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    Everyone thinks Feng Xin is an alpha. They have no reason to doubt the nature of the aggressive, loud and powerful martial god of the southeast after all. Why would they? Besides, it's not like they've thought deep and investigated hard enough for them to fall into such conclusion.

    It's not a surprise everyone is also wrong.

    And Mu Qing suddenly finds himself surrounded with his own robes, an omega nestling deep into a cocoon of it.

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    or Feng Xin enters his heat at the worse times and said heat wanted to become a bitch.

    russian translation: https://ficbook.net/readfic/13308915

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    03 Jul 2026

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    That’s Mu Qing’s sabre hilt, is his first thought.
    Isn’t Mu Qing’s sabre hilt on his left side? is his second.
    Realization hits him. That’s definitely not Mu Qing’s sabre hilt.

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    (“We’re not having sex in this closet,” Feng Xin says dumbly.
    “Too fucking bad,” Mu Qing litters the tender skin of his thigh with lovebites, teeth entirely too sharp and sending little shivers down his spine. “Get over yourself. You’re not leaving here until we fuck.”)

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    03 Jul 2026

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    Mu Qing gets cursed to only tell the truth. Feng Xin learns some things. (So do hualian)
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    “A truth curse?” he repeats uncertainly. He’s never heard of anything like that before.
    “Mn. I can control what I say for the most part, but I can’t say anything that’s not the absolute truth.”
    Feng Xin considers this. “It could be worse.”
    Mu Qing’s head snaps up, and he fixes him with a glare. “It could be better. I could be not cursed at all.”

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    30 Jun 2026

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    Wrapping a supporting arm around his back, Feng Xin rubbed his shoulder soothingly and sighed. ‘I think someone’s still a bit drunk.’

    ‘Yeah. You.’

    ‘True. But you too.’

    Mu Qing grunted, and even managed to make such a primal, guttural noise sound sarcastic.

    ‘I’m not the one leaning against the person I hate,’ Feng Xin pointed out.

    ‘You’re the one who married the person you hate.’

    That startled a laugh out of him, his heart jumping and fluttering in his chest like an absolute fool at such an absurd notion. ‘Eh? What are you talking about? How drunk are you?’

    Feng Xin and Mu Qing make the seven-hour flight to Las Vegas for Shi Qingxuan and He Xuan's (secret) wedding. Mu Qing copes with a severe, newly-discovered phobia of flying by drinking through it. Feng Xin is left to deal with the fallout.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    "You...want to wear matching jewelry?"

    Mu Qing huffed. "Matching couple jewelry seemed… popular in the mortal realm. It's popular with the mortals."

    Feng Xin laughed. "Mu Qing, we aren't mortals."

    Mu Qing felt like his face was on fire. “I know that,” he hissed.

     

    Or, Mu Qing wants to wear matching jewelry with Feng Xin. It does not go over well.

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    30 Jun 2026