After The Soft And Cute Beauty Marries The Wolf King - Chapter 30

At this moment, Xie Zhiqing finally understood why Lang Sa had looked embarrassed since returning to the room and seeing him.

 

He looked at Lang Sa, and Lang Sa looked back at him.

 

Xie Zhiqing: “…”

 

Calmly, he pulled the quilt over himself, lay down again, and closed his eyes, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.

 

Numb, he thought. Better to play dead.

 

Lang Sa stood at the door for a long time without moving. Xie Zhiqing opened his eyes just a crack to peek—

 

Lang Sa was also looking at him.

 

Unable to continue pretending, Xie Zhiqing slowly got up and dressed. He touched his hair and blinked, his whole demeanor shouting “awkward.”

 

Lang Sa carefully walked over, placed a small food box on the table, and said softly, “…Eat.”

 

Xie Zhiqing: “Oh…”

 

The awkwardness between them was suffocating.

 

Although this wasn’t the first time they were in such close proximity, they had never before experienced something as terrifying as being unconscious for two days!

 

Xie Zhiqing felt both embarrassed and angry. Unconsciously, his small fists clenched.

 

Pursing his lips, he pushed away the food box Lang Sa brought and said defiantly, “I’m not eating.”

 

“…” Lang Sa scratched his head nervously and asked, “Then what do you want to eat? I’ll have the kitchen make something.”

 

“…” Xie Zhiqing, feeling awkward, said, “I want to take a bath first!”

 

He didn’t really want to bathe; he just wanted to pick a fight with Lang Sa. The young prince had been taught to be extremely polite from a young age, so even when looking for a reason to quarrel with his husband, he could only come up with such childish excuses.

 

“Oh!” Lang Sa immediately agreed. “Sure! But I already helped you bathe that day—”

 

Before he could finish, Xie Zhiqing shot him a look.

 

His eyes were shy and resentful, with a faint shadow creeping up his cheeks, blushing again.

 

“…” Lang Sa swallowed the rest of his words, raised his hands to signal he would shut up, and said no more.

 

Xie Zhiqing glared at him for a long time without saying anything.

 

Unable to think of another way to oppose Lang Sa, the young prince finally resorted to the simplest and most primitive method—he charged into Lang Sa’s arms and head-butted his shoulder.

 

Lang Sa laughed as he caught him. He held off Xie Zhiqing’s head-butts and repeatedly pleaded, “Spare me, Your Highness, spare me.”

 

Xie Zhiqing, still feeling unsatisfied, continued to flail and punch.

 

It was entirely ineffective, and eventually, Xie Zhiqing only managed to mess up his own still-unbound long hair.

 

After a while, Xie Zhiqing finally tired himself out. Pursing his lips, he glared at Lang Sa once more before sitting down at the dressing table to bind his hair.

 

Lang Sa also pulled up a chair to sit beside him. He opened the food box, occasionally offering pieces of pastry to the young prince focused on his hair. However…

 

Lang Sa watched him in confusion.

 

Today, Xie Zhiqing had tied his hair into a high bun. All his hair was gathered up, each strand carefully bound.

 

He scrutinized himself in the mirror and then grabbed a hairpin from the jewelry box.

 

Xie Zhiqing looked around, comparing the hairpin to his bun but hesitated, feeling something was off about the placement.

 

Through the mirror, he glanced at Lang Sa, wearing an expression that clearly indicated he wanted help but didn’t want to ask directly.

 

Lang Sa immediately understood. “I’ll help you!”

 

Xie Zhiqing’s hair crown and hairpin were a matching set of Hetian jade, simple in design yet very delicate, smooth, and sleek to the touch.

 

Lang Sa carefully inserted the hairpin and then lowered himself to meet Xie Zhiqing’s gaze in the mirror.

 

With just a slight change in hairstyle, Xie Zhiqing’s entire demeanor transformed. The previously lively and sunny young prince now appeared much more mature and composed with his hair up, resembling the elegant and gentle Xie Zhifeng.

 

Xie Zhiqing also noticed this change. He looked into the bronze mirror for a long time, feeling strange. He wanted to ask Lang Sa but remembered he was still in a one-sided cold war with him, so he gave up.

 

At that moment, Lang Sa quickly tried to show goodwill, saying, “It looks great! It’s really nice! You just think it looks strange because you’re not used to it yet! It’s not your problem!”

 

It was clear the wolf king wasn’t used to flattering others, as his exaggerated actions and tone were quite embarrassing.

 

Xie Zhiqing stared at him for a while, finally unable to hold back a smile.

 

He touched the bun on top of his head, feeling a bit bashful. In their country, men had to tie up all their hair once they were married. Previously, he thought he could muddle through since the wolf tribe didn’t understand An Yu’s customs, but now…

 

He glanced at Lang Sa secretly, thinking, since he had already… already… decided to stay with Lang Sa, accept his love, and be like any other loving and harmonious couple in the world, then he couldn’t skip the necessary rituals.

 

He poked Lang Sa in the chest and whispered, “You, you’re too…”

 

### Other things the little prince couldn’t say out loud, so he just head-butted him again.

 

Lang Sa rubbed his head and mumbled a response—after all, he couldn’t admit he was wrong; fulfilling marital duties couldn’t be considered a mistake.

 

However, Lang Sa was smart enough not to show it and casually changed the subject.

 

“By the way, here, these are for you.” Lang Sa took out two letters from his chest and handed them to Xie Zhiqing. “Two letters, one from Xie Zhifeng and one from Lang Xiaoxiao.”

 

He deliberately hid the time when the letters were delivered.

