After The Soft And Cute Beauty Marries The Wolf King - Chapter 24

Even after the snow had stopped, Xie Zhiqing still wanted to go out and play.

He wore a thick cloak and put on the fox hat he got a few days ago, looking round and chubby as he stepped out of the door.

He held Ateus’s hand and carried Fufu in his arms—Fufu hid inside his cloak, only showing a small rabbit face.

This scene of him being hugged by both sides made Lang Sa laugh.

“Your gear is quite complete,” Lang Sa chuckled. He squatted down, tugged at the rope tied to Ateus’s back, and asked, “What’s this…?”

Ateus looked thoroughly unenthusiastic.

“Oh, that, um, the rope,” Xie Zhiqing scratched his head, saying, “I want him to pull Fufu for a couple of laps…”

Xie Zhiqing’s voice grew smaller and his gaze drifted away, avoiding Lang Sa’s eyes, responding only by rubbing the wolf king’s rough palm with his fingertips.

When Lang Sa’s kisses landed again, Xie Zhiqing finally reached out his hands and embraced his shoulders.

Lang Sa lifted his wrist, kissing the inside of his wrist with reverence.

As the gentle kisses landed on his wrist, Xie Zhiqing felt ticklish. He opened his eyes to glance—

Lang Sa was also looking at him.

“May I continue?” Lang Sa lightly touched his hand with his lips again, softly calling his name, “Xiao Qing’er.”

Xie Zhiqing didn’t answer. He lowered his eyes, avoiding Lang Sa’s gaze, responding only by caressing the wolf king’s rough palm with his fingertips.

When Lang Sa’s kisses descended once more, Xie Zhiqing finally reached out his hands and embraced his shoulders.

Lang Sa: Alright, the wolf took the rabbit out to play, now this wolf should take the rabbit out to play too.

It had been snowing all night, and thick snow accumulated everywhere, making a crunchy sound when stepped on.

Xie Zhiqing, like a child seeing snow for the first time, specifically looked for places where no one had stepped on, playing gleefully.

The snow during the day wasn’t as heavy as at night, the snowflakes were tiny, and they melted quickly when they landed on Xie Zhiqing’s nose.

He took off his gloves, using his fingers to touch the small snowflakes on his nose, joyfully exclaiming, “It turned into water in my hand!”

Such a small thing also made him happy.

That snowflake had long melted, but Xie Zhiqing still ran over to show Lang Sa as if he was holding something important.

He ran and shouted, “It turned into water in my hand—ah!!!”

Xie Zhiqing’s attention was fully focused on the tiny water stain that had evaporated from his hand, completely ignoring the road ahead. The snow was slippery, and he slipped and fell.

“Xiao Qing’er!” Lang Sa hurried over to check on him.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Xie Zhiqing got up from the ground, silly smile on his face, saying, “I was just too careless, hehe.”

Fortunately, the snow was thick and the clothes were thick, so he didn’t hurt himself.

Lang Sa helped him up, patting the snow off his butt, saying helplessly, “Be careful.”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Xie Zhiqing repeated, “Oh, by the way!”

He really didn’t hurt himself.

Xie Zhiqing ran back home again, took out the two unfinished rabbits, tucked them into his arms, and went out again.

He placed the two rabbits on the snow, cleared his throat, and said, “Ha! Look at the snow too!”

They played house for a long time, and Xie Zhiqing suddenly felt embarrassed.

He wiped the snowflakes off the two rabbits, looked awkwardly at Lang Sa behind him, and explained proactively, “Um… there is a saying in my hometown that ‘auspicious snow heralds a fruitful year.'”

Lang Sa smirked, “So what?”

“…,” Xie Zhiqing stammered, “In Anyu, agriculture is predominant, so we are very superstitious about this! We believe that heavy snowfall symbolizes a good harvest! So, so!”

Lang Sa didn’t tease him further and just said, “Alright, a fruitful year, next year will definitely be a good one.”

He waved his hand at Xie Zhiqing, inviting him to come to his side. He untied his cloak and pulled him into his arms, using his palm to warm the little prince’s cold hand.

“In the future, every year will be a good year,” Lang Sa whispered softly in his ear.

