Qian Xunji's Confusion

A night breeze blew in, carrying the fragrance of the jasmine plant in the corner of the balcony.

At that moment, the curtain moved.

Qian Xunji didn't open her eyes, but she smelled a wonderful fragrance.

Bibi Dong had just come out of the bathroom, wearing a purple silk nightgown that draped over her body's curves.

The belt was tied loosely, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a small patch of fair skin below the collarbone.

She sat down on the bamboo chair opposite Qian Xunji, then raised her legs and placed her fair, delicate feet on Qian Xunji's thighs.

"Give me a foot massage."

Qian Xunji opened her eyes, looked down at the feet resting on her lap, and then reached out and grasped her right foot.

His hands were large; one hand could completely envelop her heel and arch.

Press your thumb into the hollow of the sole of your foot and gently massage.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes, enjoying...

After pressing her right foot, Qian Xunji switched to her left foot, pressing along the arch of her foot with her fingertips, from the heel to the toes, and then back from the toes to the heel.

After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he stopped, brought his palm to his nose, and smelled it.

"It smells so good."

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips, "Which day isn't delicious?"

"The scent is different today, did you switch to a different soapberry?"

"It's changed." Bibi Dong lifted her foot slightly. "Want to try some?"

He lowered her hand, grinned mischievously, and said, "We'll talk about it when we're asleep."

Bibi Dong withdrew her foot, crossed her legs, and gently wiggled her toes. "You're getting more and more able to sit still."

"You're getting better and better at it; you never used to say things like that."

"You were corrupted by someone, and this is a reward for you."

"Then we'll continue with the rewards later."

"Hmph, you perverted Dean, what were you thinking just now?"

Qian Xunji looked puzzled. "I think Xiao Xue is a little too smart."

"Yeah?"

"Being smart is a good thing."

"But why did she say 'You must come back safely'?"

"Is there something wrong with that sentence?" Bibi Dong asked. "Wishing you a safe journey before you leave, isn't that very obedient and well-behaved?"

"They are obedient and well-behaved."

Qian Xunji tapped her fingers on the armrest. "But there was something off about her eyes when she said that."

"What's wrong?"

"It's like they can see right through us."

Bibi Dong looked at him for a few seconds, then gently shook her head.

"You're overthinking it. Your daughter has always been well-behaved and obedient; you know that."

"I heard from Ling Yuan before that Xiao Xiao one or two years old, and would wake up in the middle of the night and wail. Ling Yuan was exhausted by this and even came to ask me if Xiao Xue was like this when she was little."

Qian Xunji asked, "What did you say?"

"I said that Xiao Xue only cried once when she was born, and she hasn't cried since."

Bibi Dong recalled, "Do you remember? When we put her on the bed, she would open her eyes and look around, without crying or making a fuss."

Qian Xunji laughed too, "It seems so. I remember I was standing by the bed when she stared at me with her round eyes, as if she was studying me."

"If only we had Image Recorder back then," Bibi Dong said softly, "We could have filmed her like that."

"We've filmed quite a few already."

"Those photo albums are already quite thick."

"Not enough." Bibi Dong shook her head. "We need to keep filming. We'll watch it again when she grows up and gets married."

Qian Xunji imagined what Qian Renxue would look like when she grew up, and then imagined the scene of her getting married. His expression turned a little ugly, and he quickly banished the image from his mind.

"By the way, Xunji." Bibi Dong's voice pulled him back to reality, "Are you curious?"

"What are you curious about?"

Where will God go?

"Of course, it's a place where God should reside."

Bibi Dong then asked, "What happened to the gods that used to appear on the continent?"

"If they died, they should have left some trace. Since there are no traces, it means they went somewhere."

"Dong'er, I guess they went to the Divine Realm."

"The Divine Realm?"

"Yes, it was mentioned in the Qian Family chronicle as well."

Bibi Dong looked up at the night sky and remained silent for a moment. "If we go to the Divine Realm, will we be able to come back?"

"Cannot."

Bibi Dong looked away from him and asked, "How did you know?"

"Fool, of course it was the God of Light who told me. Have you forgotten that you also went through the Divine Examination?"

"Oh right, I'd completely forgotten about the Divine Examination since I haven't been there in so long."

"Alright." Qian Xunji stood up from the bamboo chair, stretched, and said, "Let's go back inside and rest."

"Okay." Bibi Dong stood up, her bare feet touching the floor tiles, and stretched out her hands towards him. "Hold out your hands."

Qian Xunji was puzzled, but still stretched out both hands.

The next second, several spider silk threads wrapped around Qian Xunji's wrists, circled twice, and then tightened, binding his hands together.

Qian Xunji looked down at his bound wrists. "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Bibi Dong took a step forward and walked up to him.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes captivating. "You know perfectly well why I'm asking this."

Qian Xunji's Adam's apple bobbed; he seemed to understand.

At this moment, Bibi Dong reached out and lifted his chin with her index finger. "What did you just call me?"

"Wife."

"Okay, say it again, what's your name?"

"Your His Holiness the Pope"

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, released his chin, and turned to walk into the house.

The other end of the spider silk was held in her hand. With a gentle pull, Qian Xunji was dragged forward two steps.

"You called me by the wrong name, so you'd better accept your punishment."

Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province, Nuoding City.

Nuoding City may not be a bustling city, but its location is excellent.

Located in the heart of the Fasinuo Province, it is where several official roads converge, and caravans traveling north and south pass through.

Although it can't compare to those famous big cities, it's still quite prosperous.

The sun was shining brightly on a summer afternoon.

A tall, young man was walking down the street.

Tang Hao was dressed in an ordinary gray cloth shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing his strong forearms and a pair of large hands.

His facial features were deep-set, with high brow bones, a straight nose, and a strong jawline, giving him a rugged and muscular appearance.

But the expression on his face at that moment had absolutely nothing to do with the word "rough".

He tilted his head, his gaze falling on the woman beside him, a doting smile on his lips.

The woman beside him Ah Yin.

She was wearing a blue floral print dress with a light gray short jacket over it.

Her belly was already noticeably protruding.

Pregnancy didn't make her look haggard; instead, it added a touch of maternal tenderness to her eyes and brows.

She walked with one hand supporting her lower back, while Tang Hao held her other hand tightly.

"Walk slowly," Tang Hao said.

"It's already very slow."

"If you slow down any further, you'll have to stop."

"Then stop."

"Why did you stop? Are you standing in the middle of the road so other people can see you?"

Tang Hao opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Ah Yin smiled broadly as she looked at him.

She liked seeing Tang Hao like this; he was the youngest and most promising Soul Douluo, and his momentum when wielding the Clear Sky Hammer was astonishing, with almost no rivals among his peers.

But in her presence, he always seemed awkward, unsure of what to do with his hands.

The two walked slowly along the street.

As they crossed an intersection, Ah Yin suddenly stopped.

Tang Hao immediately stopped. "What's wrong? Are you tired?"