After The Soft And Cute Beauty Marries The Wolf King - Chapter 50

Xie Zhiqing also had a younger sister and couldn’t bear to see girls cry.

 

He hesitated and comforted, “You are siblings.”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao leaned on the desk, sobbing uncontrollably, “I didn’t mean to argue with him. I know everything he said was true. I know he meant well.”

 

Xie Zhiqing didn’t know what to say. He understood this was not an issue an outsider could help resolve. He could only suggest, “When he comes back, you two should have a good talk?”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao nodded while crying.

 

However, it wasn’t long before Lang Xiaoxiao started feeling uneasy again.

 

She wiped her tears clean and looked out the window anxiously.

 

This action and expression seemed familiar.

 

Xie Zhiqing also looked out—

 

Soon, Lang Xiaoxiao couldn’t even sit still. She paced around the room anxiously and finally hid behind the door.

 

The next moment, the door was kicked open.

 

Xie Zhiqing: “…”

 

The irritable Wolf King was using his foot to open doors again.

 

Lang Xiaoxiao, hiding behind the door, was almost flattened.

 

Lang Sa naturally noticed that there was someone else at home. After closing the door, he crossed his arms and looked at the girl hiding behind the door, coolly asking, “What are you doing here?”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao pouted, “Uh…”

 

She looked to Xie Zhiqing for help.

 

“…” Xie Zhiqing braced himself, “She… brought something over.”

 

Lang Sa looked back at Xie Zhiqing, then at Lang Xiaoxiao, who seemed to want to shrink into a ball, “You’ve delivered it, now leave.”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao: “…Oh.”

 

She rubbed her nose and left, moving awkwardly.

 

She walked slowly, completely unlike her usual brisk self.

 

Lang Sa sarcastically said, “Hurry up, don’t think about staying for dinner.”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao scratched her head and looked back at him, conflicted.

 

Lang Sa was holding a food box and, seeing this, raised his hand, indicating, “It’s just dinner for two, nothing for you.”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao said dejectedly, “Oh… then I’ll go, brother.”

 

Lang Sa said, “Get lost.”

 

Lang Xiaoxiao hesitated a few times, but in the end, she didn’t say anything and left.

 

Lang Sa put down the food box and called Xie Zhiqing over to eat, casually asking, “What did she bring?”

 

Xie Zhiqing showed him the piece of cloth.

 

Lang Sa glanced at it—the Wolf King couldn’t distinguish colors well and could only see the general pattern. He scanned the butterflies on the cloth and asked, “Are these three butterflies… a family of three?”

 

“?” Xie Zhiqing hadn’t noticed. Hearing this, he looked more closely and found that the butterflies were indeed two large and one small. Delighted, he said, “They really are! I didn’t notice that earlier! No wonder they said it’s perfect for newborns!”

 

With this small discovery, his affection for the fabric instantly went from eight to ten. He held the cloth in his arms and happily said, “Tomorrow I’ll have Xiaochan find someone to make it into clothes!”

 

Then he became troubled, “I don’t know what size to make for the baby clothes…”

 

Lang Sa tapped his nose and said, “The tailor shop will know—they must have made them before.”

 

“Oh!” Xie Zhiqing slapped his forehead, “Right, I didn’t think of that…”

 

“Dummy!” Lang Sa tried to keep a stern face but couldn’t help but laugh and kissed Xie Zhiqing on the cheek.

 

While eating, Xie Zhiqing tentatively brought up Lang Xiaoxiao. However, he was interrupted by Lang Sa just as he began.

 

“Annoying, don’t want to hear it, don’t mention her,” Lang Sa said, “Seeing her just makes me angry.”

 

“…” Xie Zhiqing could only get to the point, “She asked me if you were still angry.”

 

Lang Sa snorted, “If she bothers you again, tell her to speak to me directly, not through you as a messenger.”

 

Xie Zhiqing smiled and said, “Okay.”

