After The Soft And Cute Beauty Marries The Wolf King - Chapter 46

Upon returning home, the two brushed the snow off each other.

 

Xie Zhiqing’s cheeks were icy, and he excitedly spun around the room. “There’s so much snow on the grassland! It’s only been a few months since winter started, and we’ve already seen several snowfalls!”

 

Lang Sa laughed and said, “Be careful,” then reached out to support Xie Zhiqing.

 

In the room, Fu Fu was also infected by Xie Zhiqing’s joy.

 

The clumsy little rabbit finally realized that its young master’s body was different now and couldn’t handle it running around wildly like before. So, it just left its cage and hopped along the desk.

 

As it jumped, Fu Fu seemed to remember something. It stopped moving, tilted its head, and looked at Xie Zhiqing.

 

With its head tilted, its long ears flopped to one side, its three-petaled mouth moved, and its bunny face showed an expression of sudden realization.

 

It lay down on the desk, held its belly with its front paws, and its ears trembled.

 

“…” Lang Sa was speechless and angrily said, “This stupid rabbit!”

 

Xie Zhiqing laughed uncontrollably. He sat on the bed, laughing so hard that tears were about to fall.

 

“Snap out of it!” Lang Sa walked over in two steps and tugged Fu Fu’s ears, annoyed. “Stop fooling around! You’re a rabbit, you don’t even have a mate, you can’t be pregnant!”

 

Fu Fu was shocked!

 

It quickly crawled off the desk, too stunned to move.

 

Lang Sa: “…”

 

He was really exasperated. Their two pets were truly infuriating.

 

Luckily, Fu Fu was a forgetful little thing. It soon forgot Lang Sa’s words and happily played around again, and soon fell asleep.

 

Xie Zhiqing rarely went out tonight and was a bit tired after walking around. After washing up, he went to bed early.

 

However, while his body was tired, his mind was not. Xie Zhiqing tossed and turned for a long time without feeling sleepy.

 

He adjusted his blanket and quietly asked Lang Sa, “Do you feel a bit hot?”

 

Lang Sa instinctively replied, “No.”

 

He got up to pat the blanket, trying to loosen it for Xie Zhiqing. However, when he looked over—

 

Half of Xie Zhiqing’s shoulder was exposed.

 

Lang Sa frowned and said, “Keep your shoulder covered. How can it be hot?”

 

Puzzled, he added, “It’s the coldest time now, how can you feel hot?”

 

He touched Xie Zhiqing’s face—it was really burning.

 

Lang Sa immediately became anxious. “Are you running a fever?!”

 

He quickly got out of bed, lit an oil lamp, and sat by Xie Zhiqing’s side, asking, “Do you feel unwell anywhere else? I’ll call a doctor.”

 

Xie Zhiqing hurriedly pulled him back. “I don’t feel unwell… I just feel hot.”

 

Lang Sa, who had already dressed, lowered his head to take a closer look.

 

Xie Zhiqing’s eyes were still bright and black, his long hair messily spread on the pillow, making him look even paler and frail.

 

He was extremely beautiful.

 

Lang Sa held his chin and examined him, not seeing any signs of illness. Unconvinced, he touched Xie Zhiqing’s face with the back of his hand again—it was still warm.

 

Lang Sa looked out the window.

 

The snow had gotten heavier, with larger flakes swirling in the wind.

 

How could it be hot… Lang Sa was puzzled.

 

At that moment, Xie Zhiqing clung to his fingers, rubbing them against his face.

 

Lang Sa looked down at him.

 

The little prince’s face was warm, rubbing against his hand, looking very obedient.

 

He touched Lang Sa’s fingertips and whispered, “I’m really not sick, go to sleep, stop fussing.”

 

Lang Sa sighed. “Alright, if you feel unwell during the night, call me immediately.”

 

Then he lay back down.

 

Holding Xie Zhiqing again, Lang Sa found his body wasn’t very hot, so he wasn’t feverish.

 

Feeling a bit relieved, he wrapped an arm around Xie Zhiqing’s waist and closed his eyes.

 

The two fell asleep face to face, their breaths mingling.

 

The little prince’s breathing was like a hook, scratching at Lang Sa’s heart, quietly stirring his body.

 

Lang Sa initially ignored it, but—

 

He suddenly opened his eyes.

 

The person in front of him had black hair and snow-white skin, his contrasting features tinged with gray. The shadows spread from Xie Zhiqing’s cheeks, crawling up to his eyelids.

 

Lang Sa’s heart began to race.

 

He knew those shadows indicated Xie Zhiqing blushing, but he hadn’t thought about the cause.

 

“…” Lang Sa tentatively asked, “Xiao Qing’er, are you… really feeling hot?”

 

Xie Zhiqing opened his eyes and looked at Lang Sa in confusion.

 

“Do you… really feel hot?” Lang Sa swallowed, his voice odd. “Could it be… for another reason?”

 

Xie Zhiqing looked puzzled. “Another reason?”

 

“…Like…” Lang Sa moved his fingers closer to Xie Zhiqing.

 

At the moment their lips touched, Xie Zhiqing let out a faint moan, quickly swallowed by their kiss.

 

Lang Sa chuckled, gently touching Xie Zhiqing’s cheek. He wanted to laugh but didn’t want to embarrass the little prince, so he continued kissing him, soothingly.

 

He held Xie Zhiqing’s moist tongue, calling his name softly between kisses.

 

Xie Zhiqing felt even hotter. His hair was damp with sweat, sticking to his skin.

 

He tried to open his eyes, but his vision was blurred.

 

His eyelashes were clumped together with tears.

 

Lang Sa laughed again.

