Chapter 38 Photo: "Why can't I sit on someone else's lap?"
There was indeed no one inside. As soon as Shi Wei entered, she saw His Majesty sitting there deep in thought.
She walked over, but before she even got close, he pulled her into his arms and she sat directly on his lap.
The position was too suggestive, and she struggled slightly, only to be hit on the buttocks.
? ? ?
Shi Wei simply pressed her entire weight down on it, and said irritably, "What are you doing!"
Don't assume she's the kind of person who's promiscuous!
Is it okay to sit on a man's lap anywhere?
She is a reserved, elegant, and polite girl.
The man glanced at her, but surprisingly didn't smile; he looked inscrutable.
Shi Wei placed her hand on his chest and unconsciously squeezed it, wondering to herself: What's wrong with him? He called her over, but he didn't say a word. What's with this cool guy act?
King Sklag II took her hand and felt that she had changed a lot since this trip—she used to be respectful and distant towards him, but now she was close to him and unrestrained.
That was certainly what he wanted, but... he glanced at the floating screen, and his expression darkened again.
Shi Wei noticed that he was staring at the screen without moving when she came in.
If you see anything interesting, show it to her too!
She turned her head and saw something, and then she completely froze.
Her awkward and stiff posture successfully drew His Majesty's gaze to her face.
That gaze seemed to scan her heart with a tangible presence.
Shi Wei tried to escape from his embrace, but he grabbed her waist, picked her up, pressed her back against his chest, and made her look directly at the screen.
Shi Wei quickly looked away and tried to move to the side, but to no avail.
"What, you can sit on other people's laps but not mine?" His Majesty's voice was almost close to her ear, and the gritted teeth in his tone were not hard to hear.
Shi Wei pretended to be dead, as if she had been struck by lightning. Wait, where did this photo come from?!
King Sklag II pinched her cheek and asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"
He swiped his other hand twice, and a series of animated photos appeared before them—all of them showing her sitting on the lap of a muscular, shirtless orc.
The location should be the Beast King City Palace. The old Beast King was still alive then. She attended the banquet as Shen An's partner, but Bai Jiao made her drink a few cups of wine. She became drunk and acted crazy, groping Shen An.
Ugh! Where did this photo come from?!
Her cheek was pinched again as the man urged her to answer:
Does silence equate to consent?
Shi Wei covered her face, not daring to look him in the eye: "Would you believe me if I said I was forced?"
Even she found the reason incredibly far-fetched, but she couldn't think of an excuse for the time being.
"Do you think I believe you?" The man chuckled and another photo slid out. In the picture, she grinned and excitedly reached out her claws to pinch and squeeze the man's animal ears.
Shi Wei just wanted to beat up the person in the photo. She was so busy touching the other person's ear that she didn't even realize she'd been photographed, you idiot!
"Actually, I was drunk at the time..." Her voice was very weak, and she didn't dare to resist when His Majesty pinched her buttocks hard.
As if she had been grabbed by the tail, she tried to flail her arms and explain, but the man just watched her quietly—keep making things up.
The dynamic photos played automatically, showing not only her touching her ears, but also touching her chest muscles, abs... and even a scene of Shen An kissing her.
She gasped. "Damn it, which bastard filmed this? Could it be that crazy Bai Xiao?"
"I'm out here worrying, while you're having fun." His Majesty's tone was cold, and his words sent chills down Shi Wei's spine.
What was even more unsettling was his hands, which were pinching and kneading her body. If it had been a few days ago, Shi Wei would have slapped him away long ago, but now she could only pretend to be dead.
Slightly rough fingertips with calluses lingered on her body, sending jolts of electricity through her. Shi Wei felt her neck begin to burn, and her glands throbbed.
King Sklag II lowered his head, sniffed her neck, and asked, "You've become so passionate lately, is it because of him?"
Shi Wei flatly denied the question of death.
She firmly stated that she had no interest in that rude orc; she was just putting on an act, doing it out of necessity, and had absolutely no intention of betraying him.
She swore a bunch of oaths and vows, and the man seemed to believe her, but his hands showed no sign of stopping, slowly kissing her neck—it was like cutting flesh with a dull knife.
