Qin Luo listened to their conversation, silently hiding himself in the driver’s seat, pretending not to exist.

Was this really something he was supposed to hear?

On second thought, could doing that with an Alpha also relieve pheromone agitation?

He was itching with curiosity but dared not ask, fearing a beating from Song Yu.

---

Back at their home in St. District, Song Yu and Rong Shi collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. Qin Luo checked the time; it was almost noon, and he wondered if he should order lunch for them.

Just as he opened the food delivery platform, his father’s communication came through. He found an empty room and answered the call.

His father’s voice immediately burst through the screen: “I heard Song Ke made a huge fool of himself?”

In the bedroom, Song Yu lay on his side facing Rong Shi, their fingers intertwined: “Next time, I’ll mark you.”

Rong Shi pulled the thin blanket over him, embracing both him and the blanket: “Let’s talk about it after your fever goes down.”

Song Yu obediently closed his eyes. Just as Rong Shi thought he was asleep, he heard him say: “Your pheromones are so intense, no wonder you can’t find a partner.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Most Alpha pheromones were generally stronger than Omegas’. Song Yu’s pheromones, for example, were like brandy, a potent Alpha pheromone.

But Rong Shi’s pheromones were even more intense than his; they were the strongest of the strong liquors.

Song Yu: “A typical Omega would either be scared to death or drunk to death just by smelling your pheromones.”

Rong Shi: “…”

This wasn’t the first time he’d heard that.

When his Dad was pregnant with Mianmian, one day Father said he wanted to test Rong Shi’s pheromone stability. The stability wasn’t tested well; both Father and Dad got drunk, scaring him so much he almost called the rescue team.

The first thing Father said after sobering up was—”Son, remember never to casually release pheromones to Omegas, or you’ll be lonely for life!”

Song Yu: “Only I can handle it.”

Rong Shi kissed his forehead: “Are you saying we’re a match made in heaven?”

Song Yu’s lips curved upwards: “We meet everywhere we go, aren’t we a match made in heaven?”

“Mmm.”

Where Song Yu couldn’t see, Rong Shi’s eyes darkened.

—Actually, I searched for two lifetimes to find you.

The person in his arms’ breathing gradually deepened. Rong Shi had 01 imperfectly censor Song Ke’s indecent photos and upload them online.

Song Ke had always aimed for the throne since childhood, meticulously cultivating his public image while subtly undermining Song Yu’s, creating a stark contrast between them.

[Took so many! Which ones do you want to post?]

Rong Shi was too lazy to look closely and chose the complete video.

[Won’t posting this implicate Grandfather Shen?]

Rong Shi: [No.]

Song Ke’s status was far above the Shen family’s. If this exploded, everyone’s focus would be on Song Ke. As for the Shen family, they would, at most, be mentioned as background.

[Received!]

Rong Shi: [Collect some dirt on Song Ke for future use.]

[Yes!]

After seeing 01 post the material, Rong Shi fell asleep.

Song Yu, who had already been sleeping, opened his eyes. He looked up at Rong Shi, then quietly opened his terminal and issued commands to his subordinates.

---

After the incident erupted, to stabilize his image, Song Ke forcibly took He Nian with him when they left the Shen family. Due to his status, even He Nian’s grandfather dared not say anything.

Halfway there in the hovercar, He Nian clamored to get out. Song Ke didn’t particularly like him to begin with. Now that his goal was achieved, he didn’t care how far they were from the He family and ordered the car to stop and drop him off.

He Nian stumbled out of the car, distraught, and walked towards the He family home. Thinking about being permanently marked by Song Ke, he wished he could stab the other man to death.

But he couldn’t.

That was someone his master absolutely forbade touching. Daring to disobey meant a dead end.

“Lin Jing—yes! He can definitely remove the mark!”

His lifeless eyes lit up. Regardless of being on the street, he hurriedly opened his terminal to find Lin Jing’s communication number.

Those people could even change pheromones. What was removing a permanent mark?

That’s right, as long as it’s removed, he still had a chance!

Song Yu had to be his!

He found Lin Jing’s communication number and was about to dial when a whooshing sound passed by. He Nian was suddenly gagged from behind, his body felt light, and he was pulled into a hovercar.

---

Song Ke returned to the palace and immediately began to throw a fit upon entering. Thinking of how those people had looked at him, he wished he could dig out their eyes!

He smashed a row of antiques, then turned and kicked his special assistant hard.

