Dance Of The Dragons
Chapter 251 : Restitution (1)

Chapter 251: Chapter 251 : Restitution (1)

Xie Jianshen remained gloomy ever since he returned from Golden Dragon Palace.

The Emperor sent some gifts to Shuiran Palace, literally peace offerings, which Xie Jianshen did not return but also refused to take a look at.

Alphas.

All alphas were despicable.

Their brains were not inside their skulls but in their pants.

Xie Jianshen glared at the innocent scroll of white paper in front of him. Today was the day he practiced his painting skills, but his heart and mind were somewhere else.

Xie Jianshen let out a deep, sorrowful sigh.

When he got pregnant and then gave birth to Jiang Muchen, his mother was there to accompany him the entire time.

Just what went through his mother’s mind the entire time?

She was probably wallowing in self-deprecation.

Hating her unfaithful husband.

Hating herself for her inability to give birth to a second son on the spot.

Even after the long-awaited baby was born, his Birth Reading was awful.

How helpless must his mother feel?

On the brink of death, she must feel like the biggest failure of an omega.

"For all it matters, I never sought out Xie Jianzhi," the Emperor told both of his devastated sons that day. "I did not bother to find out whether he differentiated into an alpha or not. Not when he turned sixteen, or when Jianyu differentiated into an omega.

For me, I only have two sons. And they were the ones that your mother gave birth to."

Xie Jianshen did not want to nullify the Emperor’s efforts in making amends, but his abandoning Xie Jianzhi did little to repair the damage.

Their mother passed away with a broken heart.

And Jianyu...

Xie Jianshen stared off into the distance.

What was going to happen from now on?

What decision was Xie Jianyu going to make?

Who would he pass the Fuxi Palace Master seat to?

Xie Jianzhi? The only other male alpha after the Emperor?

Or any other person in the dragon clan? Someone with an unrelated bloodline?

Knowing his little brother, Xie Jianshen was pretty sure of the choice that he would make.

That might be why their father easily washed off his hands and threw Xie Jianzhi aside.

How utterly despicable.

Xie Jianshen dipped the brush into black ink and made one eloquent stroke after another.

He painted a beautiful woman the way he remembered her. The hair accessories she liked to make and then wore herself. The motherly smile never faded although her eyes lost their light years before she departed from the world of the living.

In Xie Jianshen’s painting, his mother was a happy and vibrant lady.

She might be happier if she had married someone else, Xie Jianshen mused.

The cockier an alpha became, the more highly they thought about themselves.

The most difficult alpha to keep was none other than the Heavenly Emperor.

Xie Jianshen’s hand paused in the air as he admired the result of his work.

Jiang Rufeng came up behind him and clapped his hands in appreciation.

"Well done, my dear."

Xie Jianshen put down his brush and wiped traces of ink from his hands.

"Thanks."

"Still feeling out of sorts?"

"Yes," Xie Jianshen replied curtly. He did not want to be bothered with anything. Not today.

Jiang Rufeng nodded in understanding.

"In that case, I will send the guest away."

Xie Jianshen furrowed his brows.

"Wait, who is it? If it’s Little Yu..."

Jiang Rufeng broke into laughter.

"Why would I send the Crown Prince away? I am very attached to my head."

Xie Jianshen pursed his lips in annoyance. "Do not bother me again if the guest is not important."

Jiang Rufeng snickered.

"I will keep my wife’s words in mind. Then, I will ask Zhang Fengxi to leave now."

"Wait!"

"Hmm?"

Xie Jianshen glared at his husband, who looked as innocent as ever.

"I will meet with Zhang Fengxi."

"My wife is too kind," Jiang Rufeng extended his hand after his wife, who took his hand with a harrumph.

The Shuiran Palace Mistress decided to receive Zhang Fengxi in the privacy of his private chambers.

When Xie Jianshen opened the door and saw Zhang Fengxi’s troubled expression, he knew right away that something had gone wrong.

"What happened to Little Yu?" He asked right away, not even bothering to take a seat and offer his guest a cup of tea.

This straightforward approach suit the circumstances very well.

"He went through his heat period two nights ago," Zhang Fengxi explained. "His heat triggered my rut. We ended up sleeping together, and..."

Zhang Fengxi clenched both of his fists on the tea table.

"... And you came inside him," Xie Jianshen helped to complete his sentence.

"... I filled his womb with my seeds," Zhang Fengxi subtly corrected him.

"..."

Xie Jianshen glared at the alpha opposite him. Zhang Fengxi expected to receive the harshest scolding from the elder omega, but Xie Jianshen merely inhaled and exhaled a few times.

"It is very rare for an omega to get pregnant right away. Don’t fret about it."

The elder omega hoped that Zhang Fengxi was just imagining things, but he was terribly mistaken.

"He developed a high fever in the morning," Zhang Fengxi said. "Until now."

"..."

Xie Jianshen clawed into his sleeves.

It was not good.

It was not good at all.

"My mother said that it is one of the early signs of omega pregnancy. Is that true?"

Xie Jianshen took his seat opposite Zhang Fengxi. He rubbed his tired eyes for a while before he responded with a "Yes".

Both men sat there in utter desolation, not knowing what else to say.

"I am sorry," Zhang Fengxi bowed his head full of regret.

"I should have been able to control myself. It is all my fault."

"..."

If Zhang Fengxi were any other alpha, Xie Jianshen would personally scatter salt all over his wound.

"It isn’t," Xie Jianshen scoffed. "It is normal for a married couple to enjoy intimate encounters and pleasure each other respectively. And it is normal to conceive a baby as a result."

Now was not the time to cry over spilled milk.

Now was the time for restitution.