He gently sucked on her gland with his lips, her skin trembling, her voice starting to tremble: "You, you...you stop kissing me—"
She's having a hard time taking it; don't upset her like that.
His Majesty's voice was deep and husky, with a hint of coaxing as he murmured, biting the back of her neck, "Can I have a bite, please?"
Shi Wei: ?
She was a little confused, wanting to grab the hand that was making a ruckus on her, but she couldn't resist the desire in her heart.
"How about we just mark it temporarily?" The man's tone softened instantly as he patiently coaxed her, "Just a light bite, it won't hurt much, and you won't feel uncomfortable—"
He had never marked another Omega before, and he had never felt such a strong attraction before. But after being stimulated by her pheromones last time, he went straight into his fertile period, and recently he wanted to have sex with her every time he saw her.
"You're lying...you just want to bite me."
A sliver of her remaining reason made her struggle, but Sklag II continued to kiss her, and her reason quickly vanished again—
"A temporary mark won't do any harm, just a little pheromone will do, and it'll be good for you..."
Using a carrot and stick approach, a combination of coaxing, deception, and seduction, and taking advantage of her slight guilt after being caught cheating outside, His Majesty finally succeeded.
This is truly a groundbreaking development.
The stinging pain in her neck brought Shi Wei to a moment of clarity: Where was she? What was she doing?
However, after the Alpha's pheromones were injected, that familiar yet powerful aura quickly disrupted her reason, and the pheromones were transmitted throughout her body through blood circulation.
Every cell was jubilant, and the physiological impulses that had been suppressed by mental energy for many years surged forth at this moment. The rich aroma of roses mixed with the scent of gin filled the empty room.
The sounds of saliva mingling, water splashing, and the wind blowing outside the window—
...
As the man finished licking her collarbone, Shi Wei pushed him away, covered her face, and ran away.
If she stayed any longer, she really wouldn't be able to resist.
The sight of a man, now freed, sitting there lazily is itself a temptation.
Shi Wei stared blankly at the ring in her hand. It had just been handed to her by His Majesty, who said it was taken from the royal collection. It looked very valuable, but Shi Wei, who didn't know much about antiques, had no idea of its value.
But His Majesty said that this was worn by the Queen Mother Asta!
Asta's style item = extremely, extremely, extremely valuable!
Shi Wei happily accepted it, and then heard His Majesty ask, "Do you like the weather this month? You always seem to hate the heat. If you don't want to get married in the summer, then the wedding preparations will have to be expedited."
The ring on her finger seemed to turn into handcuffs, and she realized that some gifts shouldn't be accepted casually.
So she silently put the ring back into his pocket and tentatively said, "I think such an important matter as marriage should be considered in the long run."
Her expression was very serious: "His Majesty's marriage is a very important matter and cannot be decided lightly. We should hold at least a few meetings and discuss it together before making a decision."
First, a plan is drafted, then a plan is selected, then a draft is written, which is revised more than ten times before the proposal is finalized. Then, the members of parliament take turns meeting, rejecting it several times and revising it dozens of times... If you calculate it this way, it will take at least ten years.
His Majesty looked puzzled: "Why should I consult with other people before getting married?"
Just as Shi Wei was about to rattle off an excuse, she heard him say, "You were the one who proposed first. Since I agreed, there's no reason for me to go back on my word."
Shi Wei was slightly stunned: "I'm proposing?"
No, when did she propose? How come she, the person involved, has no recollection of it?
Did I just lose my mind and say something nonsensical?
King Sklag II looked at her and said slowly, "Before you were chased by the mercenaries that day, didn't you say you didn't want to be just a passerby in my life, but wanted to spend your life with me?"
Shi Wei paused for a moment. She seemed to have said the first half of the sentence, but had she said the second half?
"You want to go back on your word?" His Majesty's voice was calm, but she could hear the threat in it.
"No, no!" Shi Wei's brain was racing. She was just saying it casually, oh no, she couldn't say that out loud. "I think we've only known each other for a year. Isn't it a bit too early to talk about marriage? In the Fran Empire, it's three years of dating, five years of engagement, and eight years of long-distance relationship—"
"Eight years?" His Majesty frowned. He had the patience for a maximum of eight months. He said, "I didn't even spend eight years fighting the war to defend the country."
