Chapter 86
Does this not count as a marriage?
Would it be considered a secret engagement?
No—perhaps it’s even worse than a secret engagement.
At least with a secret engagement, those around them would acknowledge them as a couple. But this… no one would recognize it at all…
"In the beastmen world, if elders are present but have not given their approval, the marriage is invalid. Anyone can disregard the union…"
Since the marriage was ignored, any beastman could now pursue this little ger before him…
Yuan Heng gazed at the little ger in front of him. The ger’s delicate features and clear, bright eyes seemed to speak volumes—words that stirred the heart, words that never failed to make a beastman’s pulse race.
When he looked at someone, those pure eyes would be entirely filled with the person before him, as if that person was his whole world. That kind of devotion could make any beastman’s heart skip a beat…
Even when this little ger had been formally betrothed to him, there were already beastmen who had shown interest. Now that the marriage was invalid…
Yuan Heng’s expression darkened, his lips pressed tightly together, his fingers curling as he pulled the person in his arms even closer—as if to ward off any greedy gazes.
Wang Jin, nestled in the man’s embrace, was stunned, his gaze blank with shock.
Anyone could ignore the marriage?
Meaning anyone could confess their feelings to this man? Just like Yue ger?
Would there be countless little temptresses like Yue ger in the future, all trying to steal this man away from him?
Wang Jin took a deep breath, but the air felt like a boulder pressing down on his chest, impossible to push away.
No! A man this good can only be mine!
Wang Jin tightened his grip, clinging fiercely to the man as if guarding his most precious possession, refusing to let anyone else covet him.
Feeling the arms around him tighten, the man looked down and saw the little ger’s eyes filled with wariness—as if he was guarding against others approaching, trying to snatch away the treasure held close to his heart.
The man paused.
So it wasn’t just him who feared the little ger might be taken away. The little ger in his arms was also afraid of losing him.
The man’s expression softened, warmth flooding his eyes as he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to Wang Jin’s forehead. Overjoyed, he lingered there, rubbing his lips against that spot again and again…
"Don’t worry, little ger," he murmured. "Once the beast horde is over, I’ll take you to Ning’an City to find your brother. I’ll make sure he acknowledges me."
He spoke each word deliberately, as though this was a matter of utmost importance—something he had turned over in his heart countless times before finally letting it spill from his lips in a low, weighty voice that settled deep in Wang Jin’s ears.
So the man had already thought of taking him back to see his brother.
In that case…
Wang Jin spoke softly, "We also have to annul the marriage contract."
"…" Yuan Heng stiffened slightly. Though his expression remained neutral, the joy in his eyes was impossible to hide. He held Wang Jin as if cradling the most precious thing in his life, his voice softening.
"Mn."
After a night of clinging to each other, the two were still inseparable by morning.
Now that he knew the marriage was invalid, Wang Jin became even more attached to Yuan Heng, sticking to him as if they were glued together—as if to announce to the world that this man was taken. Even if the marriage wasn’t official, no one else should dare to dream of him.
Naturally, Yuan Heng was more than happy to indulge the little ger’s clinginess. He, too, wanted to make it clear to other beastmen that this ger belonged to him entirely—body and soul.
When Cheng Bai came looking for Wang Jin, this was the scene he walked in on.
The two were seated at a large table—one that could easily fit ten people without crowding—yet they chose to sit pressed together like conjoined twins, their intimacy resembling that of newlyweds in the midst of their honeymoon!
"…" The boulder in Cheng Bai’s heart came crashing down, smashing into bloody fragments.
He suddenly recalled the news the tribespeople had shared with him during his rounds earlier.
After being rescued, the little delicate one had been mad for a time before finally regaining his senses. He no longer remembered his past, not even his own name—Xi Yao. Instead, he had given himself a new name: Wang Jin.
Once lucid, the little delicate one had married that ancient beastman, and the two had lived as a loving couple in the tribe…
Since Xi Ning, the lord of Ning’an City, had not been present, the little delicate one’s marriage was invalid… but the two had already spent days as a devoted pair…
Meaning that, during this time, the little delicate one had secretly pledged himself to another beastman…
Without Cheng Bai’s knowledge, that ancient beastman had held the little delicate one in his arms night after night…
The mere thought made Cheng Bai abandon his patients mid-consultation and rush over in desperation, seeking confirmation.
But… what he saw…
The little delicate one was slumped softly in the ancient beastman’s embrace, looking utterly boneless, his charm devastating.
His damp, upturned eyes seemed to hook into the beastman’s soul, his gaze rippling with unspoken allure—yet he seemed oblivious, only pressing closer and closer…
Provoking the beastman into planting rough, open-mouthed kisses all over his face, leaving his lips swollen and the corners of his eyes red—as if he’d been thoroughly ravished…
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