 

After dinner, Xie Zhiqing took out the cloth again to examine it closely.

 

The fabric’s color was bright and indeed suitable for children. After Lang Sa’s reminder, the more he looked at the three butterflies, the more he liked them, almost wanting to cut the cloth into baby clothes right away to see the effect.

 

Lang Sa, leaning on the bed, found it amusing to see him fussing over it and asked, “What’s so special about this cloth that makes you like it so much?”

 

Xie Zhiqing put down the cloth, snuggled up to Lang Sa, and said, “I forgot, you can’t see colors. Let me tell you. The base color of this cloth is red, bright red, like the color of my cloak. In Anyu, we use this bright red to decorate during festivals or celebrations; we think it’s festive.”

 

Lang Sa nodded, “I see, then it should be red.”

 

Xie Zhiqing continued, “The patterns are gold—originally, gold is only for the emperor and empress, but I think, since we’re on the grasslands, they wouldn’t mind… so let’s use it, haha!”

 

Lang Sa said, “We don’t have those rules on the grasslands, and we can’t tell the difference. Use it if you like.”

 

He touched Xie Zhiqing’s face and kissed his forehead, saying, “What matters is that you like it.”

 

Xie Zhiqing happily put away the cloth.

 

Then they went out for a walk.

 

Since being scolded by Physician Sun, taking Xie Zhiqing for a walk had become one of Lang Sa’s most important tasks.

 

Now that the weather was warmer and it was no longer snowing, Lang Sa was less worried about Xie Zhiqing falling and felt more relaxed.

 

On the walk, Xie Zhiqing found an opportunity to mention Lang Xiaoxiao.

 

“She said she was delayed waiting for this cloth,” Xie Zhiqing said, “Otherwise, she would have returned earlier.”

 

Lang Sa didn’t respond to these topics. He nodded to show he had heard, but offered no other feedback.

 

Xie Zhiqing sighed, “Alright, I won’t interfere in your matters.”

 

Lang Sa finally laughed, his stern face softening. He looked at Xie Zhiqing and said, “Xiao Qing, you have a soft heart and can’t stand these things, I know. But Lang Xiaoxiao—that stubborn girl—”

 

Lang Sa thought for a moment, unsure how to describe her, and just said, “She learns by making mistakes. She needs to experience hardship to understand.”

 

He pulled Xie Zhiqing close and continued, “But don’t worry about it; she’s tough. She won’t let these things bother her. She’ll be fine in a few days.”

 

Xie Zhiqing nodded, half-believing.

 

“What else did she say?” Lang Sa asked.

 

Xie Zhiqing: “Actually, it’s nothing much. But… Lang Sa, I think she really did mature a lot on this trip.”

 

“She’s long overdue for that,” Lang Sa said without any hint of praise. “I hope this time it’s real growth.”

 

Xie Zhiqing responded with an affirmative sound.

 

The two walked hand in hand along the road, moving slowly.

 

Lang Sa’s hand was warm, his large palm holding Xie Zhiqing’s securely as they walked step by step.

 

Xie Zhiqing walked slowly, always half a step behind him.

 

He glanced at the man beside him in the faint moonlight.

 

It had been more than half a year since they arrived at the grasslands. So much had happened in that time.

 

However…

 

Xie Zhiqing looked at Lang Sa again.

 

It seemed the Wolf King had changed a bit too.

 

He still remembered clearly the day of their wedding, peeking out from the bridal sedan to see the Wolf King holding a freshly severed head.

 

At that time, he never imagined Lang Sa had such a gentle side.

 

“Why are you sneaking looks at me?” Lang Sa suddenly asked.

 

Xie Zhiqing was startled, pouted, and said, “I wasn’t sneaking a look at you.”

 

… The Wolf King’s eyesight and hearing were too good, making it impossible to hide anything.

 

Xie Zhiqing honestly and cheekily said, “Really, I wasn’t sneaking a look.”

