Chapter 47: Let Me Be Your Lover / Du Xun Has Arrived!
“If you’re willing, I want to become your lover.”
“Even if it’s just for one night.”
The alpha, dressed like a flamboyant peacock, bent down and offered his hand to Shen Zhuo, “I’m an S1 alpha, my pheromones…”
“Get lost.” Shen Zhuo frowned.
This was the fifth alpha saying he wanted to be Shen Zhuo’s lover.
It was true that the Empire had a regulation that S-tier omegas could have A-tier or higher alpha lovers within marriage.
To allow the powerful omega genes to combine and produce an even more exceptional generation.
There were indeed a few S-tier omegas in the Empire who had well-known lovers.
And their alpha husbands –
The original partners did not object.
But Shen Zhuo could not understand it.
In his impression, only those like his fathers were considered normal.
Moreover, among these people, some even said that regardless of who he married in the future, they didn’t need the title, as long as it was under the table.
They’re insane.
Shen Zhuo had gone from politely declining to eventually running out of patience, directly saying “Get lost” coldly.
But no matter how strongly he refused, the people around him only increased.
Shen Zhuo did not want to deal with it, so he planned to make an excuse to temporarily leave and get some fresh air.
However, the crowd in front of him only grew, and some even came closer after he said “Get lost.”
“Say it again, please, I’ll let you hit me.”
Shen Zhuo’s head was about to explode.
But before Shen Zhuo could speak up to leave, the crowd suddenly fell silent.
The crowd parted, timidly making way.
At the other end was a proud-looking omega lady in a red gown, a velvet pearl-embroidered rose on her head.
“Are you the S5 omega?”
Shen Zhuo glanced at her dress and then gracefully performed the standard noble greeting.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Princess.” The young man’s movements were elegant and natural. “I am Shen Zhuo.”
Feng Muxi snorted coldly, “Not much to look at.”
“They flock to you so eagerly, are you enjoying it?”
Shen Zhuo knew her temperament, lowering his gaze in silence.
Although he really wanted to say: Please, take this blessing.
Seeing Shen Zhuo stay silent, Feng Muxi’s anger grew.
How dare he ignore her!
“Shen Zhuo, is it? My servant is very fond of you, I’ll allow you to dance with him, you should feel honored.”
Feng Muxi clapped her hands, and an ugly-faced low-rank alpha approached, kneeling half-prostrate beside her.
“This is one of the palace cleaners, he’s just right for you, don’t you think?”
Shen Zhuo stood there, draining the remaining champagne in one gulp.
His formal attire was spotless, the faint fragrance of cologne particularly pleasant.
He stood there, his every gesture and bearing exuding noble elegance, calm and detached from the commotion around him.
The empty flute was placed on the self-service dessert table.
The young man raised his eyes to glance at the alpha grinning lecherously at him.
“Shen Young Master, please dance with me.”
The alpha’s smile was full of greed.
Jiang Yuening had anticipated this kind of situation.
He had specially told Shen Zhuo that Princess Muxi had been spoiled since childhood.
Make some concessions that are not too unbearable.
Shen Zhuo had asked at the time: And what if it’s unbearable?
Jiang Yuening had given him a smile in response.
“Darling, no one can resist your pheromones.”
“Including your alpha.”
At this moment, his dad’s head popped up in the video call, looking like he was adjusting the mecha.
“Your dad is right, if you can endure it, then endure it, if you can’t, just let it go.”
So Shen Zhuo, as if he hadn’t heard, bypassed Feng Muxi and prepared to go outside for some fresh air.
“Stop right there!”
Feng Muxi didn’t expect this person to defy her a second time!
The young lady gathered up her skirt, furious, trying to stop him.
But Shen Zhuo’s steps were faster.
In a few strides, he was about to cross the threshold of the banquet hall.
“Stop, Shen Zhuo!”
Seeing the young man still not listening, Feng Muxi’s chest heaved violently.
Suddenly, the air became oppressive.
The A3 suppressive pheromones effectively affected more than half of the people present.
The previously whispering crowd suddenly fell completely silent.
Many omegas below A3, and even some alphas, started to painfully clutch their glands and kneel on the ground.
Shen Zhuo’s nose was filled with the rich scent of red roses.
He stopped and turned to look at the people who had already been pressed down to their knees in the hall.
“Princess, there are still many guests below A3 here, do you need to restrain yourself a bit?”
But this was exactly what Feng Muxi was waiting for.
“How dare a general’s son like you comment on what I do?!”
This time, even the dancers in the ballroom and the symphony orchestra paused.
In the deathly silence, a small number of guests could still stand, but they kept a wide distance.
Only Feng Muxi with a displeased expression remained in the center of the banquet hall, and the ever-calm Shen Zhuo.
Perhaps only Du Xun’s pheromones would have an effect on him.
As the red rose scent grew thicker, the agonized moans of the low-rank guests gradually weakened, until they lacked the strength to make a sound.
Feng Muxi had always been proud of her pheromones.
But she knew her pheromones couldn’t control Shen Zhuo.
So she was about to grab the cross-guard sword at the waist of a guard by the door.
She didn’t believe Shen Zhuo dared to hide.
