Why Not Me?

by Cullion, Writers in Crime Alpha (HarlequinFairy)

Summary:

Luo Binghe got a taste of what he could have had. Now he wants nothing more than to have his doubles “Happy Ending” and what better way than to make Shen Qingqiu give it to him. Except, well he didn’t know that the man he hated was an omega. More that he would smell this good.

Chapter 1

Luo Binghe sat in his throne, looking out over the milling masses of humans and demons under his command. Some of his doting wives at his sides speaking to him, but he didn't hear them or even know which ones where there.

His mind was occupied, thinking back to the other Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu. He ground his teeth before standing suddenly, causing one of his wives to squeak. He walked away without a word.

He moved through his palace, his domain and down into the underground. His feet moved without thought, his mind remembering how the other had been gentle, kind, doting. Why? Why?

He came to a door, it wasn't locked, there was no point, it wasn't as if the one inside could escape. He kept his Shen Qingqiu here, a living decoration. Sometimes he would have him brought to the hall, for amusement or as a reminder, but for the most part he was stored away.

He snapped his fingers and light illuminated the room. He looked upon the pathetic mess and tsked.

A single lifeless dark eye slowly opened but didn't even bother to try and focus on Luo Binghe. The once soft and luxurious black hair was oily and unkempt. Only the barest of needs were tended to, enough to keep the body alive.

“I had an interesting adventure.” Luo Binghe began, approaching the pot. “I managed to cross over into a different version of our world. Do you want to know what I found?” He squatted down in front of the human stick. A dark dead eye barely flickered any recognition, a broken soul trapped in a useless body.

“First I found another me. So much weaker, how could that be I had wondered. Then another you appeared.” Luo Binghe reached out a single finger, forcing Shen Qingqiu's chin up. The lifeless eye finally focused on him, but the fire that had once burned hatred against him was extinguished.

“He was different. So very different. I was injured and instead of mocking he tended to me. Took me back to the mountain and took care of me.” Luo Binghe rose and began to pace the room. “Washed my wounds, dressed me and put me in his bed. He laid beside me, held me and tried to soothe me.” He gave a dark chuckle. “How can the same person be so different in another world?” His eyes flickered to the unmoving form. “Even as I disrupted his sleep, come morning he was not angry, he did not complain. Then he sent me to the next room for fresh clothes. You know what I found?” He growled. “Do you know what I found Shen Qingqiu?” It was a demand for a response.

“What did you find?” The voice was weak and cracked from disuse.

“A little bedroom. Nice furniture, a soft bed. A closet with nice clothes and quality things. That Luo Binghe had been treated well, given a safe and clean place to sleep.” Luo Binghe fought the rage down, he had to finish, had to find the answer. “Then he brushed my hair, a Peak Lord, brushed my hair gently and lovingly.” He reached up to touch the braid he had left even after he returned. “I came to find out that in that world I never took wives. None of the women looked at me like they do here. I discovered instead, that their Luo Binghe was in love with Shen Qingqiu.”

Luo Binghe watched the faintest flicker of emotion cross the fallen peak lord's dirty face, but he couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

“Why couldn't you have been kind? Even if the other me was weaker he was still a Demon Lord, still had powerful minions. Why was that Shen Qingqiu so different from you? His Luo Binghe called him Shizun, and spoke it affectionately. Why couldn't you have given me even a fraction of that?” Luo Binghe found himself standing before the broken man. “What could we have had if you had been even a little nurturing?”

Shen Qingqiu looked up weakly, his face seeming to be trying to figure out what Luo Binghe wanted from him.

The demon lord reached down, cupping the dirty face. “What would it be like if Shizun loved me?” He had tried to say the word like the other had, but it didn't sound the same. He felt the grime on his hand, the smell of an unwashed body and he huffed.

“Perhaps we should try. Hmm? I could take care of Shizun, would Shizun like that? Would he be grateful? Would he smile at me? Pat my head like one would a good disciple? Oh yes, that would be difficult.” He hummed. “But I could make Shizun whole again. I could give you back what I have taken.” He looked at Shen Qingqiu looking for even a flicker of life, of hope. He realized the other probably assumed he was teasing him, taunting him. No, he would need action. He turned and walked out of the room.