 

Xie Zhifeng’s letter had arrived the night Lang Sa and Xie Zhiqing were fooling around. Normally, Lang Sa wouldn’t sleep until late at night, and the letter could have been handed to him immediately, but that night… well, it got delayed until the next day.

 

Then, Xie Zhiqing slept through the second and third days. Lang Sa stayed by his side, not even paying attention to Ateus, so the letters were delayed another two days until today, when the old wolf queen returned, and the letters finally reached Lang Sa.

 

As for Lang Xiaoxiao’s letter, it was brought by Tanis.

 

A couple of days ago, Tanis took the letter back to the prairie and happened to meet Ateus on the way. After a brief discussion, Ateus had Lang Xiaoxiao go directly to the old wolf queen to handle it.

 

“Tsk tsk, Lang Sa is unreliable,” Ateus wanted to roll his eyes.

 

Xie Zhiqing took the two letters, puzzled, and asked, “Why did they both write at the same time? Did something happen on the way?”

 

As he spoke, Xie Zhiqing suddenly became nervous.

 

“Don’t worry.” Lang Sa placed a hand on his shoulder and said seriously, “I sent eight attendants with them, and Lang Xiaoxiao is with them. No one can harm them.”

 

Xie Zhiqing nodded, reassured, and immediately began to open the letters.

 

The contents of the letters were simple.

 

Xie Zhifeng wrote that they had passed through a small country on their journey, found the customs and traditions very similar to An Yu’s, and decided to rest there for a few days. The wolf princess found the place very interesting and decided to stay for a while, so she wouldn’t be accompanying them to An Yu.

 

Xie Zhiqing finished reading and smiled, shaking his head. He handed the letter to Lang Sa, who also looked speechless after reading it.

 

“This Lang Xiaoxiao… she’s really something,” Lang Sa cursed. “She’s practically disgraced the wolf tribe on this trip.”

 

Xie Zhiqing laughed and punched him. “Stop talking nonsense.”

 

Then he picked up Lang Xiaoxiao’s letter.

 

Lang Xiaoxiao’s letter was even simpler—she and Lang Sa were indeed siblings, and her bold handwriting made Xie Zhiqing’s temples throb.

 

She said almost the same thing but…

 

Well, it seemed Xie Zhifeng had put it nicely. Lang Xiaoxiao bluntly wrote that she had met a very handsome man in that small country.

 

“This princess is going to pursue the handsome guy!” she wrote.

 

The envelope was thick, containing not just the letter but also a small portrait.

 

Xie Zhiqing unfolded it and saw the girl in the portrait, her brows and eyes resembling the old wolf queen’s. It was indeed Lang Xiaoxiao, but she wasn’t wearing her usual braided hairstyle. She had changed out of her wolf princess attire and was dressed in the style favored by Central Plains girls, looking like she was wearing a black gold embroidered robe.

 

Xie Zhiqing held up the portrait for Lang Sa to see. “She really has a different air about her with this new look. Look, Xiaoxiao looks quite ladylike like this!”

 

“She’s pretending. It’s just others putting a good spin on it.” Lang Sa continued to criticize, but his hands were honest, taking the portrait and examining it closely.

 

“Hey, Lang Sa, do you know where this country is?” After a while, Xie Zhiqing asked again. “I’ve never heard of this place.”

 

Lang Sa replied, “I know it. We passed by it once. It’s not far from the wolf tribe, but the journey is inconvenient, with winding roads that take a lot of time.”

 

“I see…” Xie Zhiqing pondered, muttering, “I wonder if this handsome guy Xiaoxiao mentioned is reliable.”

 

Lang Sa was indifferent. “Whether he’s reliable or not is up to her. It’s great if he is; if not, she’ll deal with the consequences herself.”

 

Xie Zhiqing disagreed. “Don’t say that. Xiaoxiao is still young.”

 

“She’s as old as you. Not that young, and capable of dealing with the consequences.”

 

Xie Zhiqing thought for a moment and nodded. “Alright, you’re right. Maybe because Xiao Yue is so young, I always feel like all younger sisters are like her, young and in need of protection.”

 

Lang Sa rubbed his hair and said, “You’re a good brother.”

 

Xie Zhiqing touched his nose and smiled shyly.

 

Lang Sa also thought, Xie Zhiqing is a good brother.

 

Later, they tidied up and went out, wandering aimlessly on the prairie.

 

They ran into Tanis, whom they hadn’t seen in a while.

 

Xie Zhiqing played with it for a while and asked, “Aren’t you staying with Xiaoxiao?”

 

Tanis shook its head, its expression not looking good.

 

Xie Zhiqing was puzzled but comforted himself, thinking maybe Tanis just wasn’t used to being apart from Lang Xiaoxiao.

 

Afterward, Lang Sa got busy again.

 

Although he said he wouldn’t care about Lang Xiaoxiao, he secretly discussed with his mother preparing a dowry.

 

It wasn’t urgent, but Lang Xiaoxiao’s impulsive nature made them believe that when she returned to the prairie, she would likely talk about marriage.

 

They didn’t care as much about marriage as people in the Central Plains did. As long as the spouse had no ill intentions, their tribe, appearance, and other details didn’t matter.

 

Xie Zhiqing occasionally teased Lang Sa, saying he was stubborn but soft-hearted.

 

Lang Sa replied ominously, “I don’t know if I’m stubborn, but other parts are very hard. Do you want to check?”

 

Xie Zhiqing: “…” He quickly left.

 

As for Lang Xiaoxiao—

 

The handsome man she met was the eldest prince of Bianyang Kingdom, Xiao Qizhen.