Becoming Puppet Emperor of a Paranoid Eunuch - Chapter 158
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The council head had only been at the federal building for two hours before he leisurely returned. The omega hid in the Alpha’s embrace, whimpering for half an hour until his fearful emotions were somewhat soothed.
“It’s okay. How about we go take a shower? No more crying, alright?” Ning Qinghong gently coaxed him, carrying the drenched boy into the bathroom and changing him into a fresh, dry outfit.
Wu Jing sniffled, reporting, “Someone, someone was tugging at my ears, and my tail.” His eyes were red from crying. “But I couldn’t see anyone; there’s no one around, just me, just me…”
Even while washing up, he didn’t dare to let go of the Alpha, trembling in fear despite being disoriented.
He felt both terrified and panicked.
Ning Qinghong avoided answering, gently soothing him, “Don’t worry, brother is here. No one will bother Wuwu anymore, okay?” From his calm voice and tone, one wouldn’t sense that he was the culprit behind the fear.
He carried Wu Jing downstairs for a meal and then back to bed. After finally lulling him to sleep, he began to tidy up the mess of clothes piled on the bed.
The sweet scent of berry jam from the omega was starting to fade, and after enduring seven days of heat, the boy was exhausted, quickly drifting into a deep sleep. It was likely that by the time he woke up, the heat would have passed.
Ning Qinghong leisurely handled his official duties. Once he finished, he released the little rabbit that had been ensnared by his spiritual threads.
The trembling little rabbit, upon seeing its master, quietly settled beside him, eager to burrow in. However, a white python formed from spiritual threads suddenly blocked its path.
The transparent spiritual rabbit froze in fright, darting around in panic, only to realize that it was surrounded by spiritual manifestations of its natural enemies.
Whether it was hawks, snakes, or foxes… the little rabbit could only huddle in fear.
Ning Qinghong chuckled softly, retracting the spiritual threads and allowing the little rabbit to return. Meanwhile, as the omega slept, he connected his dense spiritual threads to the dreaming boy’s mind before drawing them back. Feeling a bit weary, he lay down beside him and fell asleep.
When Wu Jing woke up, it was already evening. A bit dazed, his first instinct was to check his belly, his memories still lingering on when he had been pregnant.
Is… is it Mr. Ning’s baby?
In the chaos of his heat, Wu Jing had begged to be marked by the other, crying and saying he wanted to have an Alpha’s baby, and… and there was yesterday in the empty corridor…
His breath suddenly turned hot, and his head began to spin. What baby? How could he possibly have a baby? Why did he say those things?
It was so strange, so embarrassing.
He even used the other’s clothes to build a nest, and… and stuffed…
Wu Jing felt his whole body heating up. Hiding under the covers, he reached out to find the terminal on his bedside, searched for something, and then covered his face with his hands.
Earlier, he had said he wanted to divorce Mr. Ning, that he was only temporarily staying here. Now… what should he do?
He stole a glance at the person next to him, his gaze lingering on the other’s brows and eyes. For a moment, he even held his breath, staring blankly for a while.
Just as he had said before, Mr. Ning was perfect in every way. It seemed… not getting a divorce might be just fine.
Wu Jing watched as the other opened his eyes, and the sweet scent of berry jam erupted again due to his nervousness. He instinctively called out, “… Brother?” then, feeling confused, added, “Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning?”
Ning Qinghong propped himself up and smiled faintly, “Has the heat passed?”
Wu Jing nodded awkwardly, his face flushed, whispering, “Thank you, Mr. Ning… for helping me through the… heat.”
He had been marked thoroughly from top to bottom, obediently thanking the Alpha.
Ning Qinghong’s eyes held a hint of amusement as he softly asked, “Does Wuwu still want a divorce?”
Wu Jing was taken aback, somewhat confused about why Mr. Ning suddenly called him that. Oddly enough, he felt a flicker of anger within, as if he had been inexplicably deceived.
He even thought that Mr. Ning might be the one who had tricked him, but how could such a good person possibly deceive him?
Shaking his head, he reasoned it must be a residual effect of the heat.
Wu Jing spoke softly, “I don’t want to think about it anymore.” His ears were flushed red. “Mr. Ning has already marked me, even if it was a temporary mark… But I just searched, and for future heats, I’ll need to wait for the temporary mark to fade before I can use suppressants.”
“But for us, the heat is… frequent, and I won’t be able to wait for the temporary mark to fade before it returns.”
“And… and I don’t dislike the feeling of being marked by Mr. Ning. It’s… very comfortable, and Mr. Ning is really nice. Rather than… rather than troubling Mr. Ning every time, it would be better…”
His voice grew softer, “That wouldn’t be respectful to Mr. Ning… Does Mr. Ning dislike me?” He knelt up, looking up at the Alpha.
Ning Qinghong chuckled lightly, “I don’t dislike you.”
The sweet scent of berry jam intensified, and Wu Jing felt himself getting dizzy from the heat. He didn’t even notice when his rabbit ears returned, flopping softly by his face, partially obscuring his flushed cheeks. Looking up at Mr. Ning with a serious expression, he spoke softly, “Then, I will try my best to be a good wife to Mr. Ning.”
