Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 156 Qian Renxue: Don't treat me like a fool, I'm waiting for you to come to Heaven Dou City to apologize.
"I'm afraid everyone in the world sees this very clearly, but they're just keeping quiet about it."

Zhu Zhuqing murmured to herself, then looked at Ling Qianyao, narrowing her eyes, "Why do I feel like she really likes you?"

She has recovered a lot now, and if one day she can really be reborn and regain her memories.

Hmph, memories of the past and the intimate moments with you surged in her mind at the same time, and just thinking about it made her feel complicated.

Do you think she can go back?

A gentle and virtuous lady, during the time she lost her memory, spontaneously developed many ties with Ling Qianyao.

Even after Zhu Zhuqing and Qian Renxue repeatedly showed affection to Ling Qianyao in front of her, she became increasingly eager for Ling Qianyao.

When past memories resurface and she senses Tang Hao's strangeness and betrayal, what will A Yin choose? Can she truly go back?
Seeing Ling Qianyao's thoughtful expression, Zhu Zhuqing chuckled softly and whispered in his ear, "Aren't you excited? The other party is a married woman, after all~"

Upon hearing this, a strange feeling instantly spread through Ling Qianyao's heart.

He seemed inexplicably excited.
"It must be Bibi Dong's morbid psychology that has affected me. What bad thoughts could I possibly have? I just wanted to limit Tang San's growth and seize some opportunities ahead of time."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "Forget it, let's put A Yin's matter aside for now. Don't forget, I'm coming back tonight to demand compensation."

A knowing smile played on her lips, her eyes gleaming with mischief, a touch of naivety and languor in them, as she spoke softly.

"I'm hungry"

The next morning.

Qian Renxue woke up to the rustling sounds beside her. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at Bibi Dong, who was getting up.

"When did I fall asleep? Did you go out last night?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback. "No, you fell asleep while you were talking last night. Your emotions fluctuated a lot. You received so much information yesterday, and your mental energy was quite depleted."

"Is that so?" Qian Renxue stretched and got out of bed, smiling at Bibi Dong. "Then, one of my wishes has been fulfilled. Although I was missing an embrace in my dreams, I hope to make up for it now."

She opened her arms to Bibi Dong, her eyes full of expectation, and a bright smile appeared on her lips.

Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback when she saw Qian Renxue, who was asking her for a hug like a child. It felt as if the softest part of her heart had been gently touched.

Faced with Qian Renxue's pure and direct emotions, she was somewhat at a loss.

However, after only a moment's hesitation, Bibi Dong slowly stepped forward and gently embraced Qian Renxue.

"What are the three remaining wishes you told me about last night, and what are the things you need me to do with you?"

Qian Renxue stepped out of Bibi Dong's arms, crossed her arms, and pretended to think. "I haven't decided yet. I'll wait for the right opportunity. However, I do have a small request now."

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh? What small request?"

Qian Renxue opened her mouth, her eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment she shook her head. "Never mind, pretend I haven't thought it through yet. But I hope that in the future, when I ask you about something, you won't hide anything from me. Remember, I mean anything."

She spoke very seriously.

“Okay.” Bibi Dong agreed and went to the washroom first.

Qian Renxue sat on the sofa, staring thoughtfully at Bibi Dong's back. She glanced at the wall next door, which was Ling Qianyao's room, and her doubts and struggles deepened.

"I really hope it's just my imagination, but alas."
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At noon, in the Pope's palace, Bibi Dong looked at Ling Qianyao, who had arrived again, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. Last night at dinner, Qian Renxue had actually given her a reason to summon Ling Qianyao.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, someone offered her a pillow. She was worried about finding another opportunity to spend some quality time with Ling Qianyao before they left the next day, but unexpectedly, Qian Renxue "thoughtfully" helped her.

She activated a soundproof barrier, completely isolating the palace from the outside world to ensure that their subsequent conversations and actions would not be overheard by anyone.

"Qianyao, is it time to treat me?" Bibi Dong leaned back on the soft couch, looking at Ling Qianyao with a charming gaze, her voice carrying a hint of seduction.

Ling Qianyao rolled his eyes. "The Rakshasa evil thought has already been cured, so there's no need for further treatment."

Bibi Dong smiled and slowly stood up, walking to Ling Qianyao.

She draped her arm over his shoulder and said softly, "That's not necessarily true. Even ordinary people can catch a cold and it will relapse. My Rakshasa God Trial is not over yet, so who can say for sure it won't come back? It's better to consolidate it a bit more."

She gently traced her fingertips across Ling Qianyao's chest. "This is important, isn't it?" She leaned closer, about to kiss Ling Qianyao's lips.

Ling Qianyao turned his head slightly to avoid her kiss. "Wait, I have something to say."

"We'll talk about this later."

When Bibi Dong saw that he had dodged her kiss, her eyebrows furrowed and a hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes. She put her hands on Ling Qianyao's neck again and pulled him closer to her, her breath sweet as orchids, "I don't want to hear it now. I'll report it later."

Ling Qianyao had no choice but to comply with her wishes, so he picked her up by the waist and carried her towards the inner chamber of the bedchamber.

Bibi Dong smiled broadly, "That's more like it."

Inside the secret room.

"Why are you still wearing that papal robe? And how did you end up moving the papal throne here?"

Bibi Dong chuckled and pulled off half of the outer layer of the papal robe that bound her, revealing the brocade undergarment underneath. With the garment half-undone, her fair skin was faintly visible, exuding endless charm.

Her eyes sparkled with a seductive allure as she looked at Ling Qianyao, her voice soft and sweet: "What, don't you think I look good? I'm wearing the papal robes, the supreme pope of the Spirit Hall. Don't you want to?"
And this throne, symbolizing power and glory.

She walked slowly toward the papal throne, as she did so, veils falling as she went.

She turned gracefully and sat on the throne, propping her head up with one hand and gently patting the seat beside her with the other. Her voice was full of irresistible allure: "Qianyao, come here and sit next to me. Don't you want to taste this flavor together?"

Ling Qianyao's throat bobbed. As expected of Pope Bibi Dong, she had just grasped the true meaning of the secret chamber and had already mastered the new method of "controlling people" so quickly.

A day later, Ling Qianyao and his two companions left the Spirit Hall, accompanied by a Super Douluo from the Hall of Worship.

Bibi Dong sat on the papal throne, glanced into the distance, then turned her gaze back to the table, finding the memorials before her uninteresting.

"Qian Yao."

"Your Majesty, this is a letter that the young master entrusted me to deliver to you after they left."

"Oh?"

Bibi Dong took the letter from Chrysanthemum Douluo's hand, and slowly unfolded it as the latter left.

"Don't treat me like a fool. I'm waiting for you to come to Heaven Dou City to apologize!"

(End of this chapter)