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"Do you like me?" Muer scoffed and turned away, not even glancing at him.
Shilemod's coral-red earrings swayed violently as he strode forward. He wanted to grab Muer's back but hesitated, pulling his hand back. "Regardless, you have already become our shared wife. Whether you agree or not, the Saqiya Tribe has consented, and the Wolf King has also approved. As for you, we will ensure your agreement. If you don't like me now, I can wait until you do, but please don’t push me away."
"We know about the injuries and insults you suffered in the Tianqi Military Camp. He Mu Ming won't last much longer. My brother and I have Xin Xiang—one is Manjusaka, and the other is Xian Ren Mi. These two types of Xin Xiang intertwined with Tianshan's caterpillar fungus can nurture a Gu worm that will inflict excruciating pain on He Mu Ming before he dies, ultimately leaving him as nothing but a husk."
Muer pressed his lips together. "When did you raise them?"
Such Gu worms couldn't be cultivated in just a few months; moreover, the required Xin Xiang needed to be nurtured daily with secret techniques, or all efforts would be wasted. The amount of effort spent was unimaginable.
Seeing that Muer was engaging with him, Shilemod's alluring eyes slightly lifted at the corners as he said, "On the day you returned to the Wolf Court, Zhuo Fan had already informed us. This plan was discussed together with him. By now, he should be close to achieving his goal."
In the end, Muer said nothing more and simply had Zhen Duo escort them out of the Crescent Moon Lodge.
How could he ever earn their genuine affection? If he weren't the biological brother of their elder brother, would they still like him? Becoming a shared wife—a public joke among the noble families of the Wolf Tribe—was something his brother actually agreed to. Could this gift truly be divided into three parts?
The next day, Shilemod seemed determined to prove something by delivering a letter from Qingshan to the Crescent Moon Lodge.
Taking the letter from Zhen Duo, Muer gently opened it and saw written inside: He Mu Ming is dead; chaos has erupted in Lan Prefecture.
In just ten short words, chaos swept through Lan Prefecture’s military forces, and Wolf King Mu Heze seized this opportunity to reclaim the lost territories of the Wolf Tribe.
He was dead, yet why couldn’t Muer feel happy? He should have hated him, but instead found himself overwhelmed by an indescribable emotion. Muer stared at the letter for a long time before burning it.
Qingshan had returned; he was the first person granted permission by the Wolf King to marry Muer. Thus, this marriage could be seen as Mu Le Sun and Shilemod using the customs of the Wolf Tribe to pressure Muer into marrying him as well.
But marrying one was still marrying; marrying two was also marrying. So what if he married three?
The day of the wedding arrived quickly. To prevent any rumors about Muer's chastity before marriage from spreading, a grand ceremony was held almost immediately after the Wolf King returned to the Wolf Court.
It was a somewhat absurd wedding.
Respect for hierarchy and age was evident as Muer first swore an oath with Mu Le Sun before Changsheng Tian, followed by Shilemod and Qingshan.
Muer hoped that Changsheng Tian would not blame him. He was a greedy Kun Ze; how could he dare to wish for the love of three Tian Qian at once?
It had been a long time since the nobles had hosted such a unique wedding. Many from the Saqiya Tribe arrived, and by the time night fell, Mu Le Sun, Shilemod, and Qingshan entered Muer's room only to discover a problem.
Standing before Muer, Mu Le Sun spoke first, "Muer has just taken the Secret Medicine; I should mark him first, and you can wait a while..."
Shilemod interrupted him, "Brother, I have grown up with Muer since childhood. If I hadn't suggested the rules of Changsheng Tian, how would the Wolf King have agreed to this marriage? I believe I should mark him first..."
Muer glanced at the two of them when suddenly Qingshan stepped forward and offered a cup of tea to Muer. "It's been a while; you must be thirsty."
Shilemod: "…"
Mu Le Sun: "…"
They had lost.
In the end, Muer indeed chose to keep Qingshan.
The first act of affection ended with Qingshan as the victor.
Even after taking the Secret Medicine, the Xin Xiang marking between different Tian Qian required time to settle. Although there was a blood relationship, this timing was unpredictable—it could take days, months, or even years. Thus, in families practicing shared wives, the first Tian Qian marked by a Kun Ze was often the one he loved most.