 

“Alright then.” Lang Sa turned his head, pinched his nose.

 

His tone was threatening, but his expression was very gentle. He even smiled at Xie Zhiqing, his eyes full of warmth.

 

Xie Zhiqing suddenly thought of what he had said to Lang Xiaoxiao earlier.

 

There were some things that, given his personality, he would probably never be able to say.

 

Saying he was willing to stay on the grasslands was already the most he could express.

 

“Tired from walking?” Lang Sa asked, seeing he was always falling behind, “Shall we go back?”

 

He looked at Xie Zhiqing with obvious concern, “Is it because of Lang Xiaoxiao earlier? Next time, just ignore her—”

 

“No, you’re talking nonsense again,” Xie Zhiqing poked Lang Sa’s arm. “I was happy that Xiaoxiao came back to talk to me. We were just talking about…”

 

Xie Zhiqing bit his lip, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Lang Sa’s ear, “I told her… I won’t leave you. We’ll be together forever.”

 

Lang Sa’s expression turned serious immediately. He looked at Xie Zhiqing, his face showing undisguised shock and amazement. The Wolf King even seemed a bit uncomfortable, stuttering, “Why, why say that all of a sudden…”

 

Xie Zhiqing smiled shyly, his dimples faintly visible, and his words came out hesitantly, “No reason… just brought it up.”

 

He lifted his eyes, quickly glanced at Lang Sa, his voice low like a mosquito’s buzz, but his eyes still bright and clear.

 

He said, “I just thought… since I told Xiaoxiao, but not you, it seemed a bit strange.”

 

Xie Zhiqing scratched his face, smiling at Lang Sa.

 

Saying these few words had exhausted the little prince’s courage. He quickly pulled Lang Sa along, trying to think of a new topic to shift away from the awkward atmosphere.

 

Lang Sa was still stunned. The tall, handsome man was dazed, even stumbling a bit as Xie Zhiqing pulled him.

 

Since that day’s heartfelt confession, Xie Zhiqing’s sincerity was clear, leaving Lang Sa with no worries. Yet, hearing such affectionate words still caused a storm in Lang Sa’s heart.

 

He pressed his chest, steadying his steps to catch up with Xie Zhiqing, wrapping him in his arms from behind, his voice filled with urgency and uncontainable satisfaction.

 

He said anxiously, “We won’t be apart. We’ll be together forever!”

 

Xie Zhiqing laughed, covering Lang Sa’s mouth, only to have Lang Sa grab his chin and kiss him repeatedly.

 

The snow on the grasslands was slowly melting, and the days were getting longer. A breeze lifted the hem of Xie Zhiqing’s clothes, the soft sleeves crumpled in Lang Sa’s grasp.

 

However, just as Xie Zhiqing thought the kiss would deepen, Lang Sa stopped.

 

The little prince didn’t reject Lang Sa’s kiss, but that didn’t mean he could comfortably accept such intimate actions outdoors.

 

Xie Zhiqing thought Lang Sa had “come to his senses” and was finally willing to let him go, so he rested in his arms for a while, completely missing Lang Sa’s odd expression.

 

Lang Sa looked down at Xie Zhiqing’s… lower abdomen, his expression puzzled and shocked.

 

The Wolf King’s unusual behavior continued throughout the night.

 

After they returned home, Lang Sa kept fidgeting, scratching his face, then his head, pacing around the room, then stepping outside for a bit.

 

The entire wolf was visibly anxious.

 

Even Xie Zhiqing, slow as he was, noticed something was wrong and asked, “Lang Sa, what’s wrong with you?”

 

Lang Sa stopped all his actions and looked at Xie Zhiqing, awkwardly saying, “Xiao Qing, you seem…”

 

Xie Zhiqing: “?”

 

“…” Lang Sa swallowed hard, his gaze falling on Xie Zhiqing’s stomach. He cautiously asked, “Did you gain weight, or…?”

 

Xie Zhiqing: “???”