“Useless! You couldn’t even stop that!”

The assistant cried out in pain, curling up on the floor, unable to get up for a long time.

“I, I tried my best. The Second Prince insisted on opening the door, that’s why—I already warned everyone present not to leak this, and as for the Shen family, for their own face, they wouldn’t escalate the matter.”

“Song Yu, of course, wants to see me make a fool of myself!” Song Ke roared. “He’d love nothing more than for me to lose all face!”

After roaring, he felt a twisted sense of dark satisfaction, a perverse smile twisting his lips.

“But I wonder what it feels like to see the person you like being pressed down by someone else?”

The assistant picked up his flying glasses and put them back on. One of the lenses had several cracks.

“I don’t think he looked very sad,” he said cautiously. “Could the intelligence be wrong?”

“It’s been repeatedly verified, how could it be wrong?!” Song Ke said impatiently, “He’s best at disguising himself. He pretends not to like what he likes, and pretends to like what he doesn’t. Do you really think I can’t see through him?”

The assistant lowered his head, not daring to push his luck at this moment.

But in his heart, he thought, it’s uncertain whether Song Yu likes Rong Shi, but he probably doesn’t like He Nian much.

“Although I’ve lost all face, how much better is he?” Song Ke sneered, “He’s probably hiding somewhere, having a breakdown now.”

The assistant’s terminal suddenly rang. He opened it and quickly went online. The top trending topic had a large image and video, directly calling out Song Ke by name!

Comments and shares had already exceeded a million—

“That’s disgusting! Seeing the Omega’s breakdown at the end, it definitely wasn’t consensual!”

“@GuardTeam, please arrest this Alpha immediately, thank you!”

“Heavens! How desperate must that be! I’m crying just imagining myself in that situation. How can something like this still happen in this day and age?!”

“Absolutely cannot be let off lightly!”

“According to reliable sources, this Alpha is a big shot who cannot be offended. Everyone, be careful with your gossip. That’s all I can say.”

“Even royalty committing ra-pe should be punished! Moreover, how could such scum be royalty?!”

The online voices were overwhelmingly one-sided, all condemning Song Ke and spontaneously sharing and spreading the content, vowing to find Song Ke and send him to prison.

The assistant quickly walked to the study, connected all the technicians on the team at once, and sharply ordered: “You have one minute to delete all negative information!”

The technicians, wiping the cold sweat constantly breaking out on their foreheads, looked at each other, all panicked.

“Sir, we’re doing our best to delete them, but, but they can’t be deleted!”

The assistant: “Which ones can’t be deleted? Mark them, and I’ll go to the Ministry of Defense.”

Although the Ministry of Defense did not directly control cybersecurity, it had the highest authority and could delete any information appearing on the domestic network.

“All, all of them can’t be deleted!” The technician’s tongue tied in nervousness.

It took the assistant a while to understand. It wasn’t that information under certain accounts couldn’t be deleted due to insufficient permissions. It was that even information forwarded by ordinary citizens couldn’t be deleted!

Within a few minutes, liaison officers from various families had sent communications.

The assistant was frantic.

If this continued, the matter would definitely reach His Majesty!

---

Song Ke was drinking red wine, smelling the lingering pheromones of He Nian on him. Remembering He Nian’s posture last night, his mouth suddenly felt dry.

Perhaps he could call him over to play again next time.

Just as he was lost in fantasy, his terminal rang. It was Yin Rong.

[Good afternoon, Your Highness. His Majesty wishes to inquire about some matters regarding online dissemination. Please report to the council hall in one hour.]

“Network?” Song Ke held his red wine, irritably walking to the study, “Father King said what about the network—”

As soon as he entered, he saw the assistant’s enlarged virtual screen. At the very top of a social media page was the video of him and He Nian.

“Damn—! What the hell happened?!”

---

An hour later, in the council hall.

Song Ke sat there, his face pale. When the door slammed open from the outside, he trembled all over, his head buried, not even daring to look at his father’s expression.

Song Zheng finished his meeting and angrily pushed open the study door. Seeing Song Ke cowering there, his temper flared.

Yin Rong followed him in, closed the door behind him, and handed the brought-back documents to Song Zheng: “This is the more urgent document Elder Qian mentioned.”

“Mmm,” Song Zheng took it, his face cold.

Halfway through signing, unable to suppress his anger, he slammed his hand on the table, sending the pen flying.