He called for a servant, one appeared from in the shadows and followed their master. “Have Master Shen brought to my chambers. I want a bath drawn, spiritual fruits, and tell my wives, tell everyone, I will not be disturbed." The servant scurried away to do as they were told.

While everything was prepared Luo Binghe found himself staring out into the garden that surrounded his apartment, plans forming in his mind. He would make Shen Qingqiu love him, and make him desire him.

Once everything had been prepared Luo Binghe entered the apartment. He found everything he had commanded, not that he thought it would be otherwise.

Shen Qingqiu had his eyes closed, perhaps meditating for what good it would do him. The demon lord approached and with a tone he used with such wives as the Palace Mistress he spoke. “Let’s get Shizun cleaned up shall we?” He watched as a dark eye opened and turned towards him warily. Luo Binghe smiled and began to undress himself, amused when Shen Qingqiu looked away. So he wasn't completely broken, some part of the old Peak Lord was still left, good.

Once naked he lifted Shen Qingqiu from his vessel, feeling the atrophied muscles clench, as if preparing for an attack. He hadn't realized how bad the pot smelled, and wrinkled his nose. He would put it outside later.

He carried the limbless form to the basin and climbed in, settling them both into the warm and fragrant water. He didn't miss the nearly inaudible sigh from Shen Qingqiu, the tensed muscles of his chest and stomach relaxing, but the tension in his shoulders told Luo Binghe he was expecting something.

The demon lord had crossed his legs, forming a place for Shen Qingqiu's body to rest without sliding. Luo Binghe lifted a small vessel and scooped up some of the water. “Tip your head back.” He purred gently, but to Shen Qingqiu everything sounded like a threat, still he complied.

Luo Binghe poured the warm water over the oily hair, rinsing it multiple times, careful to keep the water from running into Shen Qingqiu's eye. Then he applied soap and began to wash the neglected locks, rinsing and washing again before applying oils.

Once the hair was cleaned Luo Binghe reached for a piece of fruit from the small table. He brought it to Shen Qingqiu's lips, the head subtly turning away in rejection.

“Shizun, I thought we were having a nice time. Please have a bite.” Even as much as Luo Binghe tried, the slight threatening edge still remained.

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath before taking the piece of fruit. The fallen lord would never admit it but he was grateful for it, even if he didn't need to eat, his mouth and throat were parched and the sweet juice was soothing. The sweetness was pleasant, something good in his bleak world. He was deluded to think this wasn't a ploy, a trick, there would be a cost but he could do nothing about it.

Luo Binghe gave a pleased purr before lifting a cloth and beginning to scrub the Jade white skin clean. “You were always so beautiful, skin so pure like fresh snow.” He leaned down to playfully nuzzle at Shen Qingqiu's ear, causing the other man to shiver, perhaps out of fear or revulsion.

He wouldn’t lie, the edge of fear did excite the demon lord, and his body stirred a little. He continued cleaning the withered form, unused muscles, and little spiritual energy in the chamber he had been kept in was barely enough to survive. “You were so strong, powerful and lithe.”

“Stop teasing and do what you are going to do.” It seemed the fruit had given Shen Qingqiu a little bit of his fire back.

“Oh but Shizun, this is what I plan to do.” Luo Binghe continued washing the helpless form.

“Liar.” The voice was small, a tinge of fear.

“Hmm? Oh, are you worried about my heavenly pillar? Don't worry Shizun, I'm not going to dual-cultivate with you, not right now at least." There was a dark humor in the voice, even as the aforementioned pillar pressed, half aroused, against Shen Qingqiu's back.

Luo Binghe picked up another piece of fruit and brought it to Shen Qingqiu's lips. The other took the fruit, so as not to risk aggravating Luo Binghe.

