"Husband, the tables have turned. You have nowhere left to run."
"Is it so hard to agree to Dong'er's request?"
"I'm your wife, after all. Can't you even grant your wife's request?"
Bibi Dong threw herself into Ye Guyue's arms, wrapped her arms around his tantalizingly slender waist, and coquettishly pleaded.
Her fingers traced circles over Ye Guyue's chest.
Ye Guyue was thoroughly displeased. How could he possibly agree to Bibi Dong's demand? "No way!"
Keep dreaming.
"If you won't, then don't blame Dong'er." Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Hmph. Three hours have passed, Dong'er. You should stop—"
Ye Guyue was just about to use Martial Soul Possession when he realized he still couldn't mobilize the Soul Power in his body.
"How is that possible?"
Bibi Dong immediately shoved Ye Guyue onto the bed and climbed on top of him.
"Husband, I forgot to tell you: the poison lasts for six hours."
Ye Guyue's eyes widened, his face red with anger. "Dong'er, you actually dared to trick your senior brother!"
"I had no choice. There were too many uncertainties, so I lied to you. And you actually believed me—you really are so innocent and adorable."
Bibi Dong burst out laughing and grabbed the Mist White Plain Dress beside her. "Since you won't do it, Dong'er will have to dress you herself."
"You!" Ye Guyue was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
He'd actually been tricked by Bibi Dong.
"Husband, I told you—you can't escape."
"Besides, this dress is just like a robe. Only the style of the bottom half might be different. People already mistake you for a woman when you're out and about, so wearing this won't make any difference."
Bibi Dong chuckled and immediately set to work.
"Slow down. Don't pull so hard~"
A moment later, Bibi Dong released her hold, satisfied. She stepped back two paces and looked Ye Guyue up and down, her eyes shining brightly.
The mist-white dress fit snugly, its hem falling to his ankles and revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.
His white hair spilled over his shoulders and down his back like a waterfall, blending with the plain white dress. His usually cool, otherworldly air now carried a touch of fragile beauty.
Ye Guyue stood rigid, his hands gripping the hem of the dress in mortification.
He wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
He hadn't expected Bibi Dong to get the better of him after all.
"Stop staring at me."
Ye Guyue glared at Bibi Dong, seething.
Bibi Dong stepped forward, her voice brimming with laughter. "Husband, you look so good in a dress. You're prettier than every woman on the continent."
"Shut up!"
Ye Guyue tugged hard at the hem, trying to cover more of his skin, but the more he did, the more intently Bibi Dong watched.
"If I'd known you looked this good in a dress, I would've made you try one on ages ago."
Bibi Dong slipped an arm around his waist and whispered in his ear.
"Try this!"
Ye Guyue pulled her arm away and left the bedchamber. Today, they still had to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Although Gu Yuena's connection meant there was no need to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast for the time being, a sacrifice might still be possible.
"Husband, wait for me!" Bibi Dong hurried after him.
"Wait for you my ass. Get lost as far away as you can."
Ye Guyue snorted and made his way to the Pope Palace.
Yue, Gui, and Du had already prepared the carriage.
"Husband, Senior Sister, Senior Brother, wait for me!" Bibi Dong came running after them, panting.
At the sound of her call, the three paused and looked up. When they saw Ye Guyue, they stared in surprise.
"Your Highness the Holy Son?"
The three thought their eyes were playing tricks on them. With Bibi Dong beside him, they could hardly believe this was the Holy Son they were seeing—he looked like a celestial goddess from the ninth heaven.
Ye Guyue ignored them and climbed straight into the carriage.
"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, what happened to the Holy Son?" Yue Guan asked.
"Senior Sister is throwing a little tantrum. Elder Yue, don't worry about it."
Bibi Dong offered an explanation and immediately climbed into the carriage.
"Old Ghost, Old Poison, I didn't imagine that, did I?" Yue Guan rubbed his eyes. "It looks like the Holy Son was bullied by the Holy Maiden?"
Gui Mei nodded solemnly. "You didn't imagine it. And the Holy Son doesn't seem to mind."
"Let's leave married couples to their business and go do something else," Dugu Bo said.
The three continued waiting.
Dugu Bo's son, Dugu Xin, arrived first. Shortly afterward, Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu, and Golden Crocodile Douluo arrived one after another.
It was Dugu Bo's first time meeting Qian Daoliu, and he hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Great Enshrined."
"At ease. Since Guyue brought you into Spirit Hall, you're one of us now." Qian Daoliu had already heard of Dugu Bo.
His joining Spirit Hall would naturally strengthen its forces.
Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji climbed into the second carriage.
Once everyone had arrived, they set off one after another for the Star Dou Great Forest.
Inside the carriage, Ye Guyue felt wretched. Bibi Dong was in front of him, and the Silver Dragon King was behind him.
His head was killing him. Really killing him.
Gu Yuena must have prepared a Soul Beast for his Eighth Soul Ring long ago. As the Dragon Queen who had been forced to join the Soul Beast Clan, she probably thought a Soul Beast sacrificing itself to him was a blessing for the beast.
"Senior Sister, what's troubling you?"
Bibi Dong climbed into the carriage. She had been careful not to disturb her senior sister, but when she saw Ye Guyue looking so troubled, she couldn't help asking.
"It's none of your business. Leave me alone. I'm annoyed."
Ye Guyue waved her away, clearly unwilling to talk to Bibi Dong.
"Senior Sister, is wearing a dress really such a big deal?" Bibi Dong fidgeted with her fingers, puzzled.
"Of course it is! I... Forget it. Once this is over, I won't fall for your tricks again. If you try this again, I'll find someone else and make you regret it." Ye Guyue snorted.
But Bibi Dong wasn't afraid in the least. On the contrary, she looked delighted. "If there really were another sister, Dong'er would welcome her with open arms."
Ye Guyue had no answer. Once they had secured the Soul Ring, he would make plans for everything else.
"After we get the Soul Ring, let's find a place for our wedding chamber. We can't stay in the palace forever. How awkward would it be if our child were born and we had nowhere to live?"
Bibi Dong had already planned out their life after marriage. She would certainly manage their home frugally, learn to cook, and firmly win over her senior sister through her stomach.
If she ever craved something, she could use the dress as an excuse. Otherwise, she wouldn't get to eat it.
Bibi Dong really was a little genius.
No, she was a great genius.
"We'll definitely have a wedding chamber. Grandpa Qian prepared one for us ages ago. He was going to give us the keys when we went on our honeymoon, but this sudden turn of events means it'll have to wait."
Ye Guyue closed his eyes and began regulating his breathing. The spider venom in his body had gradually dissipated, and his Soul Power had recovered.
He held out his hand. "Give me back my Storage Soul Tool, and my robe too."
"Senior Sister, are you going to change out of the dress?" Bibi Dong asked.
Ye Guyue didn't answer.
Bibi Dong didn't dare say anything more. She immediately handed the Storage Soul Tool and white robe to Ye Guyue.
He had just placed his hand on the dress.
Suddenly, the carriage lurched violently and came to a stop.
Yue Guan's voice came from outside.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, we've arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest."
Ye Guyue withdrew his hand. "What a headache."
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