“Song Ke! If you don’t give me an explanation today, get out!”

Song Ke shivered in fright, burying his head even lower.

“It, it was them who framed me!”

“Who framed you? How? Where’s the evidence?!”

Song Ke was flustered by Song Zheng’s barrage of questions. He stammered explanations for a long time. Seeing Song Zheng’s face grow increasingly terrifying, his voice even contained a hint of a sob.

“Father King, the most important thing now is how to delete those videos! If this continues, your son will be ruined!”

“You knew it would ruin you, and you still did it!” Song Zheng’s voice rose by an octave in anger. “I’ve indulged you too much, which is why you’ve become like this!”

Song Ke cautiously moved closer, tugging at Song Zheng’s hand, and cried.

“Father King, you have to help me!”

Song Zheng irritably shook off his hand: “Get back to school! Grounded for three months! You’re not allowed to go anywhere!”

“If I go to school now, won’t I just be letting them laugh at me?!” Song Ke cried loudly.

Song Zheng sharply retorted: “You are already a well-known laughingstock!”

He turned his head to Yin Rong: “Remove all those useless people around him! They can’t even manage such a grown person. What use are they!”

Yin Rong’s expression was calm. He bowed slightly: “Yes, I will issue the official order now.”

Hearing that his team was going to be replaced, Song Ke was so scared he couldn’t even cry.

These people were not just subordinates; they were strategists. If they were replaced, many things wouldn’t be able to proceed!

“Father King—”

“Get out! Don’t let me see you for a while!” Song Zheng left no room for negotiation. After speaking, he stood up and walked away.

“Father King, you can’t replace them! Father King!” Song Ke chased after him but was stopped by Yin Rong.

Yin Rong’s attitude was respectful: “Your Highness, you should return to school.”

Song Ke gritted his teeth and cursed: “What are you to dare to stop me?!”

Yin Rong’s expression remained unchanged: “I am His Majesty’s property.”

Song Ke choked.

This stubborn old man was impervious to reason, neither soft nor hard tactics worked. He was simply hateful!

After driving Song Ke away, Yin Rong walked into the King’s bedchamber.

The King, who had just been furious, was now calmly watering flowers.

“Gone?” Song Zheng tended to his precious orchids, asking casually.

“Gone,” Yin Rong walked and stopped five paces behind him. “Replacing the First Prince’s people opportunely is indeed feasible, but how should the new personnel be selected?”

Song Zheng didn’t rush to answer. He watered each flower, then put down the watering can before saying, “No rush. Just remove them for now and let the news leak out.”

As for whom to leak it to, Yin Rong understood without him saying.

“You are truly too contradictory,” Yin Rong’s gaze swept over the flowers and plants. “Even flowers and plants need careful nurturing to grow well, let alone people?”

Song Zheng looked at the orchids in front of him, falling silent. He didn’t answer him again.

---

When Song Yu woke up, it was already completely dark outside. He checked the time; they had slept for ten hours. A small lamp was on in the room. In the soft yellow glow, he could see Rong Shi’s sleeping face close by.

He lay on his side, propping his chin with his hand, staring at Rong Shi.

Rong Shi was the type who was stunning at first glance and became more handsome the more you looked. His physique was also well-proportioned, his muscles not exaggerated but full of explosive power.

He didn’t know if it was the ‘love filter’ at play, but he felt that his bunny was impeccable in both looks and combat skills. As long as he didn’t speak, he was perfect.

“Still not awake.” Song Yu’s hand restlessly touched Rong Shi’s dry lower lip. “If you don’t wake up soon, I’ll use you as a practice doll.”

The sleeping man showed no reaction.

Song Yu tentatively leaned in and gave him a light peck on the mouth.

Soft and plump, perfect texture.

The sleeping bunny was especially obedient, letting Song Yu do whatever he wanted.

Song Yu got carried away playing by himself, enthusiastically sticking his tongue in, wanting to try a more difficult practice.

But just halfway in, the practice doll suddenly moved.

“Having a lot of fun playing by yourself?”

Rong Shi rolled over, pinning down the restless little cat.

Caught red-handed, Song Yu didn’t feel guilty at all.

“You were just lying there, not moving. Might as well make good use of you.”

“Use?” Rong Shi raised an eyebrow, “How else do you plan to use me?”

Song Yu seriously considered: “Like Song Ke did to He Nian? Sounds quite thrilling.”

Rong Shi: “…………”