Everyone left the room consciously, closing the massive doors behind them.
Chu Wenyu absentmindedly tapped his fingers, seemingly confused about how to handle this foreign prince.
Most people would easily appreciate beauty, but Chu Wenyu wasn’t like most; he saw this as a new source of entertainment.
The prince stood there alone, his gem-like azure eyes fixed on Chu Wenyu. He appeared handsome and fragile, an Alpha, and quite young. Now, in Chu Wenyu’s territory, he had no choice but to rely on him for survival.
There was no sense of spiritual power coming from Jiang Ling, and Chu Wenyu recalled the rumors about him being a useless prince. Undoubtedly, this Alpha had been discarded by his own country.
Chu Wenyu tried to discern any hint of discontent or anger on Jiang Ling’s face, but it was impossible to tell. He didn’t believe that Jiang Ling was completely devoid of any resentment, whether it was towards him, King Charles, or his own gifted younger brother.
Jiang Ling understood that there was no need for Chu Wenyu to show him respect. He even expected that the other party might speak bluntly about his situation.
However, the man in the wheelchair showed no intention of discussing anything with him. He simply rubbed his temples wearily and, with a half-smile, asked, “I’m a bit tired. Could you help me?” He gestured to a nearby couch.
Jiang Ling’s gaze instinctively drifted to Chu Wenyu’s empty trousers, momentarily disregarding the man’s villain status. He looked somewhat pitiful. Chu Wenyu was slender, and his aggressive demeanor easily overshadowed his physical appearance.
The monarch seemed to have congenital muscle atrophy in his legs, which likely led to a troubled childhood, possibly shaping his current character.
He took a couple of steps forward, and whether it was his survival instinct as a cannon fodder or his role as a doctor, he couldn’t just ignore it.
Without much thought, Jiang Ling reached out from behind Chu Wenyu’s back and the wheelchair’s gap, ensuring he didn’t touch the man’s atrophied legs. He carefully lifted the monarch in a princess carry.
The man was incredibly light, and his legs were also slender under the fabric. Although Jiang Ling hadn’t carried girls before, he imagined this person couldn’t be much heavier than one.
With the ruthless tyrant in his arms, Jiang Ling, for a moment, saw him as just a regular person in need of help, perhaps even more vulnerable.
Feeling the stiffness in Chu Wenyu’s posture, Jiang Ling lowered his gaze to those tightly pressed red lips. Only then did he realize the inappropriateness of his actions. At first, he thought that being two men in the modern world, this should be fine. But in this world, they were both Alphas, which made it a different issue.
However, there wasn’t much room to retreat. Jiang Ling had no choice but to take a few steps and gently place him on the couch. He quickly withdrew his hand, hoping to make amends.
“Your Majesty, I apologize for my impulsive actions,” he added after a moment, feeling somewhat remorseful. The villain probably doesn’t like being touched, and he wondered if he had unintentionally touched a nerve.
The broken teacups on the floor added to the already tense atmosphere in the hall.
Chu Wenyu still had a refreshing hint of mint on his nose, a cooling sensation that seemed to calm his agitated mood. He hadn’t fully regained his composure yet, but his frown deepened with disgust.
Originally, he had only wanted to test him by showing his vulnerability to this person, to see if Jiang Ling would seize the opportunity to attack him. A hostage sent over here because of him would undoubtedly hold a grudge. He just hadn’t anticipated this outcome, as if the other person was physically demonstrating that he was not some fragile Alpha.
He glanced blankly at the young man standing beside him. His grip on the soft cloth tightened, and Chu Wenyu struggled to control his own spiritual power from lashing out at Jiang Ling.
But, perhaps due to the pheromones Jiang Ling emitted, Chu Wenyu ended up just glaring at him with a dark expression for a moment. The warmth from their previous contact still vivid in his mind.
With no more interest in probing this enemy prince, Chu Wenyu summoned the steward and attendants from outside, changing his initial plans. He didn’t intend to let this prince off easily.
The steward who came in felt a bit uneasy at their monarch’s expression. He knew that after each fit of uncontrolled spiritual energy, the monarch would easily become fatigued and irritable. He was about to follow Chu Wenyu’s original order to place Jiang Ling somewhere casual and have someone watch over him all the time.
Unexpectedly, the monarch sneered and changed his mind, “The side hall is still empty. Is Prince Jiang Ling willing to make do?”
The steward quickly shut his mouth, as if he had become accustomed to their monarch’s attitude.
He recalled the long gaze that their king had fixed on this prince just now and felt some doubts. If this prince was an Omega, that would be normal, but this prince was undoubtedly an Alpha, even if he appeared gentle.
He suddenly thought of other possibilities, furrowing his brows for a moment with concern. He had followed their monarch for so many years and had never seen him care about any Omega. Could it be… that?
Absolutely not!
Their monarch must have some other arrangement; it was definitely a misunderstanding on his part.
Jiang Ling’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He couldn’t remember this scene from the original book’s plot. He should have thought twice before acting earlier. However, the fact that Chu Wenyu didn’t explode on the spot was already better than he had expected.
The side hall was right next to Chu Wenyu’s palace, which meant he had to be even more cautious in the future. The villain put him by his side just to make it easier to punish him.
“Of course, I’m willing,” Jiang Ling politely replied, acting as if the previous incident hadn’t occurred.
“In that case, Maige, you will serve Prince Jiang Ling in the side hall,” Chu Wenyu said casually, looking at the maid who stood nearby, as if he were speaking without much thought. His dark eyes were inscrutable, leaving others wondering what he was thinking.
The named maid shivered for a moment, revealing a fleeting look of surprise before obediently nodding in agreement.
Her appearance was outstanding among the maids, ethereal and refined, and she was also an Omega. In most cases, a master’s actions like this would indicate that he was sending her away.
The steward, who had been anxious just moments ago, finally let out a faint smile. He was relieved that their monarch wasn’t that kind of person after all.
Jiang Ling didn’t understand the purpose of this, but he knew that Chu Wenyu probably wouldn’t want to see him for the time being. So, led by the steward, he swiftly took his leave, not witnessing Chu Wenyu’s mysterious gaze.
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