Douluo: Qianyue was reborn, I am her own brother

"How is it? Have you considered it?"

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the new Pope and the Holy Son.

He asked Ye Renxin, who was beside him.

"Your Majesty, this junior is naturally willing, but matters of the heart are hard to predict..."

Ye Renxin bowed slightly.

He already understood Qian Renjue's talent, noble birth, and powerful bloodline.

Perhaps it could indeed pull the Ye family out of the quagmire in a roundabout way.

But the future is full of uncertainties,

especially when it comes to people's feelings.

Qian Daoliu naturally understood this even more thoroughly.

He waved his hand, not caring at all, and said:

"It doesn't matter. If that little girl really doesn't want to in the future, I won't force it."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"I have a lot of confidence in our little Jue."

Qian Renxue, who was standing next to them, frowned when she heard what they were talking about.

"In that case, this junior can rest assured."

Ye Renxin certainly didn't think that the strongest person in the world would deceive him.

Before he finished speaking, he took a piece of jade from his waist.

He respectfully handed it to Qian Daoliu.

"Senior, this is the heirloom of my Ye family. Please keep it safe for His Highness the Holy Son."

"Haha... Good! Then I will accept it on behalf of Little Jue."

Qian Daoliu's face lit up with joy.

He held the blood-colored jade, engraved with nine heart sea tang flowers, in his hand.

He guaranteed:

"If this matter succeeds, the Ye family's inheritance will be preserved."

"If it doesn't succeed, then the item will be returned to its original owner. This is my promise to you."

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Majesty."

Ye Renxin bowed respectfully.

"When I return home, I will also inform the younger generations of my family about this matter."

"That's how it should be."

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction.

He wasn't just talking empty words.

To ensure the Ye family's inheritance continues... Qian Renjue just needs to work harder.

Qian Renxue finally couldn't help but say:

"Grandpa, isn't this kind of thing too early?"

Qian Daoliu put away the jade pendant.

He smiled and rubbed Qian Renxue's hair.

"Although the topic is early, the time to accomplish it is still a long way off."

"..."

Qian Renxue opened her mouth, speechless.

The truth was indeed so.

This agreement didn't have any substantial progress yet.

"By the way, what did your mother say about that matter?"

Qian Daoliu suddenly asked.

Qian Renxue cleared the awkwardness in her heart, looked up at Qian Daoliu, and parted her red lips slightly.

"Mother said that the final decision still depends on Grandpa's meaning."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.

"What about you? Have you considered it clearly?"

Qian Renxue's face was full of determination.

Only by going out could she better do what she wanted to do!

"Oh well."

Qian Daoliu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

He instructed:

"I will prepare the things for you. Find some time to talk to Little Jue."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Qian Renxue thanked in a low voice.

Ye Renxin, who was next to them, quietly looked ahead, turning a deaf ear to the conversation between the grandfather and granddaughter.

...

On the square.

The red-clothed bishop and many members of the Spirit Hall had already stood up.

The Holy Son's coronation had come to an end.

Bibi Dong held Qian Renjue's hand and said softly, "Jue, from now on, you are the Holy Son of the Papal Palace and also my disciple."

"Disciple?"

Qian Renjue raised his eyes, stunned, and looked at Bibi Dong strangely.

He hadn't been told about this beforehand.

"Yes, are you unwilling?"

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

She stared at Qian Renjue nervously.

According to seniority, in the eyes of outsiders, they should be in a relationship of senior brother and sister.

Qian Renjue could also call her Senior Sister.

But Bibi Dong didn't want that.

On the other hand,

for the sake of the Spirit Hall's reputation, her relationship with Qian Renjue as mother and son could not be made public.

And directly calling her Pope was too distant.

Bibi Dong didn't want that.

Teacher and disciple seemed to be the closest to a mother-son relationship.

But she wouldn't force Qian Renjue.

As for what others thought, she wouldn't think too much about it.

Pfft!

A muffled sound rang out.

Qian Renjue's action stunned Bibi Dong, her face full of incomprehension.

"Jue, what are you doing?"

"Paying respects to my teacher."

Qian Renjue looked up at Bibi Dong, and as he spoke, he was about to knock his head on the ground.

"Jue, there's no need to kneel to pay respects to your teacher. Just bow. Get up quickly."

Bibi Dong was immediately dumbfounded.

Her face was full of joy, and she hurriedly bent down to pull Qian Renjue, who was kneeling on the ground, up.

"Uh?"

Hearing what Bibi Dong said,

a trace of embarrassment appeared on Qian Renjue's face, and he stood up with a shy smile.

Pat, pat!

Bibi Dong bent down and patted Qian Renjue's knees.

After straightening her back again,

she raised her eyes and scanned the people watching the ceremony below.

If anyone dared to laugh secretly, they might end up on the new Pope's little notebook.

Qian Renjue wasn't embarrassed for long.

He was kneeling to his own mother, which was justified, not anyone else.

"Alright, everyone, disperse."

Bibi Dong raised her hand and waved her sleeves.

She pulled her newly accepted disciple and turned to walk towards the Papal Palace.

Turning her head to look at Qian Renjue, she softly instructed:

"Jue, in front of outsiders in the future, just call Mom teacher, remember?"

"I remember, teacher."

Qian Renjue nodded seriously.

Bibi Dong smiled.

"There's no one around now, you should call me Mom."

"Okay, Mom."

"Yes, that's a good boy~"

...

Guests from all directions.

Had left one after another in the afternoon.

Ye Renxin had also made mental preparations and embarked on his journey home.

Inside the Hall of Offerings.

Suddenly, Qian Renjue's exclamation came out.

"Sister is leaving?!"

"Why... there aren't many strong people in the empire, where is there such a need for trouble."

Below the angel statue.

Qian Renjue, still dressed in full dress, sat cross-legged on the futon, with Qian Renxue beside him and Qian Daoliu opposite him.

Faced with Qian Renjue's big reaction.

Although Qian Renxue felt happy and reluctant in her heart, she did not change her mind.

What she didn't expect was.

Qian Daoliu would take the opportunity to stab her in the back before leaving.

He nodded in agreement and said, "Grandpa also thinks so, it's better to stay at home."

"..."

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu and couldn't help but laugh at his actions.

Ignoring him, she looked at Qian Renjue next to her.

"Jue, since you are the Holy Son, then Sister will test you."

"Test me?"

Qian Renjue was stunned.

"Yes."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly.

She raised her hand and pinched that slightly dignified face under the clothes.

It seemed more satisfying to play like this.

Smiling, she said, "Then tell me... what is the current situation of our Spirit Hall?"

Mentioning this topic.

Qian Daoliu also became energetic, looking forward to the performance of the two children.

This kind of thinking is very important for those in power.

"Sister, don't move first"

Qian Renjue frowned, grabbing the tender hand that was interfering with his thoughts.

Qian Renxue smiled and stopped teasing him.

Soon, Qian Renjue summed up a sentence and said hesitantly:

"We are very strong now, so strong that we have no friends."

I wish you all a happy life!