After a while of soaking, Luo Binghe lifted up Shen Qingqiu cradling him almost like a baby. He stood and stepped out of the basin, the water dripping down off them both. He sat down on a stool and lifted a towel and began to dry off Shen Qingqiu, the limbless man turning his head away so as not to look at Luo Binghe.

Once satisfied he wrapped a fresh towel around the naked body and stood to carry him to a plush couch. “Now Shizun, don't move around too much, don't want you to fall.” He teased before going to dry himself off and dress.

Shen Qingqiu wanted to feel ashamed, but he had lost the ability some time ago. Yes he was wrapped like a swaddled infant, but it was better than naked, and he was clean and warm. The couch was comfortable, a reprieve to his chronically sore hips. He would take what relief he could, knowing the beast would grow tired of this game and things would go back to what they had been.

Against his better judgment, Shen Qingqiu let himself relax into the plush couch. His body was covered in sores and bruises from being in the pot for so long, the softness allowed him to not hurt for the first time in a long time.

Luo Binghe returned, dressed in only an under robe carrying a second robe along with a jar. “Now, let us see what we can do for those wicked sores.” Red eyes glinted looking over Shen Qingqiu, as if he wasn't the source of all the peak lord's woes.

He unwrapped the towel before opening the jar and beginning to apply a fragrant salve to the open wounds, his hands weren't delicate, not a healer's touch, though he wasn't trying to be rough.

Shen Qingqiu wanted to reach out, to grab that offending hand that was now once more touching his nude form and push it away. But he couldn’t. He lacked legs of any substance and his arms were merely stumps. Broken. He was broken. Closing his eyes he looked away not wanting to see who the hands that touched him belonged to.

The salve was applied liberally before the demon lord put the lid back on the jar and set it aside. “Now let us make Shizun more presentable.” Luo Binghe took the inner robe and dressed the limbless form. He hummed thoughtfully. “Have to have a servant shorten the sleeves till we can remedy that.” He mused as he tied the sash around the robe before rising once again and going to a dressing table. He returned a few moments later with a comb and brush along silk ribbons.

Shen Qingqiu sat there, staring daggers at Binghe. Bathed, warm and somewhat clothed. As clothed as he could be. He managed to not growl but couldn’t hold back the bite as he spoke. “You can’t even tend your own hair. How would this master trust you to tend mine?”

This caused Luo Binghe to smirk, a bath and some food and the fire was already returning to Shen Qinqiu. “Shizun will have to make sure this disciple does better from now on. This disciple wants to please Shizun.” It wasn’t as if Shen Qingqiu could fight him much, so he began at the bottom and began to comb out the long dark hair. At one point he brought a strand to his lips.

What could the peak lord really do at this point? Remaining still he let the boy brush his hair. When he noticed Binghe kissing them he scoffed. “Disgusting. I’m no wife of yours.” He tried to make himself comfortable but it was difficult with the excess of sleeves weighing down what little was left of his arms. Shen Qingqiu was quickly tiring himself out.

A dark chuckle came from Luo Binghe. “You aren’t my wife yet, I will win Shizun over.” He continued combing and brushing the long tresses, working through the knots till it was smooth and shiny. He then began to tie it up the way the peak lord had always worn it, though he had no hair ornaments for him.

When he was done the Demon Lord looked over his work, a smile that seemed almost fond on his lips. “Would Shizun like some tea or some more fruit? We will have to build up your strength, I imagine such mending will take significant energy from Shizun. This disciple will have to tend to his Master Shen, since I am the one responsible.”

Shen Qingqui couldn’t stop the feeling of disgust that washed over him. How could this boy really think that he could be won over, to be made a wife? The peak lord sneered but remained quiet. Tea… he was offered tea. How long had it been since he had had tea. “Offering this master tea, what game are you playing at? Is it poisoned?”

“This disciple would not poison Shizun. This disciple wants to be better, take care of his beloved Shizun.” Luo Binghe stood and went to the table beside the tub and brought over the tray. The tea pot only had one cup, he didn’t fault the servants for such a mistake, he would correct it.