Shilemod pouted as he sat on the doorframe, listening to the intermittent sounds of weeping from inside. Frustrated, he clinked his cup with Mu Le Sun's and took a large gulp of wine.
In truth, they would have preferred to be inside, but Muer was shy and had shooed them out. To avoid rumors spreading that they had been neglected by Muer and lost to a slave, the brothers remained at the doorframe, sharing drinks and unwilling to leave.
They could hear Kun Ze's soft murmurs and Tian Qian's heavy breaths from within. The two of them wished they could rush in right now and pull Qingshan away from Muer. But they couldn't do that; such actions would lead to jealousy among Tian Qian—a situation that could only harm Kun Ze.
Because the Wolf King had returned to the Wolf Court, there were still many matters left unresolved. Shilemod had remained in the Wolf Capital, while Mu Le Sun was dispatched to the border to prevent attacks from the Heaven's Revelation Soldiers.
Qingshan held the title of Left Demon Wheel General, a position he received due to saving Muer and also saving the Wolf King’s life on the battlefield.
It had been a long time since anyone had held this position; all Left Demon Wheel Generals were essentially empty titles, with few troops at their disposal.
Thus, when Muer expressed a desire to visit Tianqi's capital to see He Mu Ming one last time and experience the splendor of the city, Qingshan readily agreed without hesitation.
Muer wore his Xin Xiang, a rich fragrance of fragrant grass that wafted from him and filled Qingshan's senses, creating a delightful feeling that made him feel exuberant at all times.
Just a few days after entering the capital, He Mu Ming's body was returned, and at the same time, two noble figures arrived in the capital. They seemed to be people Muer had encountered before at the Lan Prefecture Military Camp.
In the distance, the White Spirit Banner fluttered as passersby mourned He Mu Ming's passing, yet only Muer and Qingshan felt an overwhelming excitement.
Muer stood motionless, staring at the coffin.
He is your hero, yet he is a disgrace branded upon my body.
From afar, a familiar figure flashed past the carriage window. Muer turned to look and saw someone familiar suddenly appear in front of the carriage at the front.
The youth had a youthful face and gazed in his direction with a hint of confusion. Muer also remembered him.
He was Xiao Yao Tong, whom Muer had knocked out when he fled from He Mu Ming's tent.
He was also Kun Ze; upon seeing him for the first time, he recognized him. He had considered revealing his identity but realized that doing so would only create another unfortunate Kun Ze in this world without any real benefit.
"We need to leave here quickly," Muer said as he grabbed Qingshan by the collar and pulled him away from the crowd.
They moved against the tide of people, surrounded by throngs of common folk who were there to witness the return of their hero.
"What's wrong?" After leaving the crowded area, Qingshan asked as he held him close.
Muer glanced around, noticing that no one was following them. He wasn't sure if Kun Ze hadn't recognized him or if he simply didn't want to make a fuss by sending someone after him. Either way, they couldn't stay here for long.
"Nothing, I'm just tired. Let's go back to the inn."
Qingshan nodded in agreement and wrapped an arm around him as they headed toward the inn.
Not long after leaving the capital, Muer, who had planned to take a look at the bustling Jiangnan in Tianqi, suddenly found himself pregnant again.
After six months, he was finally expecting another child—this one was born from his love, a hope shared with Qingshan as they welcomed this new life into the world.
Seeing this, Qingshan decided not to linger in Tianqi and took him back to the Wolf Tribe. Meanwhile, in the Saqiya Tribe, Shilemod and Mu Le Sun had already heard the good news early that morning and began celebrating. They decorated their entire residence festively, which made Muer question their taste for a moment.
Since they shared a wife, this child was theirs too; they were all fathers to this child.
Surrounded by their concern, Muer was bombarded with questions about whether he was tired or needed to rest.
Looking at the attentive expressions of Mu Le Sun and Shilemod, Muer couldn't help but smile slightly. He gazed at a young eagle soaring in the distance, its tender wings spread wide as it left a trail of white light behind.
A child born from love is the only reason to come into this world.
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