Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Su Mo raised his hand to gently stop him: "It's just a 60,000-year-old soul bone. Compared to Shuang'er, what is it? As for the dowry, I don't care about these things. Shuang'er and Lingling are enough."

However, before Patriarch Ye could speak, Ye Qingshuang, who was standing next to Su Mo, interjected, "That won't do. One thing at a time, the dowry must be provided."

"Okay, whatever you say." Su Mo looked at her and smiled indulgently.

At this moment, the head of the Ye family stood up and smiled kindly: "Xiao Mo, Shuang'er, it's getting late. The servants have prepared the meal. Let's go eat first."

"Okay." Su Mo nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Su Mo, Ye Qingshuang, the Ye family head, and Su Lingling arrived at the restaurant together.

The banquet was very lavish, with dishes that were delicious and visually appealing, making one's mouth water just by looking at them, and the wine was also very fragrant.

At the dinner table, the family enjoyed a harmonious and joyful time, with laughter and chatter filling the air.

After the banquet, Su Lingling left with the Ye family head.

Firstly, the Ye family head really missed his granddaughter and wanted to spend more time with her.

Secondly, she also wanted to leave Su Mo and Ye Qingshuang some space to be alone.

Who knows, she might even have another grandchild.

At this moment, in Ye Qingshuang's boudoir.

Su Mo and his companion walked in slowly.

Su Mo looked around and saw that the room was clean and tidy, clearly indicating that it had been carefully cleaned over the years.

Su Mo was right. Although Ye Qingshuang didn't live here often and only came back occasionally, her room was always taken care of, so it was always kept clean and tidy.

"Honey, I'm going to take a shower first." Ye Qingshuang hugged Su Mo's waist, gently biting her lower lip, a hint of allure in her eyes. "Wait for me."

"What are you waiting for? Let's shower together." Su Mo's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

Immediately, he picked Ye Qingshuang up in his arms and strode towards the bathroom.

Ye Qingshuang gasped softly, quickly wrapping her arms around Su Mo's neck, her pretty face instantly turning red.

Although she and Su Mo had been intimate countless times and even had a child together, this was the first time they had ever bathed together like this.

However, Ye Qingshuang felt no resistance whatsoever; on the contrary, she was secretly looking forward to it.

……

It was in the early hours of the morning.

Ye Qingshuang was carried out by Su Mo.

Su Mo gently placed Ye Qingshuang on the soft bed, knelt down, smoothed her hair, and asked in a low voice, "Shuang'er, are you alright?"

He is now a level 100 god, while Ye Qingshuang is only a titled Douluo, and a support type at that. Even if he has intentionally restrained himself, it is still far beyond what Ye Qingshuang can bear.

"It's nothing... I'm just a little tired." Ye Qingshuang's voice was soft, with a hint of lazy satisfaction.

"Then you should go to sleep."

As Su Mo spoke, he got into bed, gently pulled Ye Qingshuang into his arms, and closed his eyes.

……

the next day.

Su Mo brought Ye Qingshuang and Su Lingling back home.

For the next few days, Su Mo stayed at home and lived a peaceful and happy life.

About twenty days later.

The city of Wuhun was filled with joy, decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and bustling with activity.

This day was Su Mo's wedding day, and the wedding venue was naturally chosen to be the spacious square in front of the Papal Palace.

By this time, the square was already filled with banquet tables, and guests from all sides of the mainland were arriving in an endless stream.

Even the seven chief priests, who usually live a secluded life, were all present.

They all wore smiles that were rarely seen on their faces.

Seeing Su Mo get married was like watching their own grandson get married, and they were naturally overjoyed.

After a long while, an emcee slowly walked up the platform and solemnly announced a congratulatory speech.

Then, the wedding officially began.

Su Mo was the first to appear, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, looking radiant and exuding a divine aura in every gesture.

Immediately afterwards, five graceful figures walked down the red carpet, all dressed in phoenix coronet and embroidered robes.

Even though their faces are obscured by the draped red veil, onlookers can still imagine their stunning beauty from their elegant demeanor.

At this moment, the spectators below the stage couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"His Highness is truly blessed with good fortune, managing to marry five beauties at the same time."