 

He kissed the corner of Xie Zhiqing’s eyes, sucking away his tears bit by bit.

 

Xie Zhiqing opened his eyes in confusion, murmuring Lang Sa’s name.

 

The next moment, he arched his neck high—

 

Lang Sa fiercely bit Xie Zhiqing’s Adam’s apple, his four canine teeth grazing the most vulnerable part of his neck, leaving mottled kiss marks.

 

Xie Zhiqing clung to his shoulders, his lips trembling as he kissed Lang Sa’s chin.

 

After a while, Lang Sa sat up from the bed and went to wash his hands.

 

When he returned to the bed, Xie Zhiqing snuggled into his arms.

 

Lang Sa kept a stern face and casually said, “Hot.”

 

“…” Xie Zhiqing bumped his forehead against him in silent protest.

 

Lang Sa couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer and hugged him tightly.

 

He whispered into Xie Zhiqing’s ear, “The doctor said no intercourse for the first three months…”

 

Before he could finish, Xie Zhiqing covered his mouth.

 

“You’re talking nonsense again!” Xie Zhiqing said, his eyes wide.

 

Lang Sa blinked, pushed his hand away, and began teasing Xie Zhiqing again. He said, “Ah, you caught me talking nonsense. Fine, let’s have—”

 

He was cut off by Xie Zhiqing covering his mouth again.

 

The residual warmth from their earlier passion had just faded, and the little prince’s face was once again flushed with embarrassment.

 

He glared at Lang Sa, his fists clenched.

 

“Alright, alright, I won’t say anymore,” Lang Sa laughed, holding his fist, and hugged him tightly again, coaxing, “Sleep, it’s late.”

 

After all that commotion, the lingering desire dissipated, and they had done some exercise. Xie Zhiqing closed his eyes and finally fell asleep.

 

Time passed slowly.

 

About a week later, the old wolf king and queen returned.

 

The old wolf queen, upon seeing Xie Zhiqing, exclaimed joyfully and clapped her hands, nudging Lang Sa with her elbow. “Look, my silly son, what did I say! It’s your mother’s keen insight that sincerely blessed you two at your wedding to have children soon. See, see!! Isn’t he pregnant now!”

 

She then turned to Xie Zhiqing, proudly asking, “Keen insight—it’s a new idiom I learned. Did I use it correctly?”

 

“…” Xie Zhiqing awkwardly replied, “Yes, yes, you did…”

 

The old wolf queen clapped her hands and laughed.

 

They had returned to help organize the personnel for the Zhi Hua process. After carefully inquiring about Xie Zhiqing’s condition, they immediately went back to their tasks.

 

“What exactly is the Zhi Hua process? It sounds quite complicated,” Xie Zhiqing asked Lang Sa after the couple left. “What needs to be prepared?”

 

Lang Sa explained, “Most of it is straightforward, but it requires many experienced elders to oversee it.”

 

He elaborated, “The Zhi Hua process happens only once in a lifetime, it takes a long time and is prone to mistakes. Even if a wolf has the potential to fully Zhi Hua, we need to ensure nothing goes wrong during the process, or else…”

 

He trailed off, not finishing the sentence.

 

Xie Zhiqing nodded and asked, “Lang Sa, like you and Lang Xiaoxiao, wolves who can fully Zhi Hua seem rare. I haven’t seen many on the grassland.”

 

“Rare is an understatement,” Lang Sa said, gesturing towards the old wolf queen in the distance. “Even my mother couldn’t fully Zhi Hua. In the entire wolf clan, maybe one wolf fully Zhi Huas in a year.”

 

Hearing this, Xie Zhiqing suddenly felt nervous, “Then, what about…”

 

Lang Sa laughed, pinching his earlobe. “Don’t worry, you’re human, I’m the wolf king. Our baby will surely be able to Zhi Hua.”

 

Xie Zhiqing held his hand, smiled shyly, and said, “I was just momentarily startled. Now that I think about it, I don’t have any particular expectations for the baby. I just want him to be healthy.”

 

Lang Sa laughed, “Xiao Qing’er, you’re such an understanding parent.”

 

Xie Zhiqing’s face turned red. He lightly punched Lang Sa’s shoulder, laughing with his lips pursed.

 

After laughing, he relaxed a bit, hooked his arm around Lang Sa’s, and walked home slowly with him.

 

Talking about Zhi Hua and the baby seemed to open a floodgate for Xie Zhiqing. He started talking endlessly, mostly about the hardships of his elder brother forcing him to study when he was young.

 

“Second Brother’s handwriting was different from mine, but I was too young to tell, so I tricked him into doing my homework every day,” Xie Zhiqing said, scrunching his nose. “I got scolded by my eldest brother so many times, it was miserable.”

 

Lang Sa laughed heartily, not expecting Xie Zhiqing to have such a dark history.

 

After a while, he said, “Our baby won’t have to study if he doesn’t want to, I won’t force him.”

 

But then he reconsidered—

 

“On second thought…let’s not let him turn out like Lang Xiaoxiao!”

 

Xie Zhiqing laughed.

 

The two returned home, talking and laughing.

 

Later, Lang Sa, remembering something, asked, “Xiao Qing’er, do you hope our baby becomes the next wolf king?”

 

Xie Zhiqing didn’t answer immediately. He thought for a while, then smiled and shook his head, “I don’t know, it’s too far in the future. But I think… it depends on his ability and his wishes.”

 

He rubbed his face, embarrassed. “Maybe because my father never groomed me as the crown prince, I have no desire for the throne or power. As for my child… I’ll respect his wishes.”

 

Perhaps not expecting such an answer, Lang Sa pondered for a while before nodding, “I understand.”