He poured the tea making sure it was ideal temp and held it up to Shen Qingqiu’s lips with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes fully.

Shen Qingqiu secretly hoped it would be poisoned. So he sipped it. It of course wasn’t poisoned much to his disappointment but at least he could taste tea again, and after so long without he was elated with the firing of his taste buds. It soothed his throat and helped him relax. Not that he wanted to relax.

This pleased Luo Binghe, once Shen Qingqiu stopped sipping he lowered the cup. “If Shizun is satisfied, this disciple can take him to rest while this disciple summons someone to assist in planning how this disciple will heal his Shizun.”

“And where does Binghe plan to have this master rest?” He asked starting to play along a little just to keep himself in somewhat comfort.

“This disciple would give Shizun the best place he has.” Luo Binghe purred, setting down the tea cup and picking up Shen Qinqiu and carrying him to his large plush bed. He set him gently down, resting his head on the feather stuffed pillow. He pushed a stray lock of hair out of Shen Qinqiu’s face before pulling up the light summer blanket over his body.

Shen Qingqiu didn’t want to ask who’s bed this was. He knew he wouldn’t like the answer. There was no way that Binghe would really give the peak lord a bed to himself. With a sigh he rolled over, his back facing Binghe now.

“This master thanks you for your hospitality, but now it is time for this master to sleep.” even as he said this Shen Qingqiu was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

Luo Binghe closed the curtain with a smirk before turning away to go and find the information and resources he would need to achieve making Shen Qingqiu whole again.

Chapter 2

It was after dark when the Emperor returned, a servant trailing behind with a tray. The servant set it down, and quickly exited.

Luo Binghe went to the bed, and opened the curtains, sitting down softly. He sat watching Shen Qingqiu in the soft candle light, admiring his sleeping features.

Shen Qingqiu groaned a little as the curtain was opened. Somehow he had managed to get actual sleep despite knowing the true danger he was in. With a sigh he opened his eyes and looked back to Luo Binghe. “What does Binghe require of this master?”

“This disciple begs forgiveness for waking the Master.” He smiled. “I brought dinner if the Master is interested. It was prepared with ingredients to help Master regain his strength and qi.” He looked down at Shen Qingqiu with a strange look of adoration, as if admiring something beautiful.

Shen Qingqiu frowned and tried to sit up but his sleeves made all movement laboriously more difficult than if needed to be. He growled in frustration and just rolled back over. “This master isn’t hungry.” He said stubbornly,

“This disciple also brought you a new robe with the sleeves much shorter so Master does not have to struggle as much. I have more being prepared.” Luo Binghe purred hoping this may entice Shen Qingqiu. Of course he could easily just pick him up and carry him, but he was enjoying this back and forth game.

Shen Qingqiu however was not enjoying the game. But it was a game he had to play if he wanted to not be put back in the pot again. With a sigh he just nodded. “Will Binghe help this master get up and changed.” He shifted to look at him with his one good eye.

“It would honor this disciple to do so.” Luo Binghe smiled, leaning over to slide one arm under Shen Qingqiu's back to aid him in sitting. He then undid the sash and slipped the robe off, before sliding the new one on, the sleeves cut to just above where the stumps of his arm were. He tied the sash once again before using his fingers to adjust Shen Qingqiu's hair. “How is that Shizun?”

Shen Qingqiu looked at his arms with a frown. Of course he would make it so he still would have to see the stump. The beast was mocking him. But now was not the time to dwell on it. He had to play along. Play along and get comfort for as long as he could. “The sleeves could be a little longer. This master thinks his arms might get chilled at the end.”

“This disciple asks forgiveness and will have this fixed on his next garments. This disciple will do better. Is the Master still not hungry?” Luo Binghe smiled dutifully.

Shen Qingqiu eyed the food. He didn’t want to have to be fed by Luo Binghe. It was embarrassing and not proper for a man of his age. But… well he lacked arms with which to feed himself. Being without legs he could handle. There were special chairs for such individuals. But to lack arms. Without arms he was useless.

“This master fears that eating now would only churn his stomach and does not wish to be sick on the soft bed Binghe had so graciously provided.”

