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

Chapter 554 Reunion with Bibi Dong

As Dai Chengfeng pondered this, he looked around and a gentle yet sly smile appeared on his face.

"Time is of the essence; everything must be arranged before she returns."

Having said that, Dai Chengfeng no longer hesitated.

He first went to the window and pulled the heavy curtains closed, leaving only a gap so that a sliver of light could be projected onto the small round table in the center of the bedroom.

Then, as if by magic, he took out several exquisite soul lamps from his storage soul tool, adjusted the angle of the light, and let the soft and ambiguous halo replace the originally slightly cold sunset, focusing on the dining table area.

He then quickly took out a dark purple tablecloth that had been prepared beforehand, embroidered with intricate gold patterns.

The object was neatly laid out on the table, masking the coldness of the smooth surface.

Then, the main event.

He carefully arranged the exquisite silver cutlery sets neatly, leaving space in the middle for the plates.

Then, he went to the kitchen and carefully prepared the dishes...

As Dai Chengfeng returned, he took them out one by one.

The aroma of the stewed soul beast meat is rich and the meat is tender and soft. The fresh and delicious seasonal vegetables are bright green. A bowl of soup has been carefully simmered for several hours. There are also several exquisite desserts that look very tempting.

Each dish was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, clearly showing that a lot of thought had been put into it.

Finally, he took out a bottle of red wine that looked expensive and two crystal-clear wine glasses.

He didn't open the bottle immediately, but placed it next to the ice bucket, intending to wait for Bibi Dong to return before opening it.

Having done all this, he stepped back a few paces and examined his masterpiece:
Dim yet focused lighting, a dining table covered with an elegant tablecloth, tempting food, and fine wine waiting to be opened...

The atmosphere in this corner of the palace near the dining area had subtly shifted from solemn and elegant to warm and romantic, a stark contrast to the desolation he felt before he left.

Dai Chengfeng nodded in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping over the inner chambers of the palace, a deeper smile curving his lips.

He didn't go in, but stood patiently in the hazy interplay of light and shadow, like a hunter waiting for his prey to step into a trap...

However, his eyes shone with anticipation.

Time passed second by second, and as the sunlight completely disappeared and the lanterns of Wuhun City were lit up...

Finally, faint footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by that familiar, slightly weary sigh, and that soft sigh that followed.

"Squeak-"

The heavy, ornate doors of the palace were gently pushed open.

Bibi Dong, dressed in a magnificent papal robe and wearing a purple-gold crown, slowly walked in.

Her beautiful face bore an undeniable weariness, clearly indicating that a whole day of official duties had left her mentally and physically exhausted.

She habitually closed the palace gate with her backhand, without even looking up at the palace immediately. Instead, she bent down slightly and extended her slender fingers...

She casually hooked the heel of her jewel-encrusted purple high heels and gently slipped them off.

"despair……"

A delicate high heel was carelessly kicked onto the smooth floor, making a crisp sound.

She was about to take off the other one when she suddenly stopped.

Her gaze finally fell upon the interior of the palace.

Not right.

The lighting is wrong, the atmosphere is wrong... and the overall ambiance is definitely wrong!

The palace, which should have been quiet and even somewhat dim, was now enveloped in a carefully crafted, ambiguous, and warm glow.

In the air, besides the familiar cool fragrance, there was also a... tempting aroma of food?
And a faint, familiar scent that made her heart race inexplicably.

A sharp and wary glint flashed in Bibi Dong's deep purple eyes, and she subconsciously gathered her papal majesty.

But when she saw the exquisite dishes and wine bottles set on the table covered with a purple tablecloth in the center of the light and shadow, her sharpness was quickly replaced by surprise and intense curiosity.

who is it?

How dare they break into her palace without permission and make such arrangements?
Hu Liena?
That girl didn't have the guts, and she preferred to make little trinkets that girls like, rather than something like this... a suggestive romantic atmosphere.

A maid? That's even less likely.

Just as her mind raced, her purple eyes narrowed, and her powerful soul energy began to circulate quietly within her body, preparing to expose this audacious scoundrel, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.

The style of this decoration...

These seemingly casual yet thoughtful details...

And there was that faint, yet comforting scent in the air...

Is it...

Her heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, then began to race.

The frost that had settled between her brows due to exhaustion seemed to melt away slightly in an instant, and a faint blush, so subtle that she herself didn't even notice it, quietly crept onto her fair cheeks.

Just as her mind wavered, about to confirm her guess—

A figure moved with ghostly speed, silently approaching from the hazy light and shadow behind her.

A pair of strong arms, bearing the scent of travel weariness, yet incredibly gentle, wrapped around her slender, taut waist from behind.

"!"

Bibi Dong's body suddenly stiffened, almost as a conditioned reflex, and her powerful soul force was about to burst forth, giving this madman who dared to desecrate the Pope's holy body a fatal blow!
But at that very moment, an incredibly familiar and profound aura, like the finest wine, enveloped her completely.

That scent carried the fresh fragrance of grass and trees from the Starry Sky Forest, the dust of a long journey, and a warmth and domineering quality that made her feel at ease and completely absorbed in it.

All the condensed soul power dissipated instantly, like ice and snow melting, the moment this aura entered the tip of the nose.

Her previously tense and stiff body, which contained terrifying power, suddenly went limp, almost completely leaning against the warm and firm chest behind her.

vigilance, authority, exhaustion...

Everything was replaced by an indescribable, complex emotion at this moment.

There was surprise, reassurance, and a slight sense of being overshadowed or even surpassed by a junior, a feeling of subtle embarrassment.

She didn't turn around, but simply let herself lean against his chest, feeling the strong heartbeat coming from behind her.

After a full three breaths of silence, he asked softly in a voice that sounded calm but was actually tinged with a barely perceptible tremor and hoarseness:
"When did you come back?"

Dai Chengfeng gently rested his chin on the top of her fragrant hair, greedily inhaling her scent, his arms tightening around her as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

He answered softly, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe:

"Just got back."

"He didn't even go back to his own room; he couldn't wait to come see the teacher."

"I wanted to see if my teacher had missed me so much that she had lost weight."

Instantly, a warm current surged uncontrollably from the softest part of Bibi Dong's heart, quickly flowing through her limbs and bones.

She held a high position of power and was used to intrigue and treachery, and to enduring loneliness. It had been far too long since she had felt the feeling of being put first and cared for so urgently.

(End of this chapter)