Chapter 180: Second World: The Prince Who Can't Keep It In His Pants

While Hei Bao was trying to figure out his feelings, Wen Qinxi was washing his face after a good cry. If he had known this mission would mess with his feelings he wouldn't have agreed to get involved but it was too late to regret. He was in love and there was no pill one could take to make it all disappear and so had to helplessly endure when someday Qie Ranzhe couldn't say those words to him again.

He was busy patting his face dry with a hot towel when Qie Ranzhe suddenly entered the bathroom door his breathing heavy and face flushed as though he had been running. Startled Wen Qinxi wanted to ask what the hell was going on but he didn't even have a chance to when Qie Ranzhe drew him into his arms and the Marshal sealed his lips with his engaging him in a heartwarming tender kiss. The heat from Qie Ranzhe's warm lips transfered to his slightly cool lips spreading all over his body making him recklessly fall deeper into this love trap. This kiss expressed exactly how Qie Ranzhe felt towards him a natural connection that had his soul recognizing a feeling of home in the other. Through that one kiss he could feel Qie Ranzhe's tender, passionate affection towards him making him emotional.

Qie Ranzhe felt a warm tear graze his skin causing heart to twist in pain as he lifted Zhao Xieshu onto the bathroom counter. Like a glove he fit perfectly in between Zhao Xieshu's parted legs and proceeded to kiss his tears away. "Come on baby, please don't cry," he whispered while holding Zhao Xieshu's chin up kissing his cheeks dry.

"It's just some fuckin hormones. Nothing to worry about," said Wen Qinxi stubbornly trying to suck back his tears but Qie Ranzhe could see through his act. It wasn't the hormones but what he said to him before that made him cry which made the Marshal rush over leaving Machu to do all the work so he could comfort his love.

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In the blink of eye it was already nightfall as the saying goes time flies when life is good. The entire palace was decorated in the finest material and brightest lights the empire could offer with plenty of prestigious guests walking down the gamorous red carpet. This wedding attracted the attention of both empires some happy with the cooperation between the two empires and others waiting for shit to go down. The live broadcast on Valim Network almost crashed three times unable to handle the views especially when Nibiru's crown prince, Lin Yao a tall blue eyed handsome man made his appearance. He was a foreign sight to the citizens of Valim thus the excitement. This sparked a debate over who was more handsome, the Marshal or Prince Yao not only on Valim Network but offline among Xianxi team members who where in the dark running surveillance on their targets.

"You must be fuckin blind, that ass of a man ain't got nothing on our Marshal," said Hauidan speaking through his earpiece while looking through his sniper scope.

"That asshole doesn't know how to keep it in his pants. Do you know how many betas, omegas even fuckin alphas he slept with

His actually never permanently marked anyone and has been living behind a string of broken hearts," said Xiao Hua who was east of Hauidan snacking on some peanuts while looking through his binoculars.

"But you have to admit his super handsome," said Teng tossing pebbles at her brother who was incredibly annoyed.

"Ow....Te would you fuckin stop," said Tong in a whisper with his rifle aimed at one of Prince Yao's man hiding in the shadows, "I won't be surprised if his flirting at his own wedding."

Tong was actually right, Prince Yao was sending flirtatious looks towards some young guests while standing in front waiting for his bride. His father, Empire Lin shot him piercing looks but the prince didn't get the hint acting coquettish with anything pretty. His flirtatious gaze was all over the place that is until Prince Xieshu snuck into the hall through the side door. Why was his sneaking in? It was because someone couldn't ultimately keep his hands to himself causing the both of them to be late.

Wen Qinxi under Emperor Zhao's disdainful look settled near Prince Lazhie completely unaware of Prince Yao's ambiguous gaze fixated on him. "Is that Prince Xieshu?" asked Prince Yao whispering the question to his servant standing next to him.

"Yes Your Highness but I suggest you tone it down this is indeed still your wedding day," said the servant who had been serving the crown prince since the day he was born.

"Why aren't I marrying him?" asked Prince Yao with an impish grin his eyes still staring at Zhao Xieshu.

"Princess Huangzhi is an unparalleled beauty more gorgeous than Prince Xieshu besides his already betrothal to Marshal Qie," said the servant moving a few inches to block the Prince's view.

"Interesting. That actually won't be a problem. After I sink my claws in Valim I will naturally get rid of the competition," he said finally taking his eyes off Zhao Xieshu who seemed distracted bullying Prince Lazhie so much so that he didn't notice his gaze.

Just when the bride's procession began, Prince Yao felt a searing hot gaze boring through his skin causing goosebumps all over his body. Curious to know who had the audacity to look at him that way, he looked around only to see the Marshal staring at his person with menacing dark eyes giving off a kill intent that could be felt from afar. A normal person would shrink back treasuring their life but Prince Yao wasn't a normal person. He was coverting someone who didn't belong to him and the more he couldn't have him the more intrigued he was.

In response, he smirked before he transfixed his eyes on his bride who was as beautiful as his servant described but was in no way matched to Zhao Xieshu.