Chapter 176: Second World: How To Punish An Omega

Whatever the reason he couldn't fully enjoy himself as Princess Huangzhi decided to walk in right at that moment with a haggard appearance. Qie Ranzhe could obviously see through her plan and wasn't in the mood to hang around anymore but how could Zhao Huangzhi let him go so easily.

She immediately threw herself into Qie Ranzhe's arms wailing like a widow who had just lost her husband. "Ran-ge, wuwuwuwu...I am so happy you ar-," but she couldn't continue her sentence when a foreign omega scent reached her senses. The Marshal had another omega's scent all over his body making her boil in anger but she had no choice but to suppress her rage and hold her breathe as much as possible. Each time she smelt that omega's scent her anger grew deeper and deeper making it harder for her to hold it in.

Qie Ranzhe felt so irritated and wasn't the least bit polite about it pushing her away while reprimanding her along the way. "Your Highness, please restrain yourself. Such frivolous behavior is not good for an omega that's about to be married," said Qie Ranzhe avoiding her like the plague.

Feeling aggrieved, Zhao Huangzhi bit her lower lip her eyes red while blinking away the tears. This appearance would rouse the need to protect her from anyone who bullied her but it naturally wouldn't work on Qie Ranzhe.

"Y-you know?" she asked her gaze fixated on the Marshal hoping to see some kind of reaction but she was bound to be disappointed.

Qie Ranzhe didn't show any of the emotions she expected instead congratulating her and wishing her a success even scolding her in the process. "Yes, I just found out. Congratulations Your Highness and I wish you a lifelong worth of happiness. Considering our past friendship I would advice the Princess not to casually hug people like this lest the crown prince of Nibiru misunderstands and labels the omegas of Valim empire as audacious and lacking in virtue," said Qie Ranzhe his tone becoming even more formal with each sentence creating some distance between them. Distance that didn't exist before.

Qie Ranzhe didn't even wait for a response immediately dismissing himself from the room heading straight to Zhao Xieshu's pavilion which was now his new home.

"How pathetic," said the emperor looking at his daughter with obvious disgust. He thought he raised a prideful daughter who would never gravel for anyone but seeing the obvious look of desperation in her eyes he couldn't help but retort.

"And whose fuckin fault is it?" she said before flinging her sleeve striding out of the room in anger. The emperor wished he could just chop of her head and display it in the main hall as a warning to the rest of her siblings to never disrespect him but Zhao Huangzhi could only be of use to him with her head still intact. At least this troublesome child will soon leave the palace, to be more exact leave the planet and be someone else's problem.

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While the dog blood drama was airing, Wen Qinxi was having the shock of his life finding an extra set of everything in his entire pavilion. Extra slippers, extra toothbrush, extra gown, extra everything with the entire half of his walking-in closet filled with Qie Ranzhe's clothes. Actually, this wasn't much of a big deal but his mood had been off lately blowing up every little thing into something big. It was safe to say the Marshal chose the wrong time to mess with Wen Qinxi.

The excited Marshal strolled over to Zhao Xieshu's pavilion with an obvious spring in his step but once he got to the door and tried to open it, he found his access had been temporarily suspended. Anxious he called Zhao Xieshu impatiently pacing back and forth with a painful twist in his chest which only got worse when Zhao Xieshu didn't accept his call.

It was only after the forth call did Zhao Xieshu answer going straight to the point. "Did you move in with me?"

Qie Ranzhe felt nervous his palms sweating at the question but held his ground choosing to act shameless saying, "I opened the cube shaped box within the hour and this was my one wish," which wasn't true as he had already moved his stuff in before Zhao Xieshu even mentioned that bet but of course, the prince would never know that.

Wen Qinxi was at a lose of words questioning his gambling spirit which inevitably gave Qie Ranzhe leeway allowing the Marshal to wiggle into his life without him even putting up a fight. "You are such a dickhead you know that?" said Wen Qinxi feeling incredibly stupid vowing to never gamble after this.

"Yeah, yeah l know. Now baby open the door," said Qie Ranzhe his hand on the door knob ready to punish his omega that dared to lock him outside.

"Fine," said Wen Qinxi opening the door but he soon regretted it as Qie Ranzhe suddenly pushed the door open grasping his wrist before pinning him aganist the wall,

"Baby, what did you call me?" he said taking off Zhao Xieshu's pants with one hand and the other holding his wrist.

Sensing the impending danger, Wen Qinxi tried to struggle but stopped when he recalled how good it felt being screwed by Qie Ranzhe. His face flashed crimson with his member shamelessly rising into half mast in anticipation. 'Wouldn't it be so fuckin hot if he takes me right on this wall,' he thought pretending to act aggrieved towards the Marshal.

"Ran-ge, I didn't....oh gosh," he said with his bare legs lifted up from the ground and wrapped around Qie Ranzhe's steady waist

Qie Ranzhe already had his pants half way down as he whispered in his omega's ear, "So you don't want to say? Then you leave me no choice but to fuck you till you confess." With that said the two people tangled with each other with neither of them willing to concede their pavilion echoing conspicuous sounds that one could only be thankful for the soundproofing otherwise the entire palace would have heard everything going on in that pavilion.