"Yes, and one of them is His Holiness the current Pope. His Holiness the Pope is not only stunningly beautiful, but also holds an extraordinary position. Alas, if I could marry such a wife, I would die happy."

"But speaking of which, His Highness the Holy Son is truly a role model for us all, to be able to make someone like His Holiness the Pope willing to share a husband with other women. I really don't know how His Highness the Holy Son managed to do it."

"That's right, it's truly enviable."

At this moment, on the high platform, Bibi Dong, Ye Qingshuang, A Yin, Bo Saixi and Gu Yuena stood in a row beside Su Mo.

With a gratified smile on her face, Qian Xunji, the officiant, ascended the high platform.

He then read out a heartfelt blessing.

The wedding then proceeded smoothly in a solemn and joyous atmosphere.

As dusk gradually fell, the guests slowly dispersed.

The wedding has now come to a successful conclusion.

Su Mo did not return to the Holy Son's Palace.

For from this day forward, he is no longer the Son of God, nor does he dwell in the Son of God's Temple.

Qian Xunji specially gifted him a manor as a wedding present, which would be his future residence.

The manor is located in the south of the city.

The environment is serene and the area is vast, with luxurious and extraordinary interior decoration. This is not only Qian Xunji's affection for his disciple, but also his respect for Su Mo, the deity.

At this moment, inside the manor, Su Mo stepped into the master bedroom.

The master bedroom is extremely spacious and decorated in a magnificent style, with a large and soft bed placed in the center of the room.

At this moment, Bibi Dong, Ye Qingshuang, A Yin, Bo Saixi, and Gu Yuena were already sitting on the bed.

"Honey, you're finally back! Are you tired?" Bibi Dong was the first to get up and greet him, followed closely by the other four.

"Not tired." Su Mo shook his head slightly.

Although he had been busy all day, as a deity, how could he feel tired at this level?

However, not being tired during the day does not mean you won't be tired at night.

Because tonight, none of the five women, including Bibi Dong, wanted to miss the wonderful moments of their wedding night.

Chapter 229 The Warm Life After Marriage

Time slips away quietly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed since Su Mo's wedding day.

Wuhun City, south of the city.

At Su Mo's manor.

At this moment, in the courtyard, Su Mo was leisurely lying on a rocking chair, looking quite content.

Ye Qingshuang stood quietly behind Su Mo, gently massaging his shoulders with both hands.

Both of their gazes fell on a little girl not far away.

The little girl was wearing a blue dress, and her short blue hair shone softly in the sunlight.

The little girl was Su Mo and Ye Qingshuang's daughter, Su Lingling.

She is now two years old, with delicate and beautiful features, and is extremely cute and lovable.

What she's playing with now is a novel gadget that has never appeared in the Douluo Continent before.

In fact, all of these things were specially designed by Su Mo for Su Lingling based on his memories from his previous life, creating a children's playground.

Su Lingling loved it very much, and she had been playing here with great enthusiasm for most of the day since this morning.

Just then, Su Lingling stopped playing and, with her short little legs, happily ran towards Su Mo and the other person.

She ran to Su Mo's side, hugged his leg tightly, and looked up at him with her little face.

Then she said in a childish voice, "Daddy, Lingling is hungry. She wants to eat fragrant meat and drink sweet milk tea."

The milk tea that Su Lingling mentioned does not exist in the Douluo Continent.

This is something new that Su Mo came up with himself.

The little guy fell in love with it after trying it once.

Su Mo smiled indulgently, then got up from the rocking chair and picked up Su Lingling: "Okay, my good daughter, Daddy will take you to eat delicious meat and drink sweet milk tea."

"Yay! Daddy's the best!"

Su Lingling happily hugged Su Mo's neck and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

At this moment, Su Mo was in a great mood. He immediately picked up Su Lingling and walked into the house with Ye Qingshuang.

Inside the hall at this moment.

Apart from Bibi Dong, who was handling official business in the Papal Palace, Su Mo's other wives were all present, sitting together drinking tea and chatting.

Among them, Ah Yin was sporting a large, round belly, her face beaming with the happy smile of someone about to become a mother.

It's obvious that she's pregnant.

Moreover, she was about to give birth.