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Chapter 123 Bibi Dong's Irritability
Chapter 123 Bibi Dong's Irritability
Silent all night.
The next morning, a pale, fish-belly white light appeared on the distant eastern horizon.
Ye Qifeng woke up from a deep sleep, opened his sleepy eyes, and habitually turned his head to look.
Suddenly, he stopped moving.
Hmm? The teacher didn't come back last night?
Ye Qifeng was slightly surprised that he did not find Bibi Dong.
Meanwhile, he secretly wondered what kind of political affairs the Spirit Hall had recently that required working through the night to handle.
I had originally planned to discuss with her privately after she woke up about leaving Wuhun City and traveling.
It seems I'll have to go to the Papal Palace to find her in a little while.
With a thought racing through his mind, Ye Qifeng rolled over, got out of bed, and neatly folded the blankets.
She went behind the screen to wash up.
…………
Pope's Palace.
Council hall.
Bibi Dong lay languidly on the papal throne, her body limp.
She was wearing a magnificent purple-gold papal gown.
The Pope's gown fit her perfectly, accentuating her curvaceous and graceful figure.
At first glance, it exudes charm.
Beneath the hem of her skirt, two perfectly white calves were slightly revealed, overlapping each other, and a pair of jade feet, wearing light purple crystal high heels, floated in mid-air, slightly upturned.
At this moment, Bibi Dong rested her elbows on the edge of the papal throne, her jade-like hands supporting her smooth, snow-white cheeks, her eyes tightly closed, as if she were resting.
However, her slightly furrowed brows and trembling long eyelashes revealed that she was not at peace.
He looked like he had something on his mind.
Actually, there wasn't much government business to attend to or handle last night.
The reason she didn't go back to the Holy Son's Palace to rest wasn't because she didn't want to.
Rather, she was afraid, embarrassed, and somewhat ashamed.
Ye Qifeng's feeling was correct; Bibi Dong had indeed become somewhat abnormal recently.
One morning not long ago, she woke up to find something shocking, and she was stunned.
She was a woman who had lived for over forty years, and she wasn't completely ignorant. Naturally, she understood what that meant.
From that time on, she began to pay attention to her behavior.
They started to become more reserved and restrained.
I dare not be as unrestrained and willful as before.
At first, Bibi Dong tried her best to convince herself and pretend not to care.
But in the days that followed, every morning when I woke up, I found that things were still just as complicated as they seemed.
She knew that her disciple Ye Qifeng hadn't done it on purpose, because even Ye Qifeng himself hadn't noticed the situation.
But now Bibi Dong has to take it seriously.
She could no longer pretend.
Whenever she thought of that scene, she couldn't help but feel shy and blush. She felt very embarrassed and couldn't bear it.
Even without realizing it, the way he looked at his disciples had changed somewhat.
A strange, inexplicable feeling began to quietly spread in my heart.
Bibi Dong herself was initially unaware of this subtle change.
Until recently, that feeling has become increasingly intense.
Bibi Dongfang suddenly realized that she had a strange possessiveness towards her disciple Ye Qifeng.
This possessiveness is not a lustful desire, but a longing for him to stay by my side forever.
Bibi Dong didn't know why she had this desire, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
Although she really liked Xiaofeng, she shouldn't have such thoughts. Xiaofeng was still a child.
Something's not right. Something must have gone wrong.
Perhaps spending so much time together has led to a misconception?
She had no idea.
Therefore, Bibi Dong has been worried about this matter recently.
I feel a bit melancholy and troubled; my mood is inexplicably irritable.
For this reason, she sat in the Papal Palace council chamber all night, thinking and feeling restless.
Many times during that period, he wanted to follow his heart and go to the Holy Son's Palace to fall asleep in his arms with his disciple Ye Qifeng.
But after hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't make up his mind.
Therefore, Bibi Dong did not sleep all night.
This has led to my current complex and indescribable feelings, and I am unable to calm down.
Bibi Dong sighed silently in her heart, "Sigh, how did Xiao Feng grow up so much in just a few years?"
Why does a Soul Master's body grow so fast?
Can't you go slower?
Before, when Xiao Feng was a child, he could do whatever he wanted without any problems. Now that Xiao Feng has suddenly grown up, how will I be able to hold him while he sleeps in the future?
What should I do?
I can't fall asleep without holding Xiaofeng, ugh, so frustrating!
Just then.
The double doors of the Papal Palace council chamber were suddenly opened from the outside.
Ye Qifeng walked in from outside the door.
Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, her pale purple pupils fixed on the figure. Upon seeing her handsome disciple, Ye Qifeng, her beautiful eyes froze instantly.
She lay slumped on the papal throne, not changing her position, reclining lazily.
However, his gaze remained fixed on Ye Qifeng.
Her beautiful pale purple eyes stared straight at Ye Qifeng, following his every step without ever looking away.
For some reason, Bibi Dong felt an overwhelming joy welling up inside her.
A pleasant electric current ran through my heart, and I felt incredibly comfortable for a moment.
The melancholy and restlessness in my heart faded away in an instant.
Ah~~~ It's that unparalleled sense of security and comfort again, just like when I'm sleeping with Xiaofeng in my arms. Even from this distance, I can feel it so clearly.
Bibi Dong let out a soft "Ah!" in her heart and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Ye Qifeng slowly walked into the council hall and casually closed the double doors.
Looking up at the high platform, one could see Bibi Dong's beautiful figure.
At this moment, she was wearing a dazzling nine-curved purple-gold crown.
Her long, pinkish-purple hair was casually tied behind her head, cascading down to her slender waist and also falling onto the papal throne.
Paired with a shimmering purple-gold papal gown, the interplay of colors made her appear as if she were enveloped in a hazy purple glow.
It gives people a noble and charming sense of beauty.
Even though she is now 45 years old, the years have not left a single mark on her. She still looks just like a girl in her early twenties.
In addition, she has fair skin and a near-perfect appearance.
Bibi Dong remains stunningly beautiful and unique.
Her six years as pope further enhanced her noble, elegant, and serene temperament.
Compared to ten years ago, when Ye Qifeng first met her, the difference was immense.
Despite seeing each other almost every day, Ye Qifeng could never get tired of Bibi Dong's beauty.
And just like that, the master and disciple's eyes met in mid-air.
(End of this chapter)