An Alpha Who Had No Sense of Romance

Chapter Eight

Spore.

His Mushroom Spore was gone.

Ye Nanxun returned to the lounge looking dejected. He had left in too much of a hurry, and only upon returning did he realize he had not even asked the other person's name.

The thought made Ye Nanxun feel even worse.

His pheromones were poisonous mushrooms laced with deadly toxins, and his Companion Beast, Mushroom Spore, was the same.

If he had not accidentally awakened Mushroom Spore as his Companion Beast as a child, poisoning one of the young alphas in his class who had provoked him into a coma, his family would never have moved to Dream Star.

"Mr. Ye, General Zhu and Teacher Jiang came looking for you just now. When they saw you weren't here, they asked me to give this to you."

Seeing Ye Nanxun sitting in the lounge, Aili breathed a sigh of relief. If she still could not find him, she would have had to ask the Imperial Palace guards for help.

"General Zhu and Teacher Jiang?" Ye Nanxun stood and walked toward Aili.

Aili held an exquisite silver business card. She handed it to Ye Nanxun. "It's Teacher Jiang Yuenian. He's a renowned musician in our galaxy."

The hollow ache in his chest from losing Mushroom Spore was quickly filled with warmth by the unexpected news.

Ye Nanxun accepted the card. Three words were printed on the elegant silver card: Jiang Yuenian.

With Jiang Yuenian's business card, Ye Nanxun could throw away all the cards he had tucked into his pocket earlier.

Jiang Yuenian was not only a young musician famous throughout the galaxy; he had another identity as well—General Zhu Yucheng's lover.

Of the four male leads in the original novel, one alpha was named Zhu Shixin.

The book's assessment of him was: reckless, simple-minded, proud, and sharp-tongued.

Ye Nanxun's assessment was: savage, rude, arrogant, and foul-mouthed.

That overbearing spoiled heir was like a mouse before a cat in front of Zhu Yucheng, the head of the Zhu Household.

He gripped the business card so tightly that the edges of his nails turned white.

"Thank you, Aili."

The chill from the wind and snow still lingered on him, yet Ye Nanxun felt as though his heart had been soaked in a warm spring, swollen with warmth.

Although a few accidents had happened at the banquet, he had never expected to catch Jiang Yuenian's attention.

There was no need to remain here any longer.

Before leaving, Ye Nanxun asked, "Aili, I saw a little yellow dog in the garden just now. Do you know who its owner is?"

Although Aili worked in the Imperial Palace, the area she was responsible for never brought her into contact with Yan Beiyou.

She shook her head. "A little yellow dog? It might belong to one of the guests. I haven't seen it in the Imperial Palace."

Ye Nanxun said, "If someone with a little yellow dog comes looking for me, please give him my contact information."

Aili smiled and nodded. Ye Nanxun had disappeared for a while just now, and now he was bringing up a little yellow dog.

He had probably met an alpha in the garden and fallen in love at first sight.

But Ye Nanxun was such a beautiful, gentle, noble, and elegant omega. How could an alpha possibly not take the initiative to leave his contact information?

Aili frowned inwardly. What an alpha with no sense of romance.

That particular alpha with no sense of romance fell silent after listening to Song Ren.

After a moment, Yan Beiyou spoke. "You mean that because my Companion Beast swallowed Mushroom Spore, my pheromones fused with that omega's pheromones and became this egg?"

"An omega?" Song Ren raised his brows.

He looked at Yan Beiyou, whose brow was faintly furrowed.

Then he looked at the white egg with black patterns, about the size of a goose egg... a Mushroom Dragon Egg?

Their Majesty either did nothing at all, or did something astonishing.

So what if he had never even held an omega's hand in over thirty years?

So what if he had never dated?

He had gone straight to the final step and even had a child now.

Song Ren suppressed the gossiping urge stirring in his heart and asked, "Your Majesty, what are your plans? If that omega is unmarried..."

He wanted to say, why not try dating each other?

The odds of pheromone fusion were so low they could be ignored. Yet an omega's pheromones had fused with Yan Beiyou's pheromones. In a way, this sudden connection could be described with the word "fate."

"I don't know his name," Yan Beiyou said.

He looked very young. Judging from his formal attire, he should have been one of those attending today's omega coming-of-age ceremony.

Only eighteen?

Too young.

Song Ren grumbled inwardly. So what if he did not know the name? If Yan Beiyou wanted to investigate someone who had been in the Imperial Palace, it would be as easy as turning his hand over.

Yan Beiyou showed little expression. "What will this egg become in the future?"

Song Ren answered honestly, "There's a certain chance it can hatch, but precedents for pheromone fusion are far too rare. I need to go back and look through the records."

Yan Beiyou held the faintly glowing Mushroom Dragon Egg in his palm. "You'll take it back?"

Song Ren shook his head repeatedly. "This is Your Majesty's..."

Egg.

After a pause, Song Ren continued, "It would be best to keep it by Your Majesty's side."

After Song Ren left, only one man and one egg remained in the study.

Yan Beiyou quietly watched the dragon egg beside him. His fingertip lightly touched the shell, and the egg seemed to sense it as it gave a small shudder. A gleam of light flowed across its white shell patterned in black.

At one of the Imperial Palace's side exits, Ye Nanxun turned back and bid Aili farewell.

He looked up at the solemn and magnificent Imperial Palace, unaware that his Mushroom Spore had already fused with someone else's pheromones and become a special egg.

"Xiaoxun!"

Seeing Ye Nanxun emerge, Chen Mingzhu and Ye Xiangsong, who had been waiting outside, waved to him from nearby.

"Mom, Dad—"

Ye Nanxun withdrew his gaze and ran toward his parents.

The moment he got into the car, the heater inside dispelled some of the chill from his body.

Chen Mingzhu smiled and raised a hand to brush the snowflakes from Ye Nanxun's shoulder. "Xiaoxun, did you enjoy the dance tonight?"

Thinking of Jiang Yuenian's business card in his pocket, Ye Nanxun smiled and nodded. "I did."

The family chatted all the way in the car. As they neared home, Chen Mingzhu suddenly teased, "Were the alphas at the dance handsome?"

Ye Nanxun parted his lips, and the image of the tall, straight figure beneath the garden streetlamp suddenly surfaced in his mind.

A high, straight nose, thin lips, and a handsome jaw.

He had not dared meet the man's eyes, so he had not seen his entire face.

He should have been an alpha, right?

He was so tall.

By the time they got home, it was already late. Ye Nanxun showered and changed into his pajamas.

He placed Jiang Yuenian's business card on his bedside table. Jiang Yuenian might already be resting at this hour, so Ye Nanxun planned to contact him tomorrow.

That night, Ye Nanxun had many strange dreams.

The little yellow dog that had accidentally eaten the spore, the tall and stern man beneath the streetlamp, and an egg sprouting mushrooms.

By the time he woke, he had forgotten most of the fragments from his dreams.