A Matter of Life and Death: Hiding from the Parents

At that moment, Su Yan was enjoying Qian Renxue's service. The feeling was simply heavenly.

Su Yan had only one thought right then: with such a beautiful wife, he could die without regrets.

However, Qian Renxue had her brows tightly furrowed, as though something unpleasant had happened.

Just moments ago, Qian Renxue had sensed a voice transmission from her grandfather. This was the Angel Clan's information network.

It was precisely because of this special secret technique that Qian Daoliu had dared to let Qian Renxue infiltrate the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace without worry.

Sensing Qian Renxue's mood, Su Yan hurriedly pulled her into his arms and asked softly.

"What's wrong, Xue'er? You don't seem very happy. You were fine just now."

Qian Renxue's brows relaxed, and her phoenix eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at Su Yan with a wicked grin.

"It looks like you're finished. My grandfather and the others know about you, and Xiao Mo is with them too."

Su Yan's body instantly stiffened upon hearing that. He had never expected things to develop so quickly.

If the old men from the Consecration Hall found out, he would probably be beaten into a pig's head.

However, Su Yan noticed from Qian Renxue's expression that Qian Daoliu and the others did not seem to dislike Xiao Mo.

That meant Qian Daoliu had no choice but to accept him as his granddaughter's husband. He could not possibly let Qian Renxue divorce him.

Watching Su Yan alternate between smiling and looking worried made Qian Renxue want to laugh.

Her husband, who had never been inferior to anyone, was actually afraid of meeting the parents. It was hilarious.

"Even an ugly son-in-law has to meet the parents. You'd better pray that your body can take a beating. But don't worry, even if you lose an arm or a leg, I won't despise you."

Su Yan was somewhat unhappy when he heard that. What did she mean by ugly son-in-law? Though he was not some peerless handsome man, he was still quite handsome, all right?

Otherwise, how could he have won Qian Renxue over? Besides, Su Yan was quite confident in his ability to take a beating.

His strength was enough that even people from the God Realm might not be able to injure him, provided he stood still and let them hit him.

But that was exactly the problem. If Qian Daoliu hit him, Su Yan could not possibly fight back.

If he really did fight back, he would probably have to sleep alone for the rest of his life. That was something he could not accept.

After thinking it over, Su Yan could not come up with any good solution. The only option was to hide for as long as he could.

Qian Renxue could see what Su Yan was thinking and could not help letting out a snort of laughter.

"All right. I told Grandfather that I would bring you back only after I finish my mission."

Su Yan's face filled with emotion at that. His wife really was still on his side.

But before Su Yan could be happy for more than a few seconds, Qian Renxue leaned against his shoulder and whispered into his ear.

"I told Grandfather how you bullied me. Once you go back, he will definitely punish you according to the clan rules."

Qian Renxue's voice was incredibly gentle, soft enough to make one's bones melt.

But to Su Yan, those words sounded like a demon's whisper, chilling him to the bone.

"Xue'er, what are your clan rules? Are they severe?"

Qian Renxue turned and fell into Su Yan's arms, twirling her silky golden hair around her fingers as she answered absentmindedly.

"Nothing much. You'll just kneel before the angel statue..."

Before Qian Renxue could finish, Su Yan interrupted her!

"Impossible! A man's knees are worth gold. There's no way I'm kneeling."

Qian Renxue dismissed that with disdain and tugged on Su Yan's ear.

"You didn't say that when you were kneeling behind me! And don't interrupt me when I'm talking."

The pain in his ear made Su Yan suck in a sharp breath, but his face also grew a little awkward when he heard that, and he coughed.

"How is that the same thing? Fine, go on!"

Qian Renxue merely gave a cold snort before continuing where she had left off.

"Not only will you kneel before the angel statue and repent, my grandfather will also take out the Angelic Holy Sword and spank your little butt!"

Su Yan was speechless. He had not expected Qian Daoliu to be so perverted that he wanted to spank people.

"Forget it. I'll hide for now. When your plan is finished, I'll go back. I don't want anyone besides you spanking me, not even your grandfather."

As he spoke, Su Yan turned over, pressed Qian Renxue beneath him, and reached out with his sinful hands. "Please recharge for VIP content!"

Inside the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong was greatly surprised as she listened to the intelligence reported by Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

Who would have thought that the strongest consecrators in Spirit Hall would all mobilize just to stand up for a little girl?

Who would believe that if they heard it? Yet that was the truth, and Bibi Dong trusted the two men before her.

After dismissing them, Bibi Dong gripped the Papal Scepter and slowly walked toward her chambers.

As she walked, she looked over the intelligence in her hand, her brows knitted tightly. She had the vague feeling that this little girl was anything but ordinary.

Moreover, the girl seemed to have some connection to her, though she could not quite put her finger on it.

She felt that as long as she could meet the girl once, all her questions would be answered.

But how to meet her was a problem. Those old men would definitely not allow the girl to meet her.

Thus, she could only abandon the plan. She could only wait; there was no other way.

Elsewhere!

After Yue Guan left the Papal Hall and parted ways with Gui Mei, he could not help sighing inwardly.

The phrase "serving a ruler is like living beside a tiger" perfectly described his current situation. The current Pope was simply too terrifying.

When Yue Guan returned to where he lived, the sight before him surprised him.

A little girl was strolling through the flowerbeds, while the flowers seemed to have received some kind of response, their stems slowly trembling.

"Th-this is Hundred-Flower Resonance!"

Yue Guan cherished flowers and plants above all else. He had learned of such a constitution from ancient texts, and he had dreamed of possessing it.

It was the lifelong pursuit of anyone who loved flowers, yet today he had actually seen it in a little girl.

Hearing his voice, Xiao Mo turned to look at Yue Guan, who was standing dazed at the entrance, before jogging over.

"Hello, big sister. I didn't mean to barge in. I just thought this place smelled so nice. I'm sorry."

Seeing the person before her, whose skin was as smooth as jade and whose entire body radiated a gentle beauty, Xiao Mo could not help calling Yue Guan big sister.

Yue Guan did not mind. Instead, he crouched down and looked at Xiao Mo.

"Little friend, do you like growing flowers?"

Xiao Mo nodded when she heard that, saying that she loved growing flowers and recounting her experiences tending them.

Yue Guan listened in fascination. Aside from their age difference, the two were like old friends who had known each other for years, immersed in lively conversation.

But their conversation was interrupted by a cold snort.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, as an elder of Spirit Hall, what kind of appearance is this, squatting on the ground?"

Because Yue Guan was blocking Xiao Mo from view, Bibi Dong had not seen her at all.

When Xiao Mo poked her little head out, their eyes met, and both of them saw surprise in the other's gaze.

"Why do you look so much like Mommy?"

"Why do you look so much like Xiao Xue?"

Having come to his senses, Yue Guan looked at Xiao Mo, and his heart was filled with shock.

"I was so focused on talking about flowers that I didn't notice this little one looks ninety percent like the young mistress and fifty percent like the Pope!"

"Heavens!! I think I've discovered something incredible! Old Ghost, save me!!"