Chapter 1: Getting Married to the Supreme Leader~
“Marrying the Supreme Leader??!”
Ye Zhile’s almond eyes went wide. He felt astonished, yet he couldn’t suppress his joy. The newly appointed Supreme Leader, Ji Shuohan, had just celebrated his thirtieth birthday. In an Empire where the average lifespan spanned one to two hundred years, he was considered young and accomplished. At eighteen, he had followed the military, leading the First Mech Army to attack alien stars and negotiating with the Federation to return territories that had been seized from the Empire.
Since then, the Empire’s territory on the map had expanded by half. He was a man admired by many Alphas in the Empire and an object of adoration for countless Omegas—and Ye Zhile was no exception.
Hearing Wen Yumo say that he was to marry Ji Shuohan, Ye Zhile tried to control his excitement. He threw himself to Wen Yumo’s side. “Dad, is what you’re saying true? You wouldn’t be coaxing me, right?”
Wen Yumo chuckled softly. “Why would Dad coax you about this? This was decided after discussions between the Military and the Supreme Leader’s Ministry. It just so happens that the Supreme Leader has reached the age of marriage.”
Ye Zhile was so happy his eyes narrowed into crescents. “That’s great! I’m going to marry the Supreme Leader!”
“Are you that happy about marrying the Supreme Leader?” Wen Yumo asked with a smile, though his eyes were filled with heartache for Ye Zhile.
Ye Zhile was too busy being happy to notice anything amiss with his dad. He nodded vigorously. “Of course! The Supreme Leader is a great hero of the Empire. So many people want to marry him!”
Wen Yumo didn’t say anything more. He simply patted Ye Zhile’s head and pulled him into his arms. Ye Zhile looked up in confusion. “What’s wrong, Dad?”
Wen Yumo smiled bitterly and shook his head. “Nothing. I just thought about our Lele getting married, and I can’t bear to part with you.”
At the mention of getting married, Ye Zhile felt a little shy and awkward. “I’ll come back often to see Dad and Father. I can’t bear to leave you either.”
Ye Zhile was the youngest child in the family and a top-tier Omega. The higher the rank, the better the spiritual power, but Ye Zhile had been in poor health as a child; using his spiritual power would deplete his body’s energy. Consequently, his family doted on him excessively. He had never suffered a hardship growing up, which naturally made his personality a bit spoiled, clingy, and soft.
Ye Zhile spent the entire day rejoicing over the fact that he was going to marry the Supreme Leader. That night, lying in bed, his mind was filled with the image of the Supreme Leader—solemn, majestic, tall, and handsome.
For the sake of the Supreme Leader’s privacy, there would be no wedding ceremony; they would simply register for the certificate. When the day finally arrived, Ye Zhile was still in a state of high excitement, but at the same time, he was very nervous.
“Dad, what if the Supreme Leader doesn’t like me?” Ye Zhile’s small face looked distressed. He had the standard Omega appearance—delicate and obedient features that inspired pity, with watery eyes that seemed to speak.
“He won’t.” Ye Junting walked over and affectionately stroked Ye Zhile’s head. “The Supreme Leader has seen photos of you as an adult. He said our Lele is even more beautiful and cute than when he was a child.”
Ye Zhile felt shy from the praise. He let out a hehe laugh. “Alright! I trust Father wouldn’t lie to me.”
Wen Yumo saw the suppressed helplessness in Ye Junting’s eyes but didn’t expose him. He took Ye Zhile’s hand and instructed, “Lele, don’t wrong yourself. You don’t have to do things that make you unhappy.”
Hearing this, Ye Zhile’s nose tingled. He suddenly realized that after so many years with his Father and Dad, he would be moving to the Supreme Leader’s Manor after getting the certificate today. His eyes welled up with tears, and he called out pitifully, “Dad…”
Wen Yumo couldn’t stop his own eyes from moistening as he hugged Ye Zhile.
“What will happen if he suffers a grievance with that temper of his?” Watching Ye Zhile’s retreating figure, Wen Yumo felt more heartache the more he thought about it.
Ye Junting embraced his Omega. “Lele has to grow up eventually.”
“I don’t need him to grow up.” Wen Yumo pushed him away. “If it weren’t for the conflict between the Empire and the Federation, I would never have agreed to this marriage.”
The news that the Supreme Leader was getting married spread from the Ministry to the entire Empire. Not only did the Empire’s Omegas wail in grief, but even some Alphas who admired the Supreme Leader couldn’t help but angrily ask which lucky Omega or Alpha had struck gold.
The Empire’s newly appointed leader, Ji Shuohan, had just turned thirty this year—the prime age for marriage and children. Royal aristocrats and high-ranking officials’ Omegas had fought tooth and nail just to compete for the title of the Leader’s Spouse.
Ji Shuohan was an Enigma. This gender reigned supreme over others from birth. They were not driven by Alphas or Omegas, and the concept of pheromone compatibility did not apply to them. So, Omegas hoped to rely on a shred of luck to become the person on the Leader’s pillow. However, before the battle even began, they were defeated—some nobody had silently snatched the prize…
The Supreme Leader’s Ministry did not make the marriage partner public, causing a storm of speculation on the Star Net.
[I think it’s the Earl’s youngest son, Leng Xingtu. A top-tier Omega, the Empire’s number one beauty, and from a good family.]
[I think so too. Only he is worthy of our Leader.]
[I think it’s the Adjutant by the Leader’s side.]
[Isn’t he an Alpha? And a top-tier Alpha at that.]
[I heard a rumor… It’s said the Supreme Leader doesn’t like delicate Omegas. He leans more towards Alphas who can fight side-by-side with him.]
[Heavens! Then wouldn’t the Omega who marries him be pathetic?]
[Hahaha… instantly stopped being envious.]
Ye Zhile stood at the gate, watching the Supreme Leader’s cars slowly approach. There were three cars in total, protecting the front and back, with the middle one belonging to the Supreme Leader.
Ye Zhile’s heart was in his throat. When the middle car stopped in front of him, he heard his own heart give a fierce thump.
The front passenger door opened, and Ji Shuohan’s Adjutant, Wei Xichu, stepped out to open the door for him.
Ye Zhile immediately saw the person sitting inside—elegant and casual. His noble temperament made him seem out of place with everyone else, just as breathtaking as the first time Ye Zhile saw him years ago. He had a distinct, sharp jawline and prominent, deep features. His eyes glanced over lightly, and he gave Ye Zhile a cold nod of acknowledgment.
The first time Ye Zhile met Ji Shuohan was at his own eighth birthday party. The military was the main force protecting the entire Empire, and his father was the Minister of the Military. His eldest and second brothers were a Vice Minister and a military officer, respectively, loved by the people of the Empire. So, on his birthday, famous figures from across the Empire came to congratulate him.
Ye Zhile had been hiding in his father’s arms when he saw Ji Shuohan, dressed in a deep brown military uniform, looking majestic and imposing. With deep, thick brows and eyes, he had smiled lightly and said to him: Happy Birthday, Little Zhile.
That sentence planted a seed in Ye Zhile’s heart, which took root and sprouted years later. Although they had no interactions, it didn’t stop Ye Zhile’s joy from growing a little more every time he saw his glorious deeds on television.
Translator’s note: New novel~ More chapter releases tomorrow (Thursday) Happy New Year!
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