Chapter 21

Li Jun thought for a moment and smiled to himself. He was truly enlightened by what his father-in-law had said. If he could wait for two years, waiting a few more weeks was nothing. The two ended up having tea and chatting about Yang.

It was the day of Wang Rou's birthday banquet. She was the only daughter of the general, and her position as the next family head was coveted by many. However, after finding out that she not only had two sons but also a grandson, their hopes vanished. During this time, Zhao Yan, his wife, their son, and their grandfather, along with a few trusted people from the Zhao family, finally arrived and settled down in the Wang mansion. The two grandfathers clicked right away and became best friends. His mother and sister-in-law became very close, and, of course, his brother and father also formed a close bond.

The birthday banquet was majestic, and Wang Rou seemed to glow even brighter than usual with all her loved ones around her. The once quiet Wang Mansion was now filled with laughter and happiness. The banquet proceeded as usual, with people eating and drinking, and many bringing presents for Wang Rou. Some used the occasion to make connections, while others saw it as an opportunity for marriage prospects. Naturally, Zhao Yang became the target of attention from many young ladies in the noble circle. Despite being a bit petite and fairer than a lady, he still possessed an undeniable charm.

It was during this time that Eunuch Ma, Li Jun's trusted aide, entered the banquet with a royal decree. Everyone had to kneel, except for the Zhao and Wang families.

"Zhao Yang is gifted, generous, gentle, and majestic. He is capable of overcoming any obstacle he faces. As the Emperor of the Demon Kingdom, I bestow my hand in marriage to Zhao Yang as my official husband," Eunuch Ma proclaimed respectfully as he handed the decree to Zhao Yang. Yang, still in a daze, pondered the words "obstacle" and "determination."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They were already engaged, so why did a royal decree have to be made? While everyone in the Wang and Zhao families were already aware of the situation, the other guests were shocked. Those who had hoped their daughters would marry Zhao Yang felt they had made a poor investment, while those who had aspired to marry the Emperor now felt as though they had been kind to an adversary.

"What's so remarkable about him that the Emperor personally bestowed his hand in marriage?" a female guest whispered under her breath. Though others couldn't hear it, the Wang and Zhao families noticed. They cast disgusted glances toward the girl, and even Eunuch Ma overheard her remark. He made a mental note of her name and family, thinking, "Wanting to insult the future Empress? Let's see how the Emperor will allow that."

As the banquet drew to a close and the guests began to leave, some remained polite as before, while others were overly deferential. Everyone understood why. With the conclusion of the banquet, Zhao Yang returned to his courtyard with the decree in his hand. Upon examining the decree, he noticed a small note at the bottom, which he eagerly opened and read. His face flushed crimson. "I never thought he would be this shameless," Yang thought as he reread the note.

Yang was getting ready for bed when he felt a cold gust of wind rush toward him, followed by the warmth of strong arms enveloping him. He already knew who it was. Who else would be shameless enough to enter through the window?

"I never expected Your Majesty to be so shameless as to enter through the window," Yang said, bursting into laughter. He felt someone turn him around, and there, face to face, was the handsome visage he hadn't seen in nearly two weeks.

"Your Majesty?" Jun questioned, puzzled as to why Yang addressed him with that title instead of his name. Yang hugged him tightly and laughed, but remained silent. Jun gently freed himself from the embrace and carried Yang to bed. The bed was spacious enough for four people, yet with Jun by his side, it felt small.

"I'll allow it for now, but after we're married, you have to call me something else," Jun said mischievously, flashing a cheeky smile. However, Yang didn't quite understand the implication and simply agreed, going along with it. Jun felt a surge of excitement as he witnessed Yang's agreement, unable to resist passionately kissing him. Naturally, Yang reciprocated the kiss with equal fervour.

Jun deepened the kiss, letting his hands roam all over Yang's body. Yang didn't push him away and allowed his hands to touch every inch of his body. Jun felt his hands burnt from the touch of Yang's bare skin. Whereas Yang felt like every place Jun touched it was scorching hot. The heat became unbearable for them both. Jun stopped touching Yang and hovered over Yang, looking at him with hungry eyes, he wanted to devour him whole and not leave a single part of his body. The next second Yang's clothes were ripped off by Jun, he also took his own clothes off. 

Being completely naked should have cooled them from the heat, however, the both of them felt even more hot. Jun admired Yang's body. His eyes traced every part of his body with his eyes. As he eyes got lower and lower, the more Yang's flustered. 

As Jun's eyes were about to land at a certain place, Yang quickly placed his hands over it, feeling embarrassed. Seeing this, Jun licked his lips, looking like wolf about to eat a little lamb whole. He ripped Yang's away from the place and placed the hands on his own member. 

"Don't cover yourself from me, every inch of your body, I have seen, touched, licked, kissed and now own", Jun said as he moved Yang's hand forwards and back on his member. He couldn't help but let out a groan. Yang's hands were soft and smooth, just a few strokes and he was already dripping a little. Jun started moving his hips, building up momentum. Looking at Jun's pleasured face, Yang felt his member tingle. He wanted Jun to touch his too. Jun started moving his hips faster, paired with Yang squeezing his hand around Jun's member, it wasn't long before Jun came, it seeds planted all over Yang's face and chest. 

Jun sat Yang up and sat down in front of him. Yang was confused. Right about now, Jun should either be helping him or putting it inside him, but he was sat there and looking at him. 

"Touch yourself", Jun said, seeming to understand why Yang was giving him weird looks. Yang was shocked, to be honest, he had never touched himself, or masturbated. Even if he were thinking about dirty thoughts of Jun, he had never done it before.