Her emotions gradually settled.
Then came wave after wave of regret.
She seemed to have made another mistake.
As a teacher, she hadn't acted like one.
Doing things this way was completely wrong.
She looked again at the person so close to her.
Guilt appeared in her eyes at once.
"It's all right, it's all right."
"Your teacher will make it up to you in the future."
"Just like last time, when your teacher didn't stop you."
Bibi Dong found an excuse to comfort herself.
As she muttered that last sentence, she suddenly felt relieved.
That's right. She could make it up to him later.
Bibi Dong thought that as long as no one else knew, Xiao Wen didn't know, and she kept her eyes closed,
she would still be that noble teacher, that cold and glamorous Pope.
The image everyone held of her would remain untarnished.
She turned over again.
Time passed, and soon the sun was high in the sky.
Su Wen rubbed his bleary face.
Although he'd woken up, he'd still lain there for quite a while before moving.
He yawned.
He'd slept all night, yet he still felt sleepy.
His body was exhausted.
It was as if he'd spent the whole night plowing a field.
Su Wen left his room and saw several women in the hall.
It seemed Salas had specially sent them to serve him.
When they saw Su Wen, they respectfully asked, "Your Highness the Holy Son, His Holiness the Pope said you should eat something first when you woke up. His Holiness is looking over some of the branch hall's records right now."
Su Wen nodded without saying much. The maids soon brought him food.
The meal was lavish. Besides expensive Spirit Beast venison, there was even tiger soup.
The meat had