ling Yuan, let's go."
Qian Renjue called out to Douluo Ling Yuan and walked towards the steps.
Calmly.
When passing Ju and Gui, he said goodbye in a gentle voice.
…
Leaving the Pope's Palace.
Douluo Ling Yuan quickly followed Qian Renjue.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Ling Yuan didn't mean to laugh just now."
"Ah Ying ~!"
As soon as Douluo Ling Yuan was about to approach.
Qian Renjue quickly turned around and raised his hand, pinching her delicate, porcelain-like pretty face.
"Your Highness."
Douluo Ling Yuan covered her red cheek.
Both cheeks couldn't help but flush red, with no anger, only shyness and shame.
This was already the unknown time!
"It's okay, Sister Ling Yuan, I forgive you."
Qian Renjue smiled and patted Douluo Ling Yuan's shoulder gently.
"Then, then I really thank Your Highness."
Douluo Ling Yuan's voice was faint.
"No need to be like this, Sister Ling Yuan, just don't shake your body when you stifle a laugh next time."
Qian Renjue curled his lips and turned to continue forward.
"How can I control it? Obviously, that guy Yue Guan was also stifling a laugh."
Douluo Ling Yuan felt slightly indignant.
But just thinking about Qian Renjue pinching Yue Guan's face like this.
She couldn't help but shudder.
Unimaginable!
It's not a big deal to have Your Highness pinch her face occasionally.
It's better for her to enjoy that kind of shame alone.
Douluo Ling Yuan hurriedly shook her head and quickened her pace to catch up.
Looking at Qian Renjue's steady back.
Ling Yuan rubbed her face, smiling sweetly.
"The older Your Highness gets, the more his style of doing things is like His Majesty and Miss Xue."
"The only difference is that the punishment is very gentle."
Douluo Ling Yuan followed Qian Renjue's side, not too fast, not too slow.
Watching Qian Renjue catch up with Hu Liena.
"Nana!"
"Senior Brother?"
Hu Liena looked back, her eyes filled with surprise.
Looking at Qian Renjue approaching, her somewhat haggard face improved slightly.
She staggered forward and hugged Qian Renjue tightly.
With a slight cry: "Senior Brother, Nana killed people, many, many people."
"Yes, I know."
Qian Renjue gently stroked Hu Liena's hair, the pure milky fragrance mixed with the smell of blood.
I wish you all a happy life!
