Douluo Continent: I just left the dragon's lair, and they want me to marry Bibi Dong.

Chapter 43 Morning Sickness, Bibi Dong is Pregnant

After saying goodbye to Yue, Gui, and Du.

Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong arrived at the offering hall one after the other.

"Grandpa Qian."

Inside the hall, Qian Daoliu, who was drinking tea, immediately put down his teapot and stood up when he heard Ye Guyue's voice.

"Bone Moon is back." Qian Daoliu said with great joy, "Was the trip smooth?"

Ye Guyue smiled and said, "It went very smoothly, and I also completed the first test."

"Is that so?" Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad."

During their conversation, Qian Daoliu first asked Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong to sit down, and then personally helped them prepare tea.

If outsiders were to see the peerless Douluo of the world personally serving tea to the two of them, they would probably be astonished.

"The Grand Offering?"

Bibi Dong's mouth opened slightly, somewhat flattered.

"You don't need to be so formal. Bibi Dong, you are Gu Yue's wife, so naturally you are my granddaughter-in-law. I treat Gu Yue like my own grandson. Except for that lewd old man, the fifth brother, I treat everyone else the same way."

Qian Daoliu smiled kindly, showing no airs of a peerless Douluo.

"Thank you, Great Offering."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

Just by smelling it, you can tell that this tea is extraordinary.

Bibi Dong had never actually tasted the tea that the peerless Douluo drank.

I picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and found it sweet. But as soon as it entered my mouth, my stomach started churning.

Bibi Dong put down her teacup, clutching her stomach, while Ye Guyue got up, quickly brought over a round trash can, and handed it to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong couldn't bear it any longer and began to vomit.

"Cough cough."

Bibi Dong coughed a few times, feeling as if she had vomited up everything she had eaten.

Clutching her stomach, Bibi Dong was somewhat surprised. She was already a Soul Emperor, so how could she still be vomiting?

Ye Guyue took a tissue and helped Bibi Dong wipe the vomit from the corner of her mouth.

"Senior sister is so kind." Bibi Dong held Ye Guyue's hand and said with a smile, "Tonight, I'll try my best to help senior sister relieve her pent-up desire."

Ye Guyue smiled helplessly: "You're so unserious."

After wiping it clean, Ye Guyue looked at Bibi Dong and felt that something was not quite right.

So he said, "Grandpa Qian, why don't we call a healing soul master from the Spirit Hall to take a look? I have a feeling that Dong'er—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Qian Daoliu understood her meaning and immediately ordered someone to summon a healing soul master.

Less than three minutes later, an elderly woman rushed over.

"Excuse me, could you please check my wife?"

Ye Guyue said calmly.

"Your Highness, I will examine the lady immediately."

The old woman said respectfully, sitting down beside Bibi Dong and beginning to take her pulse and examine her.

As a healing soul master who had been in the Spirit Hall for sixty years, the old woman was experienced and had considerable prestige within the Spirit Hall.

In just a moment, the old woman's furrowed brows turned to joy, and she immediately raised her hand, stood up, and smiled at Ye Guyue, saying, "Congratulations, Your Highness, your wife is pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Ye Guyue was overjoyed: "That's wonderful!"

So that's what the Ice Dragon King meant back then.

Qian Daoliu breathed excitedly, "Finally! That's great!"

Fortunately, I can handle the stimulation.

"Then I will not disturb Your Highness any longer. This old man will take his leave."

The old woman bowed respectfully, then turned and left the offering hall.

Bibi Dong touched her belly, her face full of happiness: "Am I really going to be a mother?"

"After having a child, Gu Yue, you need to take good care of Bibi Dong's health. You'll have to work hard from now on."

Qian Daoliu patted Ye Guyue on the shoulder: "Come to me if you have any trouble. You all go back and get some rest. I'm going to tell the other elders about these good things."

"Yes, Grandpa Qian. Dong'er and I will head back now." Ye Guyue nodded and led Bibi Dong by the hand as they left the Hall of Worship.

Leaving the offering hall, Bibi Dong blushed and said sweetly, "Husband, Dong'er is pregnant. Are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy," Ye Guyue said with a smile.

Having cultivated himself for many years, his smile appeared much more forced than others.

Bibi Dong's lips curled up. "Then, my husband, could you grant Dong'er a small request?"

"What are your requirements?"

Even a small request is not a simple matter.

It's not difficult to meet those needs.

"That's right, when we make love, how about we wear the dress Dong'er prepared next time?" Bibi Dong put her arm around Ye Guyue's slender waist. "Now that I'm carrying my husband's child, how about I grant Dong'er's small request?"

"No." Ye Guyue refused decisively, "Dong'er, you'd better not even think about it, I won't agree."

Bibi Dong slid her hand downwards and laughed, "Husband, since you're being disobedient, let's go home and talk about it slowly."

"Ah, Dong'er, no, don't do this, it makes me uncomfortable." Ye Guyue blushed.

"Husband, I'm just giving you a massage, like a warm-up before a match. I think you understand that," Bibi Dong said with a smile.

I know perfectly well that you can't resist someone who just shakes your hand when you say so.

The two quickly returned to their bridal chamber, closed the door to the master bedroom, and Bibi Dong licked her red lips: "Husband, let's fight to the end today. If you lose, you have to wear the dress I prepared for you. If I lose, I will never mention it again."

"Dong'er, it's a deal, but are you sure you can beat me?" Ye Guyue didn't believe she would lose.

"Hehe, my husband."

As soon as Ye Guyue finished speaking, just as she was about to reach out and pull Bibi Dong into her arms, several dark spider webs suddenly flashed before her eyes.

Before he could react, the tough spider silk had already wrapped around him, firmly fixing his wrists and ankles to the edge of the bed.

He subconsciously mobilized his soul power, but only felt a wave of weakness in his limbs, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"Dong'er! You're cheating again!"

Ye Guyue looked up at Bibi Dong with shame and indignation.

There were still strands of spider silk clinging to her fingertips, and the eight sharp spider spears behind her slowly retracted.

Just now, one of the needles had silently pierced his lower back, injecting a poison that could temporarily seal his soul power.

Bibi Dong stuck out her tongue, flipped over and straddled his waist, placing her hands on his chest, laughing hysterically: "There's no other way, my husband is so powerful, I can't beat him head-on, so I have to find another way."

She reached out and gently brushed away the blush on Gu Yue's cheek: "Besides, the bet only said that no external force could be used, but it didn't say that I couldn't use my martial soul."

Ye Guyue gritted her teeth in anger, but could only watch helplessly as Bibi Dong took out a string of exquisite silver bells from her storage soul tool.

When the cold metallic touch pressed against his ankle, he shuddered and tried to struggle, but Bibi Dong held him down even tighter.

"Don't move."

Bibi Dong lowered her head and gently bit his reddened earlobe, while her hands continued to tie the bells firmly to his two ankles.

With a gentle shake, a crisp tinkling sound rang out in the room.

"Alright." She looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, her fingertips slowly sliding down Ye Guyue's waistline, her eyes becoming burning. "Now, let me see if my husband will enjoy himself tonight."

The soft ringing of silver bells, accompanied by Ye Guyue's suppressed and indignant groans, echoed for a long time in the bridal chamber.