Bibi Dong said with a resentful look in her beautiful eyes, "After all, I killed someone's son and father. Even if I can resolve things with Xue'er, how can I resolve things with Qian Daoliu? That old guy only supported me to become Pope because he wanted to use my potential to develop the Spirit Hall."
"Once the Spirit Hall unifies the Douluo Continent, I'm afraid his next target will be killing me."
Lin Chen said calmly, "He doesn't have the opportunity to become a god. By the time the Spirit Hall unifies Douluo, you and I might already be gods. If he wants revenge, he can only rely on Xue'er. As long as Xue'er's grudge against you is resolved, what kind of trouble can Qian Daoliu stir up?"
Bibi Dong chuckled lightly, "It seems my husband had already planned this all along~"
Lin Chen said gently, "If Dong'er can let go of his prejudice against Xue'er, I will resolve the problem between you two."
"I think you've got your eye on that girl, haven't you?" Bibi Dong snorted, giving his waist a firm pinch. "Fine, that girl'll end up with someone else sooner or later anyway, might as well let you have her."
Lin Chen's face lit up with joy when he saw that she agreed. He quickly hugged her, kissing and rubbing her, making her breathless.
Bibi Dong agreed to let go of her prejudice against Qian Renxue because she had forgotten the past, her cold heart had been filled with Lin Chen, and her feelings for her daughter were also subtly changing.
If she previously felt both hatred and guilt towards Qian Renxue, that hatred has gradually faded, replaced by remorse for neglecting her duties for nearly twenty years...
She knew her daughter also had feelings for Lin Chen, otherwise she wouldn't have invited him so many times. Since Lin Chen also had feelings for her daughter, she might as well let them be together.
This way, she could gain a higher and more stable position in Lin Chen Xin, and also make up for the debt she felt indebted to him...
The following day, the Pope's Palace
Bibi Dong entered the main hall hand in hand with Lin Chen. Today, she wore a purple fitted long dress, a crown, and held a scepter. Her figure, with its perfect curves, was just right—any more would make her look fat, and any less would make her look thin—perfectly matching her noble and aloof temperament.
Lin Chen was dressed in a light blue brocade robe, with his hair tied in a high crown, his sword-like eyebrows striking, his appearance handsome and spirited. After several years of growth and maturity, the youthful naiveté on his face had completely faded, and he appeared mature and resolute.
The two walked steadily to the Pope's Palace, their fingers intertwined.
"Greetings, Your His Holiness the Pope, Your Emperor."
"Greetings, Your His Holiness the Pope, Your Emperor."
Reaching the center of the main hall, Lin Chen released the Empress's hand and sat down in the chief seat to her left, opposite the Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu.
Seeing the deep affection between the two, Qian Daoliu felt a pang of regret. If he had known Lin Chen's talent was so extraordinary and his loyalty so profound, he would have dealt with him sooner! With his support, Xue'er's path to revenge would likely be incredibly difficult. He had miscalculated...
"You may all leave," Bibi Dong said gracefully, sitting on the Pope chair. Her voice was cool and clear. "Yesterday, I discussed the matter with the Emperor and we believe that the Great Enshrined's proposal is more beneficial to the future development of the Spirit Hall."
Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes slightly. "So, His Holiness the Pope agrees to take control of the Heaven Dou Empire first?"
"Of course." Bibi Dong glanced at him indifferently. "Didn't the Great Enshrined request to send people to support the Heaven Dou Empire? I agreed, but the support must include the Emperor and Mad Lion Douluo."
Qian Daoliu frowned. He really didn't want to agree, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it, because the current His Holiness the Pope was Bibi Dong, not him.
"Very well, then let the Sixth and Seventh Imperial Guards accompany the Emperor."
After the meeting, the Worship Hall on the back mountain
In a dark, secret room, Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, with Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, the Great Enshrined, sitting on either side. These two were the sixth and seventh elders who were about to go to Heaven Dou.
Qian Daoliu said meaningfully, "Your primary task on this trip is to help Xue'er take control of the Heaven Dou Empire. Also, keep an eye on the Emperor and prevent him from having any private contact with Your Highness Xue."
Enshrined Qian Jun, was slightly taken aback. " Great Enshrined, didn't you previously support Your Highness Xue to win over the Emperor?"
Qian Daoliu said expressionlessly, "Did it work? Quite the opposite, the relationship between the Emperor and the Pope has deepened. Since there's no opportunity to win over the Emperor, then we'll prevent them from meeting in private."
"Understood!"
Meanwhile, the Heaven Dou Empire
In the imperial palace, in a magnificent golden bedchamber, an old man with dark circles under his eyes and wearing a golden robe lay on the dragon bed. He was thin, with a sallow face, and was on the verge of death. Who would have thought that he was actually Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire?
Recently, Xue Ye's 'condition' has become increasingly serious. He can no longer even stay awake for half an hour each day, and he is completely different from the man who hosted the Soul Master Academy competition three years ago.
Tap tap...
Just then, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe slowly walked over, followed by a palace maid carrying a plate with a bowl of medicine on it.
"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
The physicians and palace maids responsible for looking after Xue Ye bowed in greeting.
Xue Qinghe said calmly, "You may all leave. I will feed my father his medicine."
Yes~
Nowadays, the area around the Imperial Palace is almost entirely guarded by the Spirit Hall, and the other Heaven Dou royal guards also show great respect to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. Now that Xue Ye is critically ill, it can be said that Xue Qinghe's power is equivalent to that of half an emperor.
Xue Qinghe looked at Xue Ye on the dragon bed, a slight smile playing on his lips, " Xiao He, give your father his medicine."
Yes~
Before long, Xue Qinghe's trusted palace maid fed the medicine to the sleeping Xue Ye.
Glug~ Glug~
A few breaths later, Xue Ye, having finished his medicine, coughed violently a few times, his eyes becoming increasingly dark and his breath growing weaker.
Xue Qinghe said softly, "Let's go."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two quickly left.
"Father has just finished his medicine and needs to rest. From now on, no one is allowed to disturb him," Xue Qinghe instructed the palace maid physician beside her.
"Yes!"
After a short while, inside the Eastern Palace
Xue Qinghe returned to her palace, revealing her original attire: blonde hair, a long dress, boots, red lips, pale gold eyes, and a stunningly beautiful oval face.
A palace maid named Xiao He asked, "Your Highness, why don't we just use a drastic measure to finish him off?"
Qian Renxue said calmly, " Xue Ye must die, but not in front of us, otherwise it may affect our succession to the throne."
"Oh~" Xiao He nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
"This slow-acting poison was painstakingly found by my grandfather. Most people wouldn't be able to detect it; they'd just assume it's caused by a serious illness," Qian Renxue sneered.
"But we increased the dosage today, Xue Ye... won't last many more days!"
"Your Highness, when will our reinforcements arrive? We're at a critical moment."
"Grandpa said they're already on their way~" Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes flashed, and a tall and imposing figure instantly came to mind, including the feeling of his hot hands ravaging her body.