Shen Zhuo noticed the other side of the banquet hall.
Under the dance floor, the young omega in the pale purple dress, wearing a pheromone blocking patch, was chatting and laughing with the high-rank guests, in stark contrast to the low-ranks kneeling on the ground around him.
Xu Qing noticed his gaze and tilted his head, raising his glass of red wine in a friendly toast.
The outward kindness did not match the malice within.
【Good luck, Shen Zhuo.】
In his peripheral vision, a black object fell rapidly. Shen Zhuo raised his hand.
The rapidly descending sword scabbard was effortlessly caught with a bare hand, immediately halting its momentum.
“I hope you’ll stop here.”
Shen Zhuo withdrew his gaze from Xu Qing, the downward look in his eyes deep and harsh.
The oppressive force did not even need to release pheromones.
It could make one’s spine chill.
“My temper is just as bad as yours, unfortunately.”
The sword scabbard in Feng Muxi’s hand was easily controlled, and no matter how hard she pulled, it didn’t budge an inch.
Feng Muxi’s face turned ghastly.
But she realized that Shen Zhuo was different from those people.
Yet the Empire’s only princess had never experienced the feeling of failure.
She didn’t know she was being used.
She only knew that Shen Zhuo had insulted her status.
Burning with rage, the rose pheromones surged violently.
Shen Zhuo was about to return the cross-guard sword to the guard and leave.
He didn’t want to get involved with the people in the banquet hall.
But the rose pheromones kept pressing down on him from behind.
A-tier pheromones could not be selectively released to a single target.
So the entire banquet hall, everyone below S-tier, was completely affected.
Weak cries for help sounded in his ears.
Shen Zhuo’s steps, which had been raised, paused again.
He turned his head, not saying a word.
Behind him, Feng Muxi stared at him arrogantly and disdainfully.
The young man’s gaze was ice-cold and bone-piercing.
This was the third time.
The next moment –
The crisp, cold fragrance of the lotus exploded like an eruption, the oppressive S5 lotus pheromones.
Icy, sharp, covering the sky, permeating everywhere.
In comparison, the roses seemed extremely insignificant.
Shen Zhuo did not target the other guests.
He only diluted the oppressive rose scent.
But even this non-aggressive pheromone made everyone present break out in cold sweat, their limbs weakening, unable to help but kneel on the ground.
S5 was a mythical indicator.
Before experiencing it firsthand, no one could imagine how powerful this tier truly was.
But at this moment, everyone realized –
In the midst of the crowd, S5 was the reigning sovereign.
Just the pheromones alone were as cold as hell.
“So that’s…S5?”
Xu Qing, who had also been pressed to the ground, had a look of excitement and longing in his eyes, as tangible as substance.
The lotus overpowered the red roses with its overwhelming power in an instant.
Feng Muxi’s neck felt as if it had been pricked by needles, the intense pain making her scream.
“How dare you… how dare you do this to me…”
“I’ll definitely have my mother kill you!!”
Shen Zhuo looked down at her, “You can try.”
Just then, a collective intake of breath was heard around them.
The scorching summer wind wrapped the swaying rose fragrance from the outside, startling birds flew up from the tree shadows.
The rhythmic sound of military boots on the marble floor was like stepping on everyone’s heartbeats.
The black military uniform still carried the lingering scent of bloodshed and solemnity from the battlefield.
The aroma of gunpowder mixed with the essence of sand, forming the omen of death.
Even the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.
A shadow fell at the door.
Everyone’s breathing slowed down further.
It was the fear instinctively ingrained in their blood and bones.
Dreading the wrath of this incarnation of the God of Death –
A more terrifying presence than Feng Muxi had arrived.
The fallen Feng Muxi looked up at the newcomer, her eyes brightening.
Like finally seeing a lifeline, she scrambled to her feet, ready to fling herself into the man’s embrace, her voice already tinged with tears.
“Du Xun brother, he, he bullied me…”
Shen Zhuo had already withdrawn his pheromones.
The air only held a faint lingering scent of lotus.
Unlike the tender entanglement during his heat, it was bone-chillingly cold.
Signaling that the owner was not in a good mood.
He turned around and saw Feng Muxi about to crash into the man’s embrace.
His heart skipped a beat.
But the next moment, the man evaded her.
Behind him, Jia Weishen hastily used a gentlemanly hand to support Feng Muxi.
“Don’t you know what you’ve done, Princess?”
The man’s voice was cold and low.
That voice which had countless times gently coaxed him to change positions, now foreign and cruel.
Feng Muxi’s face paled:
“Du Xun brother… I didn’t…”
The young lady immediately looked at Shen Zhuo, pointing at him:
“He provoked me first! I just wanted to ask him to dance, Muxi didn’t do anything…
“It’s him, he released pheromones to suppress us! Muxi’s gland is still hurting…”
Faced with Feng Muxi’s accusation, Shen Zhuo remained silent.
Seeing neither of them move, a sense of urgency colored Feng Muxi’s expression.
The young lady softened her posture, boneless and graceful, trying to lean into the man’s embrace.
Her voice was sweet and gentle, not a trace of the previous arrogance, only sugary affection:
“Du Xun brother, would you please massage it for Muxi…?”
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