Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 378 Zhu Zhuqing's Thoughts
The cool moonlight spilled into the pool.

boom!
With a sound that wasn't too loud but was exceptionally clear, Dai Chengfeng was unexpectedly pushed back a few steps, splashing water everywhere behind him.

"Huhuhu..."

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing stood in the water. The night breeze brushed against her soaked clothes, bringing a touch of coolness, but it could not extinguish the burning heat on her face.

The clear pool water slid down her exquisite curves, and the moonlight generously shone on her, making her already fair and translucent skin look like the finest mutton fat jade.

Even under the moonlight, it shimmered with an intoxicating, crystalline glow, outlining its breathtakingly alluring figure, which had just been tempered by the immortal herbs.

Her chest heaved violently, and her breathing became extremely rapid.

Those usually calm and aloof eyes were now filled with shame, anger, and lingering, misty tears.

She wiped her lips as she glared fiercely at Dai Chengfeng in the water, a smug smile playing on his lips. "Dai Chengfeng, you...you've gone too far!!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng leisurely leaned against the edge of the pool, raised his hand, and wiped the water stains remaining on his lips.

There was no anger on his face at being pushed away; instead, his smile deepened, and his eyes gleamed with a playful mischief: "Too much?"

"How is it wrong for me to kiss my fiancée?"

"Could it be," he deliberately slowed his speech, "that you are not my fiancée?"

"Or is it that Zhu Zhuqing... you want to call off the engagement?"

"you……"

Zhu Zhuqing was speechless for a moment. After all, Dai Chengfeng was right. She was indeed Dai Chengfeng's fiancée, an indelible mark she brought from the Star Luo Empire.

It is the identity she bears, and the irrefutable proof of the generations-long marriage alliance between her Zhu and Dai families.

Moreover, she didn't dislike Dai Chengfeng and had absolutely no intention of breaking off the engagement.

Even if Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to, she had to admit that the stirrings in her heart grew stronger day by day as she spent more and more time with Dai Chengfeng.

It even made her admire Dai Chengfeng.

His talent, his powerful aura that was unparalleled among his peers, his strategic planning ability, and even his sense of responsibility in battle... all acted like an immense magnetic field, gradually drawing Zhu Zhuqing in.

Compared to him, Dai Mubai... the man who once actively pursued her, was simply incomparable.

but……

Feeling emotional and accepting is one thing, but physical intimacy and...the closeness of lips and teeth...is another!

She wasn't ready!
In that instant, Zhu Zhuqing glared fiercely at Dai Chengfeng again, "You...you're just making excuses!"

"There won't be a next time! Consider this... consider this my way of thanking you!"

After saying these words, which she tried to sound calm but whose voice still trembled slightly, Zhu Zhuqing, her body still dripping wet, fled in a panic without looking back.

Under the moonlight, her soaked clothes clung to the curves of her back, her black hair cascading over her fair neck. Her figure, like a startled kitten, vanished instantly behind the mist, leaving only the faint sound of splashing water and the lingering fragrance of a young girl in the air as proof of her presence.

"Ah……"

Dai Chengfeng sat there, looking in the direction where the beauty had disappeared, and shook his head.

"This little girl...is even more thin-skinned than I imagined," he muttered to himself, a smile still playing on his lips. "But she's quite interesting..."

After sitting quietly for a long time, Dai Chengfeng finally calmed down and stopped dwelling on today's little "accident".

He stepped out of the pool, changed into clean and fresh clothes, looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and finally, his gaze fell on the Papal Palace not far away. The moonlight outlined the majestic palace, making it appear particularly solemn and mysterious in the night.

"It's getting late... I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, teacher!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the huge shadow cast by the Papal Palace, and he quickly headed in that direction.

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Deep within the Papal Palace lies the private bedroom of Pope Bibidon.

There is no cold majesty like in ordinary palaces here, only a faint fragrance.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, moonlight spilled like mercury, making the gleaming marble floor inside glow.

Perhaps it was late at night, because Bibi Dong was not wearing the magnificent papal robes that represented power. She was simply wearing a silver nightgown of excellent quality that shimmered with the cold light of silk, and she was leaning lazily against the bench by the window.

The robe was slightly open, revealing her beautiful collarbone and a glimpse of her fair skin, a stark contrast to her usual dignified and solemn demeanor, adding a touch of mysterious allure.

"Hmm~"

Her long, slender, white fingers gracefully held a crystal goblet filled with deep red wine. She gently swirled the glass, watching the red wine swirl around the sides.

On her other hand, at the tip of her index finger, a wisp of extremely thin, yet terrifyingly destructive, dark purple light moved, coiled, and condensed like a living thing...

That is precisely the power of the Rakshasa God that she is trying to control!
As she watched the divine power become increasingly refined and stable, a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flashed across Bibi Dong's deep purple eyes.

"If this continues..."

She parted her red lips slightly, took a sip of the mellow wine, and her voice, languid and magnetic, echoed in the empty palace, "It seems my previous estimates were too conservative."

"Perhaps, we won't even need the three years we initially envisioned..."

Bibi Dong's fingertips twitched slightly, and the wisp of dark purple divine power suddenly contracted, becoming even purer and more restrained, like a black diamond condensing death. The corners of her mouth curled into an arc that could captivate all living beings.

"At most two years, I can complete this fifth test!"

This thought pleased her, and a hint of sharpness emerged from her languid posture.

"So it wasn't a complete waste of my... huge sacrifice."

squeak-

Just then, the heavy, carved wooden door of Bibi Dong's palace was silently pushed open a crack, and a tall, elegant figure, carrying the refreshing scent of someone who had just bathed, walked in.

"teacher……"

As soon as Dai Chengfeng entered the palace, his gaze was almost instantly drawn to the figure under the moonlight by the window.

The bright moonlight outlined Bibi Dong's stunning profile, and her curvaceous figure beneath her silver-gray nightgown appeared even more alluring in the dim light.

Perhaps it was the relaxed mood, or perhaps it was the slight intoxication of the wine, but at this moment Bibi Dong shed the cold and majestic divine radiance of the daytime, revealing a breathtakingly languid and charming femininity.

The heat that had just been slightly soothed by the hot spring water in Dai Chengfeng's heart was almost instantly reignited by the moonlit "beauty painting" before him, and quietly rose up again.

Bibi Dong seemed to have anticipated Dai Chengfeng's arrival and was not surprised at all.

After all, he hadn't missed a single night these past few days. Bibi Dong even wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Dai Chengfeng was unusually excited about her returning to the Spirit Hall and becoming the Pope.

(End of this chapter)