This was a sincere statement, not just to please Xie Zhiqing.

The Wolf King truly believed that now was the best time.

Xie Zhiqing was still alive, Xie Zhiqing was by his side; they were happily together as husband and wife.

They would have many more good years in the future.

*

In the following days, Lang Sa remained busy.

Before marrying Xie Zhiqing, his mind was full of rushing to Anyu to bring back the people and protect them well. Most of the preparations for the wedding were handled by the old Wolf King and Queen.

This time, Lang Sa realized that even these trivial matters could be so complicated when it came to hosting the visit of the two princes and princesses from Anyu.

Fortunately, the newlyweds were still in the honeymoon phase, full of enthusiasm.

Later, the old Wolf King and Queen also returned—since Lang Sa took over as the Wolf King, the old couple had gone out to travel. They had come back once for their son’s wedding, met Xie Zhiqing, and then went on another journey. This time, they heard that Xie Zhiqing’s brother and sister were coming, so they returned to the grassland.

Therefore, the task of receiving Xie Zhifeng and Xie Zhiyue was handed over to Lang Sa, while the daily affairs of the Wolf Clan were handed over to the old Wolf King.

That evening, Lang Sa came home relatively early.

He also brought good news: the convoy escorting the two had proceeded smoothly, and in another two days, they would arrive on the grassland.

“Really!” Xie Zhiqing sat up in bed, wrapped in a blanket, his face filled with excitement and joy that he couldn’t hide, “Didn’t they say it would take three or four days?”

Lang Sa smiled and put him back into bed, patting the blanket, saying, “Before, I was worried that your sister was young, so she would need to stop and rest for a few days during such a long journey. But who knew, every time we asked on the way, she said she didn’t need to, and moreover—”

Lang Sa tapped Xie Zhiqing’s nose and continued, “Not only did she not rest, but she also seemed quite happy. I remember you said your sister isn’t talkative by nature.”

Xie Zhiqing said, “Yeah, I was hoping she could be more cheerful.”

Lang Sa shrugged, “Don’t wish for it anymore. If she becomes as cheerful as Lang Xiaoxiao, you’ll have a hard time.”

After that, they talked about some other things before going to sleep.

Naturally, Lang Sa slept together with Xie Zhiqing.

The Wolf King’s body was very warm, and sharing the same blanket with Xie Zhiqing not only didn’t let any wind in but also made it warmer.

Xie Zhiqing squinted his eyes and felt that he didn’t need a hot water bottle anymore.

He leaned against Lang Sa, and in just a few days, he had already gotten used to sleeping in that person’s arms.

The grassland entered its coldest season, and on this night, it started to snow again outside.

After Ateus had checked the wolf pack one by one and confirmed that there were no emergencies, he also went back to sleep.

Fufu was banging her mouth against the bars of the rabbit cage, her long ears drooping to the side, soft like a small blanket.

In the room, the two people embraced each other in their sleep, both dreaming warm dreams.

On the desk, three rabbits sat neatly in a row, each with an adorable expression.

Even on the coldest nights, there is always warmth somewhere.

*

Meanwhile, the travelers on the road had also rested.

Xie Zhiyue quietly sneaked into her brother’s room.

“Brother, are you asleep?” The girl peeked her head in from outside the door.

“No, what’s up?” Xie Zhifeng smiled, “You’re still not asleep at this hour? Did you find the journey too tiring during the day?”

Xie Zhiyue pushed the door open and walked in. She squatted down beside her brother’s wheelchair, pressing her cheek against his knee, and said in a muffled voice, “I can’t sleep.”

Xie Zhifeng patiently asked, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m scared,” Xie Zhiyue looked up at her brother, “I heard those people say that we’ll probably arrive at the Wolf Clan around noon the day after tomorrow.”

“Isn’t that great?” Xie Zhifeng was puzzled, “We’ll see Xiaoqing soon.”

But Xie Zhiyue had her own worries. “What if he doesn’t remember me…”

Xie Zhifeng chuckled, “How could that be!”

He patted his little sister’s head and said gently, “Xiaoqing thinks about us every day, I know.”