Douluo: The Pope at the beginning, suppressing Haotian

Chapter 20 Tang Yuehua and Bibi Dong's tit-for-tat
"Miss Yuehua, you are here again?"

When the maid saw Tang Yuehua carrying a wooden lunch box, she took the initiative to greet her with a smile.

Ever since the incident with Ghost Leopard Douluo, people in the Spirit Hall had many speculations about the relationship between Tang Yuehua and Pei An.

There was a huge change in attitude towards her.

In addition, Miss Tang Yuehua always brought breakfast to Pei An, which made some speculations even more intense.

Especially the maids who witnessed Tang Yuehua delivering meals every morning, were full of speculations about this.

Some people have even started to ship the two.

The love story between the good-for-nothing eldest daughter of the Haotian Sect who couldn't practice cultivation and the young genius Pope of the Spirit Hall has fueled the gossip fire of some people.

Even though Bibi Dong strictly prohibited such remarks and clarified them many times, the effect was minimal.

It is even seen by some as a sign of accuracy.

After all, in the Spirit Hall, almost everyone knows clearly about Bibi Dong's feelings for Pei An.

Therefore, Bibi Dong's actions were also considered to be a manifestation of jealousy.

This made the gossip even hotter.

Even in private, many people began to form factions.

They are the genius Pope and the useless young lady faction who support Tang Yuehua, and the childhood sweetheart faction who support Bibi Dong.

Of course, some people are children who make choices, while all adults have to form factions.

It was a big fuss for a while.

Tang Yuehua nodded slightly and smiled: "Is the Pope here?"

The maid replied, "Yes, the Pope is handling business inside. Miss Yuehua, please come in."

"Thank you very much." Tang Yuehua thanked him and walked towards the study in the hall with the lunch box in her hand.

Having delivered it so many times, she was already very familiar with the layout of the Pope's Palace.

When she reached a room, Tang Yuehua stopped, stretched out her fair little hand and gently knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Pei An's cold voice came from the room.

Tang Yuehua pushed open the door and walked in.

"Ms. Yuehua, good morning."

Pei An raised his eyes and saw that Tang Yuehua did not show any emotion.

He's used to it.

At first, Pei An told Tang Yuehua that she didn't need to do so, as it was just a piece of cake that day.

However, although Tang Yuehua nodded in agreement, she came over with the lunch box the next day.

Over time, Pei An stopped talking and gradually got used to Tang Yuehua's daily meal delivery.

Tang Yuehua's cooking skills are very good, and are no less good than those of the chefs in the Spirit Hall. She even has some of her own characteristics.

Pei An actually quite likes her craftsmanship.

But not necessarily for another person.

When Bibi Dong saw Tang Yuehua coming over, there was a look of dissatisfaction in her beautiful eyes.

This woman comes to deliver breakfast every day, and everyone knows what she is thinking.

Bibi Dong would not be happy with anyone who coveted her An.

Bibi Dong pouted her rosy lips and said sarcastically, "Ms. Tang really has a lot of time. She's always on time~"

In response to this, Tang Yuehua just smiled slightly, unaffected: "Master Bibi Dong is right, Yuehua is indeed not very busy."

"The Pope likes Yuehua's craftsmanship, and Yuehua is happy too."

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Seeing that Tang Yuehua was still as gentle and elegant as before, Bibi Dong complained in her heart.

She didn't continue to tease Tang Yuehua.

After all, Pei An was right next to her, and Bibi Dong didn't want her image in his heart to be damaged.

In fact, Bibi Dong also tried to make breakfast for Pei An.

But after trying it just once, she gave up decisively.

Not everyone has a talent for cooking.

If Bibi Dong and Tang Yuehua were worlds apart in terms of cultivation talent, then their cooking talent was exactly the opposite.

After all, black osmanthus cake is not something that ordinary people can make.

At least he has some talent, even if it's not the right one.

She simply decided not to compete with Tang Yuehua on such matters.

But every time Bibi Dong saw Tang Yuehua coming to bring breakfast to Pei An, she was still so angry that her teeth itched.

This woman from the Haotian Sect really didn't take her seriously.

Tang Yuehua simply chose to ignore Bibi Dong's malicious gaze.

She walked over to Pei An with the lunch box and placed it on the table beside her.

"Your Highness, do you have much else to do? I made almond cake today."

Tang Yuehua smiled gracefully, her voice gentle.

She had carefully observed Pei An's behavior every time he ate, and she knew Pei An's eating habits very well.

Almond cake is one of Pei An's favorite desserts.

"Thank you." Pei An put down the documents in his hand and said softly.

I have almost finished today's work, so I can take a break.

Tang Yuehua didn't say anything, but just opened the lunch box, picked up an almond cake with chopsticks and handed it to Pei An's mouth.

Pei An was stunned. He was not used to this kind of feeding and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But after seeing Tang Yuehua's expectant eyes, he somehow opened his mouth and took a bite of the almond cake.

Seeing this, the smile on Tang Yuehua's pretty face became even brighter.

Bibi Dong, who was standing by, was so angry that flames were about to burst out of her eyes when she saw this.

Bastard, bastard, this bastard woman Tang Yuehua didn't even take her seriously. She actually fed her Ah An in front of her?!

At this moment, she didn't care about anything else. The soul power in her hand surged and turned into chopsticks. She gently picked up a piece of almond cake and handed it to Pei An's mouth unwillingly.

Pei An had no choice but to swallow the almond cake in his mouth and eat the almond cake handed to him by Bibi Dong.

Fortunately, Tang Yuehua had no intention of continuing to compete with Bibi Dong.

Tang Yuehua knew it very well.

In fact, she and Pei An only met once, and it was impossible for her to compare with Bibi Dong, who was with her day and night, in a short period of time.

If Pei An really fights with Bibi Dong, he will most likely stand on the side of that woman.

And Tang Yuehua’s feelings for Pei An are actually not that deep.

She felt more like and grateful to Pei An, but it had not yet reached the level of affection between a man and a woman.

The reason why he came to deliver meals every day was actually more out of gratitude to Pei An.

Therefore, she naturally would not confront Bibi Dong head-on.

As for when this affection will develop into love between a man and a woman, that is not certain.

Things like feelings are actually just a matter of a moment.

"Aan, Ning Fengzhi's invitation has been delivered. Are you planning to go?"

Bibi Dong suddenly remembered something and asked.

Ning Rongrong's full moon banquet...

Pei An nodded slightly: "Well, let's go and take a look."

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, this martial spirit is pretty good. If possible, Pei An actually wants to recruit it.

Of course, if Ning Fengzhi is too ignorant, then he can only cruelly use some other means.

As for how many people would die, that was not within Pei An's consideration.

"I want to go too." Bibi Dong shook Pei An's hand coquettishly.

"Donger, if you want to go, just go."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong gave Tang Yuehua a smug look.

Tang Yuehua kept smiling and did not suggest going with them.

She did not forget her identity because her situation changed.

In fact, she is still a hostage of the Haotian Sect in the Spirit Hall. If she takes the initiative to ask to go to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, it would be too ignorant.

Tang Yuehua knows her limits and doesn't do such things.

She just smiled and whispered, "Yuehua wishes the Pope all the best."

This reaction made Bibi Dong feel powerless, as if her fist was hitting cotton.

Bibi Dong, who did not experience the blackening in the original novel, still seems to be of a lower level in front of Tang Yuehua.

(End of this chapter)