“The Master has such wisdom and foresight. This disciple will acquiesce, but begs the master to allow this disciple to feed him in the morning.” Luo Binghe nodded. “I must also burden the Master with the knowledge that this disciple did not think ahead, and as such the master will be forced to share the bed with this lowly disciple.” Not that the bed was not large enough to hold 5 grown humans, Shen Qingqiu could easily take up a corner far from Luo Binghe.

Shen Qingqiu thought he had a victory for a moment. But then the ball dropped and the peak lord frowned. Of course. He knew there was no way he would get to sleep in this bed alone. So he took a deep breath and nodded.

“This master is appreciative of Binghe giving up a part of his bed but does not wish to impose. I can sleep on the couch you set me on earlier.”

“Shizun is not imposing, he is deserving of the great comfort of this bed. This disciple will sleep on the other side, so that the master will not be disturbed.” Laying on the other side, even if Luo Binghe reached out he would not be able to touch Shen Qingqiu on this side.

Shen Qingqiu was starting to hate the way he kept calling him Shizun. It felt like a threat. A threat he wasn’t willing to try. “This master again thanks you for his gracious hospitality. He will sleep in the bed this night but tomorrow Binghe must allow this master to sleep on the couch if another bed is not possible.”

“This disciple will be diligent in finding the Master proper sleeping arrangements.” Luo Binghe held back his annoyance at wanting to be close to Shen Qingqiu, he had to earn Shizun's trust and affection, then he would hold him like the other had. He wondered how furious Shen Qingqiu would be if he attempted to cuddle him this evening.

Shen Qingqiu took this as another win. He let out a breath of relief, one he had not known he’d been holding. “This master thanks Binghe once more. Would Binghe happen to have more tea?” He didn’t want to be fed but being able to get drinks again would be nice.

“This disciple brought tea along with the meal, shall I bring it here or would the Master prefer to be moved to the couch?” Luo Binghe looked curiously, waiting for Shen Qingqiu's response.

Shen Qingqiu thought for a moment and how he wanted to at least appear to be not weak. Drinking in bed is what sick people did. “The couch would be fine.”

“As the master requests.” Luo Binghe stood and lifted Shen Qinqiu carefully off the bed and carried him to the couch setting him so he was supported. He then sat beside him and poured the tea into two cups. He took one and sipped it, checking the flavor and temperature before lifting the other to Shen Qinqiu’s lips. “I have a demon and a human healer who wish to meet with the Master and examine him so they can make a proper plan for restoring him.” Luo Binghe purred.

Shen Qingqiu sipped at the tea when it was held to his lips, letting the flavor and warmth fill him. He considered what the other said. This still felt like some ploy, some plot the beast was scheming. Just play along. Give the demon what he wants and stay alive a little longer.

“When do they want to meet this master?” He asked after the cup was pulled away.

“This disciple told them I would see how the Master was feeling in the morning.” Luo Binghe hummed. “Would the Master like more tea?”

“Yes.” He said in response accepting the tea when it was brought to his lips and letting himself relax just a little more. The warmth of it would make it easier to sleep even with the knowledge that he was sharing a bed with the beast.

When the cup was empty once again Luo Binghe set it down. “Does the Master have any matters he needs to tend to before this disciple helps him back to Bed?”

Shen Qingqiu didn’t like the idea of Binghe helping him with more personal matters. “Surely a servant can assist this master. Binghe should not demean himself.”

“This is penance for this disciple's actions, to serve his Shizun in all matters. It is also the servants who failed to take proper care of the Master. If one of your sores had become badly infected because of their negligence, and Shizun had succumbed to such, how would this disciple be able to strive to seek his master's forgiveness.” Luo Binghe would not admit he felt a possessiveness, yes he should let servants tend many things about Shen Qingqiu, but right now he didn't want their hands near him.

Shen Qingqiu didn’t really feel like arguing. “Just take me to a chamber pot…” he finally said, a blush of embarrassment filled his face. Why did he have to still have bodily functions.