Shi Wei felt a chill run down her spine, and her buttocks throbbed slightly: "Well, how should I put it... let's get to know each other better..."
Looking at her, King Sklag II suddenly said, "Do you want to play around for a few more years?"
Well, actually, she wants to play around for the rest of her life.
His Majesty glanced at the photos on the screen of her hugging and cuddling with other Alphas, and muttered to himself:
"Indeed, you feel insecure because I'm too old. You're only sixty. When I get old, there will be plenty of young Alphas who like me—oh, I don't lack them now either, even Similan Cyril is younger than you."
Shi Wei gasped, her hair standing on end. This kind of Satanic statement was a trap no matter how she answered.
Despite making countless promises and oaths, and after being pinched and bitten several times, Shi Wei finally escaped from the terrifying conference room.
"Serving a king is like serving a tiger," that saying is absolutely true. She's going to play a few rounds of Leo to relieve her emotions.
The next day, Shi Wei persisted and finally got through to Lu Qi on the phone, accusing him: "Why did you show the photos to His Majesty?!"
It's all that bastard's fault. If it weren't for his ubiquitous agents, would she have been controlled by His Majesty?
"What photo?" Lu Qi asked, puzzled.
Shi Wei was a little confused. Only the Security Bureau could get their hands on such photos, right? Who would dare to hand them to His Majesty without going through Lu Qi?
Lu Qi listened to her evasive description, first mocking her, and then said, "Now that you mention it, I remember. It was a photo of you hugging and kissing a male orc, right? That was extracted from a snake woman's quantum computer."
Shi Wei's face was covered in blood: "Why did you have to show it to His Majesty! You should have at least told me beforehand!"
Lu Qi clicked his tongue, also somewhat puzzled: "I didn't show it to His Majesty. Wasn't it supposed to be destroyed?"
Since he chose to stand on Shi Wei's side, he would naturally help her get rid of these "harmless" photos. In any case, those who knew about it were either dead or imprisoned, and those who were alive dared not go around talking about it.
He then asked, "You said that before His Majesty summoned you yesterday, there was a meeting?"
“Yeah, no wonder Similan looked so gloating,” Shi Wei said angrily.
Lu Qi asked, "Who exactly are they?" It shouldn't be the Second Prince; he doesn't have the authority to obtain such information.
"Both princes are here, along with the Minister of National Defense, the female director of the Ministry of Commerce, Secretary Jiang, Kai..." Shi Wei had a good memory and named them one by one.
Lu Qi chuckled, his tone playful: "That must be Jiang Guyuan."
Shi Wei: "??? Why is he messing with me?"
If it was Similan who did it, it would be somewhat understandable; he's naturally inclined to stir up trouble, so it's not surprising that he would do something like this.
But why did Secretary Jiang do this?
When she arrived, those photos were already on the screen; those high-ranking officials had just left, indicating that they were shown to everyone.
"He could have simply given the photos to Simanan. Given Simanan's personality, he would have definitely shown them to His Majesty. Why did he have to do it so deliberately?" These photos not only slap her in the face, but also His Majesty's.
They could easily have someone else leak the information to His Majesty in private, while they themselves remained perfectly hidden.
Hearing her question, Lu Qi chuckled and said, "You don't understand Prince Similan, nor do you understand Jiang Guyuan—the Second Prince won't show the photos to His Majesty immediately after he gets them. He will definitely come to you first and use them to blackmail you."
Shi Wei was speechless. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.
He continued, "In Jiang Guyuan's view, your flirting with other Alphas under those circumstances, whether for self-preservation or something else, shows that you have a wild heart. It's no secret that Prince Similan likes you; it's hard to guarantee you won't also hook up with Similan because of the photos—"
Shi Wei realized something subtle, and she tentatively asked, "He supports Prince Cyril, so he doesn't want me to cooperate with Similan. He's afraid I'll whisper in His Majesty's ear and affect the throne—as for showing the photos in front of so many people, is it to demonstrate his stance?"
Perhaps, Secretary Jiang's intentions went beyond simply showing the photos to His Majesty.
