Chapter 87 Give up the idea
Pope's Palace.

In the huge study, Bibi Dong sat in front of the desk, tapping the pen in her hand rhythmically on the table in front of her, making a "da da da" sound.

"It's really not an easy task to push Nana to the position of a saint."

Bibi Dong murmured to herself and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, her voice full of helplessness.

During this afternoon, she had calculated countless possibilities, but no matter which one it was, the probability of success was very low.

The only method with a higher probability was one she did not dare to try lightly. If she tried it, the relationship between the Pope's Palace and the Worship Palace would most likely be completely broken, and a series of unpredictable events would occur.

While Bibi Dong was deep in thought, a dark purple pattern appeared silently on her forehead. At the same time the pattern appeared, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded in Bibi Dong's mind.

"It's better for you to give up this idea."

Hearing the sudden sound, a hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She was not unfamiliar with this voice, but rather very familiar with it.

The owner of this voice is the deity she inherited: Rakshasa.

"why?"

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and asked in her heart.

"If you can avoid touching her, try not to touch her."

"Her story is very complicated. I can't tell you directly."

The voice of Rakshasa God echoed slowly in Bibi Dong's mind.

As Bibi Dong listened to the words of the Rakshasa God, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

There is one thing that I don't understand. What exactly is the complicated thing that Rakshasa God is talking about?

But Rakshasa God did not speak again, and the dark purple pattern on Bibi Dong's forehead disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared.

After a long time, Bibi Dong, who did not hear the voice of Rakshasa God again, turned her gaze towards the location of the worship hall.

"Forget it, let's put aside the matter of pushing Nana to become a saint for now."

"It won't be too late to deal with the affairs of the Heaven Dou Empire and then the affairs of the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, then retracted her gaze, looked at the government affairs in front of her, and picked up her pen to deal with them.

……

The next day, early morning.

There was a knock on the study door. Bibi Dong, who had not slept all night, looked towards the door.

"come in."

As soon as Bibi Dong finished her voice, the door of the study room opened from the outside and Yue Guan walked in.

"His Majesty the Pope."

Yue Guan bowed to Bibi Dong in front of the desk, his voice full of respect.

"Yueguan, send this plan to the Worship Hall and let the two young ladies in the Worship Hall take a look at it."

"After they finish reading, tell me their answers."

Bibi Dong picked up a plan, controlled it with her soul power, and headed towards Yueguan.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope."

After Yue Guan agreed, he took the plan in his hand and headed towards the worship hall.

After Yue Guan left, Bibi Dong finished her last government affairs, got up from her seat and went to her room.

After dealing with government affairs all night, Bibi Dong now feels a little tired, so she prepares to go back to her room to rest for a while.

And the other side.

Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi, who were enjoying breakfast in the offering hall, stopped what they were doing involuntarily when they saw Yue Guan approaching.

"Great Patron Saint, His Holiness the Pope..."

Yue Guan came to Qian Dao Liu and stopped not far away. After bowing respectfully, he was about to talk about the matter of the Offering Hall. But before Yue Guan could finish his words, Qian Dao Liu raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Whatever it is."

"Let's talk about it after Xue'er and Xiaoxi finish eating."

Qian Daoliu said it casually, but there was a hint of authority in his voice that could not be disobeyed.

Listening to Qian Daoliu's words, Yue Guan tactfully did not speak any more, but silently took two steps back.

Watching Yue Guan's actions, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi looked at each other and then slowly ate the breakfast in front of them.

About half an hour later, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked at Yue Guan who was standing beside them.

"Grand Priest, Young Lady, and Second Lady."

Yue Guan walked up tactfully, bowed to the three of them respectively, and then handed the plan in his hand to Qian Daoliu.

"Great Lord, this is what His Holiness the Pope asked me to bring over for the two young ladies to see."

Yue Guan's voice was full of respect.

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and didn't say anything else. Instead, he picked up the plan in Yue Guan's hand and looked at it silently.

After Qian Daoliu read the plan completely and found no problems, he handed the plan to Qian Renxue and Ye Xi.

After receiving the plan, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi looked at it very carefully.

After reading it, Qian Renxue's expression became serious and she began to think silently, while Ye Xi was thinking about the feasibility of the plan in his mind.

"Xiao Xi, what do you think?"

Qian Renxue put down the plan in her hand, looked at Ye Xi beside her, and asked softly.

Hearing this, Ye Xi hesitated for a while before speaking slowly: "Overall, there is no problem."

"But things may not develop as smoothly as imagined. My suggestion is to develop steadily, step by step, and slowly."

There was a hint of thought in Ye Xi's voice.

Listening to Ye Xi's words, Qian Renxue just nodded slightly and did not give her response immediately.

After pondering for a while, Qian Renxue handed the plan back to Yue Guan.

"Go back and tell that woman."

"We will handle the affairs of the Tiandou Empire on our own and try our best to ensure that the general direction remains unchanged."

Qian Renxue's expression was serious and her voice was full of seriousness.

"Yes, Miss."

After Yue Guan got the plan back, he turned his eyes to Qian Daoliu and Ye Xi.

"Great Priest, I will return to the Pope's Palace and report to His Holiness the Pope."

While Yue Guan was speaking, he also bowed slightly to Qian Daoliu.

"Well, go back."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating that Yue Guan could leave on his own.

After receiving Qian Daoliu's reply, Yue Guan turned around without any hesitation and headed towards the Pope's Palace.

After Yue Guan left, Qian Daoliu turned his gaze to Qian Renxue and Ye Xi, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Xue'er, Xiaoxi, when are you going to go back?"

Qian Daoliu's voice was very gentle as he asked the two of them softly.

"Tomorrow."

"When the time comes, Xiaoxi will go back with me."

Qian Renxue thought for a moment and gave an exact time.

(End of this chapter)

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