The demon lord gently lifted the blushing peak lord up and carried him to the small side chamber.

Luo Binghe had predicted such, and had had a small stool with a back rest brought in that was just taller than the chamber pot. He gently set him down on the stool, and moved the robes out of the way before turning his back to allow Shen Qingqiu a modicum of privacy.

It took a moment, a long embarrassing moment before Shen Qingqiu was finally able to take care of his needs. Then there was silence as he debated how to say he was done. This whole thing was embarrassing. He almost wanted to just go back into the pickle jar.

“May this disciple turn around so he may assist Shizun to bed?” Luo Binghe spoke, an edge of mirth in his tone.

Shen Qingqiu growled at that tone. “Binghe does not need to Mock this master so cruelly.” He snapped.

“Forgive this foolish disciple.” Luo Binghe turned and adjusted the robes before lifting Shen Qingqiu up. He cradled him like one might a small child, the look in his red eyes could almost be mistaken for fondness, not the possessiveness the demon lord was feeling. “Will Shizun be warm enough? This disciple would be honored to hold Shizun and keep him warm.” The tone didn't have the mirth or mockery of before, this was soft, almost like a small child pleading.

Shen Qingqiu frowned. He didn’t like being cradled like a child. And it genuinely felt like he was a child in this. But with a sigh he settled. “No. This master suspects the blankets and my robes will be adequate.” He wasn’t about to just give Binghe permission to sleep slow close to him. But being a beast he was sure it would happen anyways.

There was the sound of a sigh as Luo Binghe carried Shen Qingqiu to the bed. He laid him down gently as he had done earlier, pulling the summer quilt up and over his torso. “Good Night Shizun.” He spoke before closing the curtain on that side of the bed.

He then went and stripped down to his under robe before slipping into the other side of the massive bed. A wave of his hand and all the candles extinguished plunging the room into darkness, save for the faint glow of his mark.

Shen Qingqiu remained quiet were he was laying down. Staring up at the ceiling and wanting to just sleep but sleep wasn’t finding him. The red glow was just a bit too bright for his liking. He rolled away to turn his back to the demon and closed his eyes trying to just sleep.

Luo Binghe stared into the darkness between them, he felt the other was a continent away. He wanted to reach out, to pull the broken body against him, to make him understand, to make him want him. This only made the mark brighter and eventually out of frustration the demon lord rolled to the other side. “Why not me...why... why couldn't I have that Shizun?”

Shen Qingqiu finally fell asleep near the middle of the night. His body was just too tired to let his mind keep him from sleep. So he slept and slept hard. It was almost as if he had died once he finally managed to fall asleep again.

Shen Qingqiu was back on the mountain, everything was as it should be. He was himself, whole, his clothes pristine. The bamboo house was just ahead of him, voices coming from within. Then two of his disciples stepped out, Ming Fan and Ning Yingyingg. The airhead disciple, one of the beast's many wives, was scolding Ming Fan. They walked right past Shen Qinqiu as if he were not even there. A loud voice echoed from inside Bamboo House.

Shen Qingqiu walked up to the house. This place was not really familiar to him. Not in his lifetime. He was not a good person in his lifetime and had never brought Binghe to this place. But he walked up to the house and peered inside. This wouldn’t be his first run around in dreams. With Binghe so close he was half expecting it.

He came upon a scene of three men, well two men and one beast. Luo Binghe half sat up on the bed, someone... it looked like Shen Qingqiu was between the beast and another man. The two men were arguing about Luo Binghe and his presence on the mountain, it seemed the other Shen Qingqiu was defending the demon.

After a back and forth where this other Shen Qingqiu had asserted his authority, the other man left. A name was spoken by the beast, more a question. “Liu Qingge.”

Shen Qingqiu sneered. He knew the name. Had left him to die of qi deviation in that cave long ago. Yet here he was still alive. Not only alive but alive and well. He just rolled his eyes at the sight. How could this other him be so…nice?

