After The Soft And Cute Beauty Marries The Wolf King - Chapter 58

The Wolf King was fixated on the little ears, spending the entire afternoon grumbling about Xie Zhiqing.

 

He bit Xie Zhiqing’s earlobe, playing innocent and aggrieved while clearly misbehaving. He whispered in Xie Zhiqing’s ear, “I have ears too. Why doesn’t Xiao Qing’er like them? Is it because the ears of my husband aren’t soft enough?”

 

Xie Zhiqing nestled in his neck, softly crying, too overwhelmed to respond. He could only shake his head, signaling the Wolf King to stop.

 

Lang Sa deliberately misunderstood him.

 

“What does shaking your head mean?” Lang Sa asked, pretending not to understand. “Oh—I get it. Xiao Qing’er doesn’t like soft things, does she?”

 

Lang Sa pinched Xie Zhiqing’s delicate chin with his thumb and forefinger, forcing him to look up at him. He stroked Xie Zhiqing’s swollen lips, his gaze intense, “Do you prefer something harder?”

 

Xie Zhiqing whimpered, snuggling closer into his embrace.

 

Eventually, Xie Zhiqing, exhausted, sank into the hot spring. He was weak and flushed, with a bright red kiss mark on his neck.

 

During his pregnancy, Lang Sa had meticulously renovated this place. A canopy was set up overhead, and decorations were added around, so it was no longer outdoors.

 

With the baby’s modesty taken care of, Xie Zhiqing could finally enjoy the water without reservations.

 

He buried his chin in the water, leaving only his eyes and nose visible, staring at Lang Sa’s back.

 

Lang Sa was so annoying! Xie Zhiqing clenched his fists.

 

At that moment, the Wolf King was squatting with his back to him, organizing their clothes, but he could feel the resentful gaze from behind.

 

After folding their clothes, he turned around and gave Xie Zhiqing an innocent smile.

 

His expression was one of genuine confusion, as if he truly didn’t understand what Xie Zhiqing was upset about.

 

Xie Zhiqing: “…”

 

He submerged back into the water, sheepishly avoiding Lang Sa’s friendly gaze.

 

Soon after, Lang Sa also jumped into the water, holding Xie Zhiqing’s naked body and kissing his lips.

 

The warm spring water couldn’t match the heat of the kiss. Xie Zhiqing felt his cheeks burning, his whole body heated.

 

With his arms wrapped around Lang Sa’s neck, the thin water droplets on his arms glistened, clear and cool.

 

Lang Sa’s white arms tightened around him, and Xie Zhiqing held on tightly, tilting his head to receive the Wolf King’s kisses.

 

He gripped Lang Sa’s shoulders, his fingertips trembling, even his hand back marked with dark kiss marks.

 

The water surface was covered in mist, with ripples spreading out, taking a long time to calm down.

 

The weather had warmed up a bit, and wearing light clothing didn’t feel cold at all. The two, dressed in loose underclothes, sat by the hot spring, continuing their conversation.

 

Lang Sa rested his head on Xie Zhiqing’s lap, holding his fingers, with his ear pressed against his stomach.

 

Xie Zhiqing felt embarrassed, poking his face with his fingertips, “The baby has already been born. What are you still listening for…”

 

Lang Sa, eyes closed, said, “Just checking if there’s another baby hidden in there.”

 

Xie Zhiqing quickly covered his mouth, annoyed, “Lang Sa! Don’t say such things!”

 

Lang Sa’s laughter was muffled by his hand.

 

After laughing, he pulled Xie Zhiqing’s hand away and whispered, “I was just teasing you. It’s been so hard to have one baby, how could I possibly make you have a second one?”

 

He kissed Xie Zhiqing’s delicate fingers, occasionally nibbling at them. His gaze was warm, filled with tender affection and a touch of visible pain.

 

Xie Zhiqing smiled slightly, not answering.

 

His long hair, still a bit damp, was loosely spread over his chest, and Lang Sa played with it.

 

The black strands wrapped around the Wolf King’s fingers before spreading out, the tips damp and cool against his fingers, quite pleasant.

 

Lang Sa looked up at Xie Zhiqing—

 

The little prince looked so graceful, even just in underclothes and sitting on the ground, his inherent elegance and beauty were undeniable.

 

Xie Zhiqing looked down at Lang Sa, his eyebrows and eyes gentle. But when his gaze shifted, it became so captivating.

 

Lang Sa felt his heart flutter. He supported himself on the ground, cupped Xie Zhiqing’s face, and gazed deeply at him.

 

It was a face he could never tire of looking at.

 

Lang Sa’s intense gaze made Xie Zhiqing turn his face away, pushing him gently, “What are you staring at…”

 

Lang Sa: “Looking at how my queen is so beautiful.”

