Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Chapter 508: Chapter 506: He Is Determined to Take This Wife

She followed Aeron back to the Imperial City.

And moved into The Young Lord’s Manor.

To outsiders, the two of them seemed deeply in love and inseparable.

In reality, she was just fulfilling her duty.

Since she had promised to protect him, Nerida was naturally going to see it through.

She wouldn’t let him come to any harm until she left Silvanis. ’I’ll just consider it a debt I owe him.’ Thinking this made her feel a bit like a scumbag, but finding a Taoist Companion was truly not something she was considering.

So on a normal day, aside from protecting Aeron’s safety, Nerida spent her time researching how to leave Silvanis.

This went on for quite some time.

It wasn’t that Nerida hadn’t noticed Aeron treated her differently; her mind was just elsewhere.

She was calm.

But Aeron was not.

Seeing that he was making no progress with her, he grew anxious.

Aeron felt he had to do something. This lack of progress couldn’t continue. He hadn’t forgotten there was someone else waiting for her to return, and his pride would never allow his wife to be stolen away by another.

’It’s not always the one you meet first that you end up with. The world is unpredictable. It’s not impossible for someone who comes later to win out in the end. I’m determined to win this wife for myself.’

So, Aeron went to the palace.

He went to find his father, the Queen, to ask for some advice. After all, this was the man who had made the ruler of a nation fall for him and him alone.

The first thing Aeron said upon seeing his father was:

"Father, my wife’s heart isn’t with me. What should I do? Can you teach me? How can I capture her heart and never let go?" Aeron’s face burned as he said this. Despite his noble and refined appearance, he felt deeply embarrassed.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the man who had been drinking tea jolted, and the teacup in his hand fell to the floor with a CLATTER. He slowly looked up at his son, his face a mask of shock.

"What did I just hear?"

His son, who was single-mindedly devoted to Cultivation and showed no interest in women, was asking him how to capture a woman’s heart.

’Is... is this really happening? As a father, I can finally worry about him for once. After all, from childhood to now, this kid has never given me a single thing to worry about.’

It was simply unbelievable. He looked out the window. "It’s not raining today, is it!"

Aeron waved a hand and sat down beside him. He glanced at his father and said, "It’s just as you heard. I have a wife now. I assume you’ve been told."

He had indeed heard that his son had brought a woman back from his travels. He had even been thinking of telling his son to find some time to bring the girl by for him to meet and size up. He’d been worried his son was being deceived, but he never expected that things hadn’t even progressed that far—it was just his son’s one-sided affection.

"There’s actually a woman who can resist that face of yours? Is she blind, or perhaps she’s just not into men?"

His son’s beauty could topple nations, yet there was a woman who wasn’t interested.

Aeron glanced at him and said, "Father, isn’t that perfectly normal? It would be shallow if everyone loved me. It’s not like I’m trimmed in gold; it’s impossible for everyone to like me."

Besides, he didn’t want everyone to like him. He just needed his wife to like him, and that was enough.

Seeing his son like this, the Queen of Silvanis actually started to worry. His son had truly fallen deep. This was not a good thing.

The Royal Family of Silvanis was known for producing hopelessly devoted lovers.

A happy ending would be wonderful, but if things didn’t work out, his own son would be the one to get hurt. As a father, he didn’t want his son to suffer even the slightest harm.

Thinking of this, he asked tentatively, "How does your wife treat you? Have you two...?"

Even without him finishing the sentence, Aeron knew what his father wanted to ask.

"Father, if you’re asking about my innocence, it’s already gone."

As he said this, some inappropriate images subconsciously flashed through his mind. His heart couldn’t help but beat a little faster.

He placed a hand on the table and said in a very soft voice, "There was... an accident. What was bound to happen, happened. She is my wife now."

Hearing this, the Queen slammed his palm on the table. The rosewood table instantly cracked. "What? How audacious! To take advantage of my son and then refuse to take responsibility! What does she mean by this? Who is she? I won’t let her get away with this!"

He had wanted to worry about his son, but not like this.

Aeron glanced at his father and said, "Father, stay out of this. I know what I’m doing."

The Queen looked at his son, his expression one of utter heartbreak.

"What do you know? You’re not even properly married."

The thought of his son being taken advantage of made his heart ache.

"This is all my fault. I was too busy with official duties, too busy training the troops, to protect you properly."

Before his father could continue, Aeron quickly raised a hand to stop him. "It’s not that serious. I was willing. If I can’t have her heart, having her body is good enough. You should know what kind of person I am, Father."

The Queen: "..."

’He does have a point!’

He knew his son well. If Aeron himself wasn’t willing, no one could take advantage of him. So, it must have been his son who had taken her by force.

’In that case, there’s no problem (¬◡¬)✧.’

His son was the Young Master of Silvanis, a person of esteemed status. What was wrong with him finding a female cultivator he liked? As for her being unwilling? So what? Back then, Aeron’s mother hadn’t been willing either, and now didn’t she climb into his bed every night... ahem, he was getting ahead of himself. Therefore, there were plenty of ways to make her willing.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard his son speak.

"Father, teach me the Wife Control Skill. I know you’re an expert. My wife can only be mine."

Hearing his son ask him to teach something called the "Wife Control Skill," the Queen, as a doting father, almost let his jaw drop to the floor. He cleared his throat and couldn’t help but ask, "Are you sure?"

According to his son, he had already given his body, yet the other party remained indifferent. Could she really be unmoved by his son’s face?

’That shouldn’t be possible. Unless...’ His gaze fell upon his son, and his eyes drifted suspiciously toward a certain area.

Perhaps his gaze was too direct.

Aeron quickly covered himself with his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Stop looking. There’s no problem with me... in that department."

’I’m very potent, you know.’

’You can doubt anything else, but not my performance.’

Hearing this, the Queen was relieved.

"You scared me, child. As long as it’s not a problem in that area, it’s fine. If a man can’t perform, how can he satisfy his wife? In serious cases, it could even affect having children."

’Children?’

’A child.’

’If my wife and I had a child... if it were a daughter, she would definitely be as beautiful as her mother.’

The thought actually made his heart flutter.

"We will definitely have them."

’We’ll have everything.’

That afternoon, Aeron stayed in the palace, not returning until very late.

He had indeed learned a lot from his father.

All that was left was to put it into practice.

His father had said that the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach.

And so, the Young Master went to the kitchen... and set it on fire.

Staring at the roaring flames and billowing black smoke...

"That’s quite a blaze."

Nerida had a puzzled look on her face.

"What’s going on?"

"Have King Reynard’s minions come knocking?"