He grabbed the corner of Mr. Ning’s shirt, sitting up obediently, the sweet berry-scented pheromones mingling with his flushed skin as he cautiously leaned closer to the Alpha.
His tightly closed eyelids trembled lightly as he tentatively kissed Mr. Ning.
After the kiss, he once again thanked him, “Thank you, Mr. Ning.”
Ning Qinghong sighed softly, “Why are you still so….” He trailed off.
Wu Jing didn’t hear him finish, as he was kissed lightly. The Alpha’s pheromones acted like a sedative, making him feel hazy again. As he was kissed, he began to whimper, tears streaming down his face, culminating in a muffled cry trapped in his throat.
Mr. Ning’s palm cradled the back of Wu Jing’s head.
Wu Jing gasped, not understanding why things had suddenly escalated again. The omega’s pheromones erupted, the berry scent becoming thicker as it blended with the Alpha’s.
His mind began to blur again, and he cried continuously, lost in a haze.
During these days of heat, Wu Jing had been very clingy and obedient, never losing control until this time when Ning Qinghong showed no mercy.
The boy trembled all over, tears soaking his face as he cried out, rolling his eyes repeatedly, with no moment of respite. Suddenly, he spasmed, and waves of emotion surged through him.
The omega didn’t understand what was happening, only sobbing and whimpering, as Mr. Ning’s pheromones and spiritual threads intertwined, clouding his mind. He couldn’t even remember where he was or who he was.
He could only cry intermittently, repeatedly calling out “Brother,” begging for release, but still feeling tightly held in Mr. Ning’s embrace.
Ning Qinghong kissed him softly, and after the boy succumbed to the Alpha’s pheromones and fainted, he carried him into the bathroom to clean up.
Even while asleep, Wu Jing continued to whimper softly, and it took a while of soothing before he finally quieted down.
While they were washing up, the mess in the master bedroom was cleaned by the machines. By now, it was already early morning, and after a long night, Ning Qinghong held Wu Jing and fell asleep.
The next day, he woke up to Wu Jing’s hands exploring him.
Wu Jing was kneeling on top of him, looking quite angry. He would momentarily inspect Mr. Ning’s hands and then lean down to search through his dark hair, continuing to poke and prod when he saw Mr. Ning open his eyes.
He pursed his lips, somewhat irritated, and demanded, “Quick, tell me, what is your spiritual entity?”
“I’m sure what happened yesterday at home had something to do with you. It couldn’t have just happened out of nowhere.”
“You’re lying to me again, stinky brother.”
Ning Qinghong chuckled, “Wasn’t it Wu Jing who first said he wanted a divorce?”
Wu Jing blinked, feeling a bit guilty, and turned his face away. “But then I said I didn’t want a divorce anymore… Even if I did say it, you can’t just act like this.”
Ning Qinghong sat up, holding him, and replied with a gentle smile, “Wu Jing makes a fair point.”
Wu Jing turned back to face him as he was lifted off the bed and carried into the bathroom, where he was placed on the sink. He looked up curiously, “So what was yesterday really about?”
Ning Qinghong’s fingers manifested wisps of spiritual threads, effortlessly pulling Wu Jing’s spiritual entity from the top of his head and into his palm, playing with it as he softly asked, “Did Wu Jing feel good yesterday?”
Wu Jing watched as Ning touched the little rabbit’s ears with the spiritual threads. Suddenly sensitive, he covered his head with his hands but found nothing there, gradually realizing everything.
How could this happen?
This was really too much.
Ning Qinghong then formed a long, slender white snake, curling it around the trembling little rabbit in his palm. Wu Jing’s natural instincts made him feel scared, but his dependence on Ning far outweighed that fear, his subconscious telling him it was safe.
So, unlike last time, he didn’t react with as much fear; instead, he boldly reached out to touch the snake’s head, but his fingers passed right through it. Understanding dawned on him as he muttered, “You’re just trying to scare me with the snake.”
Wu Jing quietly asked, “Can your spiritual entity touch others’ spiritual entities, like threads, and transform into other animals?”
If that were the case, it would be almost like not having a spiritual entity at all.
Such a strange ability.
Ning Qinghong acknowledged this with a light hum. He leaned down and kissed Wu Jing, asking, “Is Wu Jing not mad anymore?”
Wu Jing huffed and puffed, taking a while to relent. He wrapped his arms around Ning’s neck, nuzzling close. “Can you come home with me? My parents are really worried.”
Ning Qinghong’s voice was soft, “Okay.”
Wu Jing’s eyes curved with happiness. “This time, I can introduce you to my parents properly.”
Ning Qinghong smiled, “I’ll follow Wu Jing’s lead.”
Wu Jing couldn’t help but stare, lifting his face to kiss Ning’s thin lips. “Did you really miss me?”
Ning Qinghong leaned down, kissing him again, and after a moment, he half-smiled and admitted, “Yes.”
“I really missed you.”
“Very much.”
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nika10393
Thanks for the translation, I really liked this novel, and I couldn’t resist buying up all the chapters, I really hope that the author will write more side stories, these characters I loved very much, and their relationship is so ambiguous