 

Xie Zhiqing bit his lip, smiling shyly.

 

Lang Sa used both hands to caress Xie Zhiqing’s face, tracing his brows, eyes, and mouth with his fingers.

 

He thought while looking, how could someone be so pleasing in every way.

 

Xie Zhiqing felt ticklish from his touch and couldn’t help but laugh, trying to dodge.

 

However, the little prince was always honest and obedient with kisses and caresses. Soon, he tilted his face again, rubbing it against Lang Sa’s palm in a very dependent gesture.

 

They stayed like that, occasionally exchanging words, and whenever the mood grew intense, there would inevitably be a passionate kiss.

 

Perhaps the atmosphere was too tender, Lang Sa’s heart softened, and without realizing it, he let slip a few words.

 

“Xiao Qing’er, you…”

 

Xie Zhiqing opened his eyes to look at him, his eyes full of water.

 

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

 

“…” Lang Sa smiled, covering his face with his hand, “It’s nothing.”

 

He quickly grabbed Xie Zhiqing’s outer clothing and put it on him, saying, “Dress warmly. Even though it’s spring, you need to keep warm.”

 

Xie Zhiqing obediently put on his clothes and asked, “What were you going to say just now?”

 

Lang Sa stubbornly insisted, “Nothing.”

 

“Oh, you’re so annoying.” Xie Zhiqing poked his shoulder with his index finger, “Why do you always leave people hanging!”

 

Lang Sa protested, “I don’t always leave you hanging!”

 

“Yes, you do!” Xie Zhiqing seriously recounted, “When I first came here, you went to catch Fu Fu and only told me you had a surprise. You wouldn’t tell me what it was and made me wait until bedtime, making me anticipate all night!”

 

“…” Lang Sa had to admit there was some truth to that, unable to refute.

 

Xie Zhiqing continued persistently, “And! Even this hot spring, at first, you wouldn’t tell me directly. I had to ask before you told me!”

 

“I told you quickly!” Lang Sa explained awkwardly, “That doesn’t count!”

 

Xie Zhiqing said, “It does count. You always do this, leaving people in suspense.”

 

“…” Lang Sa raised both hands in surrender, smiling helplessly, “I’m not leaving you in suspense!”

 

He got up from Xie Zhiqing’s lap, held him close, and pinched his chin, shaking it from side to side, saying, “It’s not anything serious. I just happened to think of it and mentioned it casually, but then I thought…”

 

Lang Sa shook his head, his smile a bit awkward, “Even now, I still sometimes worry that this is just a dream.”

 

He hugged Xie Zhiqing, speaking softly, “How to describe this feeling? Everything I’ve wanted is right in front of me, within reach. After waiting so long, when it’s really in front of me, I feel anxious.”

 

He caressed Xie Zhiqing’s chin, his dark eyes full of Xie Zhiqing’s beautiful features, “I cherish you so much, Xiao Qing’er.”

 

The sudden confession made Xie Zhiqing blush.

 

He grasped Lang Sa’s fingers, his eyelashes trembling.

 

“Why… suddenly say this,” Xie Zhiqing said softly.

 

Lang Sa hugged him tighter, his chin resting on Xie Zhiqing’s forehead, his right hand pressing firmly on his back, holding him close.

 

“Everything now is so perfect… more perfect than I ever dared to dream,” Lang Sa paused before continuing, “So I didn’t want to mention it earlier. It’s my fault.”

 

Xie Zhiqing squinted and smiled.

 

He sat up from Lang Sa’s embrace, wrapped his arms around the Wolf King’s neck, and tried to put on a serious expression, saying, “Your Highness, do you know what ‘my fault’ means?”

 

He turned his eyes mischievously, “Which ‘fault’ is it?”

 

Lang Sa, expressionless, pinched his mouth, preventing him from continuing to tease.

 

Xie Zhiqing protested, shaking his head, his thick hair sliding off his shoulder, making his bare shoulder look even whiter.

 

Lang Sa stared at that spot for a moment before leaning in to bite his shoulder.

 

Xie Zhiqing gasped but quickly relaxed, obediently letting Lang Sa pin him to the ground.

 

He lay on Lang Sa’s cloak, surrounded by his scent.

 

Lang Sa nuzzled him with his nose and planted a kiss on his lips.

 

Xie Zhiqing laughed, ticklish. He cupped Lang Sa’s face and boldly kissed him back.

 

Lang Sa’s face was as handsome as ever. Xie Zhiqing blinked, leaning close to Lang Sa’s ear, whispering, “Lang Sa, you… you are the most handsome man I have ever seen.”

 

Lang Sa supported himself on his arms beside the little prince, struggling to keep his smile in check, replying softly, “Hmm.”