The dream Shen Qinqiu was now fussing over the demon, speaking kind and soothing words. He settled the beast into the bed, before changing and climbing in to cuddle up next to the beast, holding him and speaking gentle words. Once the dream peak lord had started to dose off, the demon began to play with the soft black hair.

Shen Qingqiu didn’t like the way the young man was doing this. Trying to use this dream to soften him to what his other self had become by this point. He crossed his arms, still watching, pitying the site before him.

Darkness fell around and when the light returned he was still in bamboo house, the demon coming from the side room wearing fresh clothes. The beast was teasing the dream Peak Lord, and the man was taking it with good humor. Dream Shen Qinqiu made Luo Binghe sit before him and began to brush his hair, even putting a braid in it, the braid the Demon Lord still had in the waking world.

Shen Qingqiu had seen that braid. He thought it childish when he’d seen it. Clearly this man was more eager to bow and please a beast. But not him. It didn’t matter what he saw, this man was still just a monster… a demon.

This time the light was blindingly bright, when it cleared Shen Qingqiu was standing next to the dream him, the weaker version looking startled at the pose the beast was holding on the bed.

In a flash suddenly the beast was showing his true colors, he was on the other Peak Lord soon he had the man in his lap and they were kissing, the peak lord's legs spread like a whore ready to be mounted. The scene continued, becoming more intense, soon the beast was devouring the smooth jade skin of the helpless Shen Qingqiu, hands pushing off clothes, stripping the man naked.

Shen Qingqiu watched in horror as his double was debauched in front of him he couldn’t watch this. Turning he tried to leave the bamboo hut. He couldn’t handle the scene before him. It was one thing to watch his other self being kind. But this was too much.

When the door to the hut was opened it was as if he was simply walking back into the room. It led to nowhere the demon lord not wanting to let the other leave. Soon there were sounds, wet and lewd. The demon's name said in a tone suited to a whorehouse, not spoken by a Peak Lord.

Shen Qingqiu tried again, and again and each time he was face to face with the sight of himself being violated. So now he was trying to wake up. Pinching himself closing his eyes. Finally he couldn’t take it. “Binghe! Stop this now! This is now how you treat this master!” He yelled into the room.

The scene slowed, the noise becoming distorted, the colors fading till it was nothing but darkness. “How should I treat you Shizun?” The deep sultry voice came from behind.

The voice behind him of course had an affect after that vulgar display. “A disciple should do as his Shizun says. And I said stop this now Luo Binghe.” His voice was shaky with arousal. An arousal he wanted to not allow.

“And this disciple has stopped.” An arm appeared from the darkness, snaking around his slim waist, the voice close to his ear.

“You have not! Let this master wake up. Leave his dreams be.” Shen Qingqiu countered trying to get away from the other.

“But these are my dreams Shizun, you came to my dreams.” The arm didn’t move, but nothing else touched Shen Qingqiu. “Did my master not like what he saw in this beast's dreams?”

“Young Binghe is spinning a fantasy. This master, even one so kind as my double would never allow such actions. I would sooner bite my tongue than let you touch me like that” Shen Qingqiu snapped and tried to pull away again.

“Pity I did not bring back the evidence, ballads and poems written of this noble and elegant Peak Lord and his Disciple. Prove to Shizun it is possible.” The arm didn't let go. “Would it be so bad? To let this disciple worship his master, to please him.”

Shen Qingqiu growled. “That is not worship, that is an abomination. Let go of this master now Luo Binghe.” He was afraid. Being so close to Binghe meant that soon he would smell him. He needed to get away before Binghe could smell that he was an omega. Was his double also an omega? Maybe the beast already knew and knew it he kept pressing that eventually instinct wouldn’t let him say no, or that he would go into heat eventually.

“We shall see how my master feels when he wakes up.” The voice purred, and everything was gone, the dream ended.

Chapter 3

Shen Qingqiu woke up and quickly moved to try to sit up, his body still weak and lacking the core strength to do so. In addition he unfortunately woke up aroused. Growling he tried to role over so he could push himself up on what little bit of legs he had left. He had to get away had to rub or something… anything. As he rolled over his arousal rubbed against the bed and he let out a frustrated grunt.

