Chapter 92

C92 – Half a Man

Tang Yue slowly began to regain his composure after walking a considerable distance. His mind remained in disarray, rendering him incapable of coherent thought.

He pinched his own cheek to confirm he wasn’t trapped in another dream. Turning his gaze toward Wang Zizhao’s tent, he was startled to spot someone standing by the entrance. This sight sent him scurrying forward a few steps in alarm.

“Wait, why am I running? It was him who made the confession... No, wait, he didn’t confess; he proposed outright. Ancient people don’t seem to dabble in modern dating, do they?”

Tang Yue remained rooted in place, muttering to himself, “Could this guy genuinely have feelings for me? Has he been struck by a love spell or something?”

While he didn’t perceive himself as undesirable, he couldn’t help but feel like he inhabited a different world compared to Wang Zizhao. It was akin to Cinderella falling in love with a prince— a heartwarming tale, but a challenging reality.

Most importantly, he possessed an exceedingly ordinary appearance!

In an era that prioritized looks and aesthetics, one couldn’t even hope to secure an official position without an appealing visage, let alone aspire to be a prince’s consort.

“Are you absolutely serious about this? Although that lad is quite earnest and his demeanor is resolute, his eyes... his eyes are even more unwavering. He’s not the type to jest, usually, but perhaps he’s suddenly gone off the deep end?”

After a brief contemplation, Tang Yue recognized that having such a partner could considerably enhance his social standing. Despite the other’s somewhat masculine nature, they were willing to consider differing viewpoints and were flexible in their approach to most matters.

Yet, after mulling it over, he resolved to cease indulging in such fantasies. A person of his standing wouldn’t have the autonomy to dictate their own marriage, let alone trust the words of a person with such a lofty status.

Furthermore, he had consistently upheld his principles when it came to Wang Zizhao. What if the other party felt displeased? Did he intend to compromise his principles?

“This doesn’t feel right. Why should I face this alone? Can’t I simply confront him directly?”

The more Tang Yue contemplated it, the more he felt compelled to act. He turned around and hurriedly sought out Wang Zizhao once more.

“You’ve reached a decision so swiftly?” Wang Zizhao appeared taken aback, assuming that Tang Yue had agreed to the proposition.

He had never anticipated resistance from Tang Yue. If Tang Yue truly had inclinations towards men, he would undoubtedly be the top choice. He possessed youth, potential, and a promising future, far surpassing Zhao Sanlang and the Heir of State Duke Heng.

Furthermore, he had intentions of formalizing the marriage, which was a stark departure from those without arranged unions.

“Let’s sit down and have a calm conversation,” Tang Yue proposed as he settled across from Wang Zizhao, adopting a negotiation-like demeanor.

At work, he seldom displayed such seriousness. Those familiar with him recognized his good-natured and gentle disposition, finding him easy to interact with.

“This King has consistently engaged in cordial conversations with you.”

“Yes, it’s my heart that isn’t quite at ease. Just now... those words you mentioned, were they true?”

“This King never jokes.” Wang Zizhao gave an affirmative answer.

“Then why do you think so?”

“It was just that Wuyin lost it just now. Didn’t we agree to continue?”

“Then tell me how you feel first? Disgusting? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Wang Zizhao licked his lips. “It’s not disgusting. It’s very comfortable. Let’s do it again.”

He didn’t care if Tang Yue agreed or not. He pulled him and kissed him again. This time, he forcefully pried open Tang Yue’s teeth and squeezed his tongue in.

Tang Yue’s eyes widened. He was so tired after being harassed by the other party. One hand pressed on the back of his head and the other held his chin, gradually deepening the kiss.

After two simple demonstrations, Wang Zizhao resisted again. He held Tang Yue’s life door and turned his chin to the side, seizing the initiative.

It only took a few minutes for his kiss to go from unskilled to skilled. Even Tang Yue had to admit it. This man’s comprehension is extraordinary.

“Enough...” Tang Yue said breathlessly.

“Not enough.” The prince, who had just tasted the allure of kissing, wasn’t ready to let it end so swiftly.

Wang Zizhao had recently entered puberty. His knowledge of intimacy was limited to the crude jokes he’d heard in the military camp. He had never had any personal experiences.

Nevertheless, he had been exposed to the intrigues of the harem since a young age. What he lacked was practical familiarity.

Wait a moment. Just as Tang Yue was on the brink of being overwhelmed by the kiss, he realized that the difference between him and Wang Zizhao wasn’t just in their status but also their physical prowess.

What had this troublesome youngster been eating to grow so robust? Perhaps there was no need to arrange special meals for him to regain his vigor. If he continued at this rate, he’d cease to resemble an Earthling altogether.

Wang Zizhao gently pushed away Tang Yue’s numb tongue, withdrawing it from his mouth. Long silvery threads of saliva lingered, lending him a particularly seductive air.

Both of them were breathing heavily, with Tang Yue especially so. He clutched his chest and inhaled the fresh air greedily, his face turning a shade of purple.

For one more second, he’d have suspected he was on the brink of suffocation.

“It’s settled then.” Wang Zizhao stood up and glanced at Tang Yue’s lower body, his eyes dark and intense.

Tang Yue instinctively tightened his legs. While it was normal for a typical man to react to a passionate kiss, he felt uneasy when Wang Zizhao gazed at him.

Logically, they were all men, so there was no need for such awkwardness. Being together naked and chatting was normal, and while touching each other was a bit daring, it wasn’t entirely inappropriate. Why was he feeling so self-conscious today?

“Do you require assistance?” Wang Zizhao inquired with a smile.

Tang Yue’s face turned even redder. He rose and straightened his legs, hastily donning his clothes and pants. He curled his lips and teased, “You’re still as smooth as a baby. This sort of thing between adults doesn’t concern you.”

“This king has grown up. Weren’t you aware?”

Tang Yue and Wang Zizhao had spent considerable time together. They’d witnessed things they shouldn’t have in the past, especially with the morning’s occurrence. Additionally, he had undergone voice changes, and as a physician, he knew precisely which stage of puberty he had reached.

A child of his age could be considered half an adult, with the capability of marrying and having children. It was just that the quality might not be ideal.