 

His effort to suppress his joy while his face betrayed it amused Xie Zhiqing, who laughed aloud and added, “Your Highness, Xiao Qing’er treasures you very much too!”

 

He then added, “The baby will treasure you too!”

 

Lang Sa grunted, continuing to tease him, “Ah! What did I say? Xiao Qing’er only thinks about the baby now.”

 

Xie Zhiqing covered his mouth and laughed.

 

Lang Sa pretended to be angry and tickled him. Xie Zhiqing dodged left and right but was still pulled back into Lang Sa’s arms, exchanging a sweet kiss on the back of his head.

 

After this kiss, Lang Sa kissed the little prince’s reddened eyelids. He rubbed his thumb over Xie Zhiqing’s rosy lips, whispering, “Xiao Qing’er, do you remember what happened so long ago?”

 

Xie Zhiqing opened his eyes, looking puzzled.

 

His lips were rosy, his eyes moist, and his brows and eyes were full of desire, but his gaze remained clear and honest, as always when expressing affection.

 

The little prince, shy by nature, was always reluctant to speak of his feelings directly but never hesitated to show them. When he kissed back, he was both inexperienced and bold, hugging tightly when close, and carefully storing every moment between them in his heart.

 

“Xiao Qing’er……”

 

Lang San called his name softly.

 

Just this was enough to feel content.

 

*

 

The night was already deep.

 

“Your Highness, it’s late; you should rest,” a eunuch attending him said softly.

 

Xie Zhifeng was still sitting in a wheelchair, with a letter spread out in front of him. He had been staring at the letter for a long time, even oblivious to the time. Only when the eunuch mentioned it did he look outside.

 

“It’s so late?” Xie Zhifeng was surprised.

 

He pressed his temples and carefully put away the letter.

 

Just as he had finished washing up and was about to go to bed, he received a message saying that the Sage had arrived.

 

Xie Zhifeng smiled and said, “I know.”

 

When facing his older brother, he was much more at ease than when facing his father. Xie Zhifeng went back to retrieve the letter and waited with a smile for his imperial brother to come to the palace.

 

After the new emperor ascended the throne, there were indeed many important matters to handle, but he shouldn’t be too busy at this hour. It seemed that his imperial brother was also not in the mood to rest tonight. Xie Zhifeng propped up his chin and unfolded the letter to read it again.

 

The letter was naturally sent from the grasslands.

 

The content of the letter was very simple, and it wasn’t written by his younger brother personally but by the wolf king on his behalf.

 

[It’s a girl, named Xie Lingyue. This is written by this king.]

 

These simple words made the Emperor of Anyu Kingdom and the young prince worry the whole day.

 

The new emperor took the thin sheet of paper again and read the large characters once more, even though he had memorized the contents of the letter.

 

He waved away the attendants beside him, sat down beside Xie Zhifeng, and sighed deeply.

 

Xie Zhifeng looked at him with a smile and said, “Imperial brother, your mood must be quite complicated, right?”

 

The new emperor turned to look at him, and then, without caring about his image at all, he rubbed his face vigorously and said with frustration, “Extremely complicated!”

 

Xie Zhifeng: “…”

 

He silently pushed his wheelchair away from his brother.

 

It was rare to see his brother lose his composure like this.

 

The more Xie Zhifeng watched, the funnier he found it, but he could only hold back his laughter when his brother gave him a glare.

 

Xie Zhiming, who was over ten years older than the twins and had watched them grow up, was more like a father than a brother.

 

Now that his younger brother… had a baby, Xie Zhiming truly felt a mix of emotions.

 

He looked at Xie Zhifeng and asked, “Aren’t you feeling complicated?”

 

Xie Zhifeng thought for a moment and said, “I do feel complicated, but… it’s probably different from your ‘complicated’.”

 

Xie Zhifeng looked up at the ceiling, thought for a long time, and then shook his head with a smile, “I… feel like I’m dreaming.”

 

He looked at his older brother, and his smile faded slightly, replaced by a hint of helplessness, and continued, “I know that both I and Qing’er… to be honest, I never hoped for our own flesh and blood over the years. In this regard, I believe Qing’er feels the same.”

 

At this point, Xie Zhifeng’s eyes suddenly brightened again, “Qing’er is lucky, isn’t he? Just thinking about how happy he is now makes me very glad! He has someone who truly cares for him, and they support each other… There’s nothing better than this.”

 

“Yes, there’s nothing better than this…” Xie Zhiming murmured, “I just wonder if Qing’er has suffered too much.”

 

Xie Zhifeng tugged at his sleeve, his tone becoming a bit anxious, “Imperial brother, when will we visit him again?”