"You're not completely stupid yet, that's great," Lu Qi praised her, explaining:
“I know Jiang Guyuan too well. He has at least three purposes when he does something. These nobles are the kind of people who won't speak unless they have something to gain. First, he wants to test His Majesty; second, he wants to show his attitude to others; and third, he wants to suppress you—no, he doesn't want to suppress you as a person, understand?”
Shi Wei sighed: "I understand what you mean. He's targeting people in my position. He thinks His Majesty cares too much about me, so he wants to interfere?"
If His Majesty gets angry and banishes her to work in the mines on the spot, it means she is not important. In that case, he can still plead for her and play the good guy.
If His Majesty doesn't care, it means he really values her, and everyone present will receive that message.
Who's in favor? Who's opposed?
The shrewd people are about to begin voting, and the Chiang family, who cast their dissenting vote at the outset, could easily become a bellwether.
That would put her in great danger; she might be voted out by a group of people.
“Manda is a monarchy, where the emperor’s power is supreme and all power serves the emperor’s will. If you gain the emperor’s favor, it’s equivalent to gaining a portion of the imperial power,” Lu Qi said. “If you are just a little lover, like a kitten or puppy, they will be friendly and sincere to you. But if you gain power—you will either cooperate with them or be devoured by them.”
This is what is known as the great nobility.
Lu Qi then asked, "So, have you decided to cooperate with them, or resist them?"
Shi smiled and said, "This question is too simple: I am His Majesty's subject, and all I need to do is be loyal to His Majesty."
Whether they are nobles or princes, it's all just a matter of a single word from the person in the highest position.
She clutched the ring in her hand and exhaled.
"You sound quite confident. It seems His Majesty has given you enough leverage, which gives me some confidence in you as well." The head of the secret service was certainly no benevolent philanthropist; he said:
"When His Majesty was still a prince, many nobles did not think highly of him because his father was incompetent and foolish, and not many people followed him. I had a discerning eye back then, which is why I am where I am today. I hope I will not be wrong about him after all these years."
Shi Wei chuckled, still dissatisfied that he hadn't reminded her in time after he found out about the photos.
"Sigh—" The head of the secret service sighed, "I thought that although your IQ wasn't high enough, you were able to handle His Majesty, so your EQ should be on point. You could easily clear yourself up with a few words for such a small mistake, right? But you actually confessed and let His Majesty trick you into revealing everything. Don't ever say you're from our Security Bureau again."
Shi Wei: Is this considered a minor mistake? She almost caused a major disaster.
“Forget it, just remember this—” the cunning head of the secret service instructed, “In the future, if you encounter something like this, remember to wipe away all traces and eliminate everyone present. The risk of being discovered will be very low. As for His Majesty, don’t tell him unless he asks. If he does ask, you’ll be surprised.”
Shi Wei: "I've learned a lot."
The head of the secret service said lazily, "Spend less time on romance and more time on reading. Didn't His Majesty grant you library access? Room 108 on the seventh floor contains the mission records of our Security Bureau's top agents. Take a look and learn more."
"Okay," Shi Wei replied obediently.
"His Majesty is ill?" Jiang Guyuan sat at the dining table, listening to his subordinate's report, a playful expression on his face: "Knowing that his mistress was having affairs outside, he became so angry that he suffered a stroke—"
The subordinate paused for a moment: "Uh, it's not like that. People from the palace said that His Majesty seems to be in a vulnerable period and is in a bad mood, so he canceled his schedule for this week."
Sitting to the left of his uncle, Jiang Chuge raised an eyebrow: "Susceptible period? That Omega is in heat?"
"She's really lucky."
"It seems not, but it is indeed that young lady who is taking care of His Majesty."
Jiang Chuge clicked his tongue: "Uncle, this is not good. Wouldn't you have put the eye drops on the eye itself?"
His father, sitting not far away, could no longer contain himself and said, "Can't you speak more politely? How can someone so vulgar be entrusted with important responsibilities!"
Jiang Chuge shrugged: "Sorry, Father, I've had a few drinks with Minister Aker recently, and he's influenced me a bit too much."
