Grandpa Qian was hurrying them along about the wedding home, so they had to make proper arrangements.
"Senior Sister, now that the wedding home is taken care of, shouldn't we also think about increasing our chances of getting pregnant?"
Bibi Dong looked full of anticipation. Once they had a child, her place in Senior Sister's heart would surely be even more secure—welded firmly into place.
"There's no need to rush about having a child. We'll let nature take its course and wait until the time is right."
It wasn't as if they could have a child just by deciding to.
"But aren't we supposed to increase our chances?" Bibi Dong gave her a flattering smile.
"Bibi Dong, I think you're just addicted. Having a child is only something that comes along with it."
Ye Guyue was so angry her teeth itched.
Bibi Dong rubbed her fingers together and said shyly, "Senior Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Don't play dumb." Ye Guyue rubbed his forehead. "Forget it. As your husband, I'm laying down a house rule. In private, you can call me whatever you like. In public, you either call me Senior Brother or Husband. Understand?"
He couldn't let Bibi Dong do whatever she wanted. If she turned into a second Lecherous Dragon King, it would be a real headache.
Bibi Dong agreed without hesitation.
"No problem. Whatever Senior Sister says goes. Could you just grant Dong'er one little request?"
Ye Guyue studied Bibi Dong. She seemed perfectly normal, with nothing amiss, so he relaxed. "All right."
"Senior Sister is just the best."
Bibi Dong smiled triumphantly, then sprang up and pinned Ye Guyue to the bed, licking her red lips.
"Dong'er, what are you doing? Get up!" Ye Guyue froze, then came to his senses and immediately scolded her.
I agreed to your request, but I didn't say you could go this far.
He'd misjudged Bibi Dong. On the surface, she was a gentle little kitten, but inside she was a ravenous wolf—or no, a great big tiger.
Just as he tried to sit up, Bibi Dong pressed down on both his arms. "Senior Sister, just enjoy yourself. You did promise Dong'er."
"You—I take it back!" Ye Guyue snapped.
"Doesn't matter. It's too late now." Bibi Dong immediately leaned down.
"Dong'er... take it slow..."
Ten minutes later, Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong left the palace and headed south through the city.
Ye Guyue didn't say a word along the way. His long white hair was a complete mess, his face was flushed with embarrassment and fury, and his robes were creased where they'd been gripped.
"Husband, Husband, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten carried away."
Bibi Dong apologized from behind him.
"Get lost," Ye Guyue said coldly.
Bibi Dong had a bad feeling. Had she really made her husband angry?
When she kissed him, she'd gotten a little carried away and couldn't hold herself back. They'd ended up entangled in a wild tangle of limbs.
But it had felt really good.
When they reached the southern part of the city, Ye Guyue stopped and turned around. Bibi Dong, who'd been following close behind, couldn't stop in time and ran straight into his arms.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Bibi Dong looked puzzled. She didn't pull away from Ye Guyue's embrace, but instead breathed in his unique scent, looking thoroughly pleased.
Ye Guyue asked coldly, "Who's in charge of selling houses?"
"I'll take Senior Sister there."
Bibi Dong immediately took Ye Guyue's hand and hurried him toward a small shop.
"This is the place in charge of it, the Pawn Pavilion. They usually handle new homes and listed properties."
The two of them entered the shop.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses and luxurious robes was working through some accounts. At the sound of footsteps, he looked up.
The moment he saw Bibi Dong and Ye Guyue, he set aside his work and hurried over to greet them.
"Welcome, Holy Son and Holy Maiden, to my humble shop," the middle-aged man said with a smile. "My name is Cang Yun, and I'm in charge of all the sales here."
Ye Guyue took out a gold card. "Charge it directly, for the house Dong'er mentioned."
Cang Yun took the card and smiled. "Certainly, Holy Son. Please wait a moment."
Cang Yun promptly brought out the deed and keys. After charging the card and completing the payment, he handed everything to Ye Guyue.
"Holy Son, I hope you and the Holy Maiden enjoy your new home."
Ye Guyue took the items, his expression unchanged throughout, then turned and left at once.
"Dong'er, keep up."
"Go ahead, Senior Sister. I'll chat with the shopkeeper for a moment," Bibi Dong called after him.
Ye Guyue said no more and headed for the address on the deed.
Once Ye Guyue had left, Bibi Dong chuckled. "Shopkeeper, did you seal off the room in the master bedroom area like I asked?"
"Rest assured, Holy Maiden. It's been done for some time. There's absolutely no chance of anything going wrong," Cang Yun assured her.
Bibi Dong had specifically instructed Cang Yun earlier to seal off that storage room.
He didn't understand what the Holy Maiden had in mind, but the storage room had indeed been sealed. It could only be opened by moving a particular mechanism.
Otherwise, there was no way to open it.
Bibi Dong nodded. "Good. Don't tell my husband about this, or I'll tear your shop down."
Cang Yun quickly assured her, "Rest assured, Holy Maiden. I won't say a word."
After making sure everything was in order, Bibi Dong finally left, satisfied.
All that remained was to turn that storage room into a secret chamber and move in every aphrodisiac herb and treasure in the world.
Then she refused to believe that her aloof, high-and-mighty husband wouldn't come around to the way she wanted him.
By the time she reached the entrance to the courtyard, Ye Guyue had already opened the gate and gone inside. He stood beneath a tree, dressed in white, with a face as handsome as jade and a beauty so breathtaking it made one's mouth water.
Bibi Dong ungraciously wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and thought, Husband really is irresistible. What a pity he's so cold. Just imagine how wonderful it would be to see him beg for mercy.
"Why are you standing at the gate? Hurry up and close it." Ye Guyue glanced at Bibi Dong. "If you don't want to come in, go back to the Spirit Hall."
His cool voice interrupted Bibi Dong's daydream.
"Yes, yes, Husband is right."
Bibi Dong quickly closed the door.
Ye Guyue's expression turned complicated. Why was Dong'er always like this?
Why was she acting like a lecherous woman? They were already married, yet she was still acting as if she'd never seen a man before.
"Husband, where did that dress I gave you go?" Bibi Dong walked over and thought of the Mist White Plain Dress she'd prepared for him earlier. "Weren't you happy wearing it?"
At the mention of it, a blush instantly spread across her normally cool cheeks.
Ye Guyue remembered how Gu Yuena had torn the Mist White Plain Dress to shreds in the Star Dou Great Forest and immediately changed the subject. "I don't know. Don't ask me."
Some things were better left unmentioned.
Just thinking about how Gu Yuena had bullied him made Ye Guyue feel awful all over again.
Using your cultivation to bully someone—what kind of skill was that?
He had tried reasoning with her every way he could. He was a successor to a divine position, after all, yet Gu Yuena had bullied him like a complete rogue.
"Huh? Why is Senior Sister blushing? Do you like them that much? It's all right, I have some others here too. Red, purple, white—whatever you want."
Bibi Dong took a white gauze dress, a red ruqun, and a purple skirt from her Storage Soul Tool.
Seeing Bibi Dong like that, Ye Guyue cried out in embarrassment, ""
"Dong'er!
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