Bibi Dong VS Qian Renxue! Gu Sheng Defends His Wife!

Gu Sheng raised his head, looking at her with a half-smile.

His eyes were filled with playfulness and an inseparable doting affection.

Qian Renxue bit her luscious red lips, refusing to show weakness as she lightly kicked his chest with her other foot.

"Who's nervous? This young lady just... just feels this wedding dress is too stifling!"

"Oh? Since my lady finds it too stifling, then this husband shall help you undress."

Gu Sheng chuckled softly.

Qian Renxue looked at the handsome face inches away, her eyes gradually shimmering with a misty, dreamlike haze.

The intricate and magnificent wedding dress peeled away like flower petals, sliding silently onto the dark red carpet.

The night deepened, and the stars outside the window quietly guarded this sleeping bedchamber.

Qian Renxue curled up in Gu Sheng's broad, warm embrace, defenseless and as docile as a lazy kitten.

Her smooth, slender arms rested tightly against his chest, a satisfied, sweet smile gracing her beautiful sleeping face.

Gu Sheng lowered his head gently, placing a tender kiss upon her smooth forehead.

He tightened his arms around her, and in this moment of ultimate bliss, they drifted into a deep sleep together.

The red candles flickered.

The night passed in silence.

Several days later.

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat upright on the supreme throne of the Pope, her entire being radiating an unapproachable majesty.

She was dressed in a luxurious papal gown.

Beneath the slit of the skirt, a pair of long, shapely legs were crossed, her graceful figure exuding a lethal allure.

Yet, at this moment, no one dared to look directly at this beauty.

"Depart immediately and return to Heaven Dou City."

Bibi Dong looked down at Qian Renxue from above, issuing a strict order.

"In the identity of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, overthrow the Heaven Dou royal family as quickly as possible and seize absolute power."

Qian Renxue stood in the center of the great hall, her delicate brows tightly furrowed.

She spoke up to refute the order directly.

"The current situation is very stable; we only need to wait for Emperor Xue Ye to die of natural causes."

"When that time comes, I will be able to ascend the throne legitimately and reap the rewards without effort."

Qian Renxue met her gaze without flinching, questioning her loudly.

"Why must we resort to such radical measures at this time, unnecessarily increasing the risk of exposure?"

Hearing these words of defiance, Bibi Dong's expression darkened.

She stood up slowly from the throne.

Holding her scepter, Bibi Dong walked down the steps, one step at a time.

Each time the scepter struck the floor, it produced a dull echo throughout the vast hall.

Thud—thud—

The sound struck at one's heart, bringing with it an intense sense of oppression.

In Bibi Dong's eyes, fanaticism and chilling coldness were intertwined.

Her voice echoed through the hall, at times sharp as a blade, at others low and ghostly.

"Do you have any idea how much I have sacrificed for this plan?"

"And do you have any idea what the fate of those who oppose me is?"

The moment her words fell.

Threads of formidable pressure were released from within Bibi Dong's body.

Although she was not exerting her full power, the aura belonging to a peak powerhouse was enough to make the air in the entire hall stagnate.

Breathing became extremely difficult.

Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks, her expression grave to the extreme.

"Execute the order!"

"Martial Soul Hall does not raise trash."

She stared coldly at the blonde girl before her, every word piercing the heart.

"Even if you are... my daughter."

Qian Renxue's fingertips, hidden within her sleeves, trembled violently.

She struggled to steady her rapid breathing, bracing against that crushing pressure, and proudly lifted her head to look Bibi Dong straight in the eye.

A cold, detached expression hung upon her stunningly beautiful face as she sharply demanded an answer.

"Are you finished?"

Qian Renxue's emotions finally erupted, and she began to accuse her mother at the top of her lungs.

"From the time I was small until now, you have never cared for me in the slightest!"

"In your eyes, there is no such thing as family affection; all you care about is the power in your hands and your own laughable quest for revenge!"

Faced with her daughter's accusations, the corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched.

She immediately retorted in a sharp, biting tone.

"Everything I have done is for your own good!"

Bibi Dong pointed at Qian Renxue, her words dripping with harsh, cutting criticism.

"Look at how weak you have become."

"You are exactly like that useless father of yours!"

This sentence touched Qian Renxue's deepest nerve.

She clenched her fists in fury and shouted back in rebuttal.

"Do not speak of Father!"

Crystal-clear tears welled up in the corners of Qian Renxue's eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

She straightened her spine, standing like a bamboo stalk in the wind, absolutely refusing to yield a single step to the woman before her.

Just as the tension reached its breaking point.

Bang!

The heavy palace doors were suddenly shoved open.

Gu Sheng walked straight into the main hall, his gaze sharp and his presence radiating a biting, icy chill.

The guards on either side who attempted to block him were struck by a single glare from him, and they were instantly too terrified to move.

"Get out!"

Gu Sheng barked the order, driving the guards away.

He strode toward Qian Renxue and, without a hint of hesitation, took her cold hand in his.

Feeling the warmth radiating from his palm.

Qian Renxue's strong facade collapsed in an instant, and tears slid silently down her cheeks.

Gu Sheng turned slightly, shielding her firmly behind his back.

He faced Bibi Dong head-on.

The Title Douluo-level pressure, capable of crushing an ordinary spirit master, surged toward him like a tsunami.

Gu Sheng's expression remained calm.

The Holy Spectrum Puni spirit within his body sensed the external pressure and resonated automatically, a faint layer of holy light manifesting on his skin to protect him.

Relying solely on the absolute superiority of his spirit's rank, he stood at the center of the pressure storm, as steady as a mountain, unmoving.

Gu Sheng stared into Bibi Dong's eyes and spoke, enunciating every word clearly.

"You may not approve of me."

"But you cannot treat her this way."

Gu Sheng gripped Qian Renxue's hand even tighter.

"She is your daughter, not your pawn."

Bibi Dong watched the young man who had stepped forward to defend her daughter, and a nameless fire surged in her heart.

Anger and a secret, hidden jealousy intertwined within her chest.

Why should this girl be the one to encounter someone willing to shield her from all the storms?

The two stared at each other, neither willing to give an inch.

In the end, amidst this silent conflict, Bibi Dong uncharacteristically withdrew her pressure and chose to concede.

Seeing this, Gu Sheng immediately put forward his demand.

"I am going to accompany Qian Renxue to Heaven Dou City."

He turned his head to look at the girl behind him, his tone gentle yet firm.

"I will not let you be alone again."

A long silence descended upon the main hall.

Bibi Dong sat back upon her throne, and only after a long while did she indifferently give her consent.

"Suit yourselves."

"Don't blame me if you die."

Bibi Dong looked down at Gu Sheng from her high vantage point, her tone laced with a heavy warning.

"If you drag her down, I will not let you off."

Hearing Bibi Dong's agreement, Qian Renxue panicked.

Tears streaming down her face, she shook her head desperately, resolutely refusing Gu Sheng's proposal.

"No!"

"The interior of the Heaven Dou City royal family is rife with undercurrents, and the various factions are tangled and complex."

Qian Renxue gripped Gu Sheng's sleeve, her eyes filled with anxiety.

"It is still too dangerous there for you; I cannot let you take such a risk!"