The Jiang family is full of old-fashioned people. The most favored direct descendant, Jiang Chuge, is a free spirit. Jiang Guyuan said to his nephew, "I sent you to study with Prince Xiruier so that you could learn from him. Look at how much His Majesty loves the eldest prince. Isn't it because the prince is steady and knows how to behave?"
Jiang Chuge glanced at her uncle and said casually, "But His Highness Similan is more like His Majesty."
This time, it was my aunt who spoke up: "Come on, eat more vegetables and talk less."
Jiang Chuge obediently shut up.
King Sklag II was indeed ill, and the temporary marking did not alleviate his susceptibility; instead, it exacerbated the side effects.
Dizziness and irritability, gradually worsening anxiety, specifically manifested as feeling dissatisfied with everything.
Shi Wei looked at his report, puzzled, and asked, "Why do you say it's related to me—"
Didn't she obediently give the mark? Why are the medical team looking at her with such a distressed expression?
The seemingly professional medical staff explained to her, "His Majesty has never had a fertile period. He seemed stable before because his mental energy was suppressing his pheromones, so he desperately wanted to mark you. However, the suppression was too strong, causing a rebound. Temporary marking is not difficult to resolve..."
Shi Wei felt a headache coming on: "Just tell me what to do."
The other party blinked: "His Majesty only reacts to your pheromones, so please comfort him and help His Majesty overcome this difficulty."
Shi Wei: ...No, this shouldn't be the script.
Currently, those responsible for taking care of His Majesty's daily life are all Betas. All work has been moved online, and non-urgent matters have been postponed. So His Majesty is currently walking his dog—no, I mean, spending time with his pet.
Leo rarely goes out with his master. The Alphas in the guard were transferred to the outer perimeter for protection, and Shiwei followed behind Leo, taking videos of the two of them.
His Majesty looks perfectly normal and shows no signs of illness.
Shi Wei felt that she had been deceived.
She had been away on a business trip to YN1 for so long, and the platform account she was in charge of hadn't been updated at all. Some people were even urging her to update it, which made her think the account was obscure.
Take pictures of dogs, pet them, edit and send with one click—cats and dogs are the eternal traffic magnet.
The same applies to cat and dog sculptures.
When managing her account, she intentionally used this to create a persona for His Majesty, showing him as a human being rather than as the emperor in the public eye.
"The persona you project when you're out in the world is one you create for yourself"—Asta's famous quote.
Her Majesty attracts attention wherever she goes; everyone's curious whether the Emperor's golden hoe is actually golden. It seems nobody cares what she posts these days.
Posting more of Leo seems to attract more fans, so Shiwei grabbed Leo and filmed a lot more footage.
His Majesty seemed perfectly normal at night, but he didn't seem normal at night.
During the day he was just a little clingy, but at night he would pull her to bed early and even dismiss all the servants, leaving only robots walking around the entire palace.
Silent yet dangerous.
Nighttime catalyzes pheromones, and some experts say that human emotions can change in response to celestial movements.
The aroma of gin becomes spicy and stimulating, yet it seems to have a hint of sweetness, which is especially noticeable in saliva.
The man lowered his head and kissed her passionately and roughly, his prominent nose brushing against her face. His grip was strong, as if he had shed his noble skin and become a wild beast.
The soft bed sank down, and the two bodies pressed together. This time, he had no patience for coaxing; instead, he directly bit her neck and injected pheromones.
The top of her head was covered with intricate and beautiful patterns, and the air was filled with the scent of pheromones. Shi Wei was dazed and wondered: Alphas don't have heat cycles, so why was she the one who comforted her?
The lace on the hem of the skirt was lifted, and the fabric rustled.
Moist lips, dry air, gurgling spring water.
She seemed to be immersed in a beautiful dream, lazily soaking in the warm water—soon a huge wave crashed in, the violent impact shattering the illusion of tranquility.
After waiting for so long, this moment has finally arrived.
King Sklag II felt his heart stop beating. This attraction was not from pheromones; he wanted to be with her for life.
The sound of the waves grew louder and louder, the scalding spring water enveloped her body, and her panting breaths were right next to her ears.
Her neck was bitten again, the pheromones became even stronger, and a series of kisses rose up on her back, raining down on her body.
The universe was silent.
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