“Does Shizun need this disciple's help?” The rumbling voice came from across the bed, still a good distance away, the beast had not come closer yet.

“This master is fine.” He growled in warning before trying to get himself up into a seating position. The movement creating friction on the aroused member making it harder and making the peak lord more and more embarrassed at the whole situation.

“Shizun does not sound fine.” There was a rustling of fabric. “This disciple can help. He wants to help. These hands can take care of Shizun.” That lilt was back in his voice, that air of seduction.

“This master does not wish that sort of help.” He said these words even as his voice wavered. It had been so long since the omega had visited a brothel to pleasure himself during a heat. Now he had no way to do anything about it it if his heats came back and what’s worse, he feared now that Binghe might be an alpha what with the way he was reacting to that voice alone,

The fabric rustled again, closer. “Shizun shouldn't punish himself. This disciple will only use his hand, nothing more. Do not wish my master to be pent up and frustrated.”

Shen Qingqiu buried his face in the bed. He can’t believe he’s even considering this. He groaned and turned his face to see how close the demon had gotten. “Binghe isn’t going to let this go is he?” The peak lord grumbled.

“I've made my master suffer so much, this disciple doesn't want him to suffer more for this beast's actions.” Luo Binghe purred, he was close enough he could reach out and pull Shen Qingqiu to him, but he hadn't.

Shen Qingqiu sighed. It wasn’t like he could do anything to stop the beast anyways. “Fine. Do what you want.” He said this without even thinking.

Luo Binghe didn't pounce like a ravenous beast, instead he slid up beside Shen Qingqiu, laying on his side he pulled the limbless form against him back to chest. He still was clothed as was Shen Qingqiu. A hand slid into the robe and found the Peak Lord's cock, large strong hands wrapping around and beginning to stroke with a well practiced ease. “Master Shen smells so good, even better than yesterday.” He purred.

In a way the filth he had been in before had been a blessing. It hid his scent. This was a bad idea. Now he was being held and couldn’t get away. His arousal increased as a hand gripped his cock and with it so did his scent. His omega scent coming back to life after a lack of attention and care for so long. He bit back a moan, not wanting the other to know that this was having and affect.

Luo Binghe pressed his nose into the crook of Shen Qinqiu’s neck, inhaling deep as his hand continued stroking. “I never noticed how good Master Shen smells. Have you always been this alluring?” It was obvious that Luo Binghe was also aroused but he kept his own hips still, keeping his promise to only use his hand, as much as he wanted to grind against the other.

Shen Qingqiu was too focused on keeping his moans quiet. He needed to not let the other hear him. But it was getting harder to do so. And the questions. The beast couldn’t be that dense. Even Binghe could smell that the demon was an alpha now that he was close. “Binghe must be playing the fool. Or was just too young to notice before he became a demon.”

“And what am I the fool of now? Shizun wouldn't let me near him before, unless it was to punish me. What did my youthfulness miss?” He gave a soft moan, the smell intoxicating, more than anything he had smelled before.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t stop the moan that escaped him. He was getting close. “Has Binghe not realized what he is? Had no one taught Binghe his second nature? Non of your wives have pointed it out to you.”

“Mmm. This disciple is an alpha, but he is happy to have Shizun teach him more.” It was hard to keep still, he began to roll his hips, small short motions, layers of fabric still between them as his hand increased its speed on Shen Qingqiu's cock.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t believe it. “Has Binghe not had an omega in a single one of his wives.” The peak lord was so dumbfounded his self preservation was left behind in his need to understand how Binghe could be this clueless.

“Mmm. I think a few are.” The nose buried deep in his neck, inhaling the other’s scent like it was oxygen. “Forgive this disciple for being a beast who can't control himself.” He said as he began to grind against Shen Qingqiu's lower back, unable to hold back any longer, even as his hand continued stroking the peak lord.

Shen Qingqiu moaned and rolled his hips. He couldn’t deny that the cock against his back only aroused him further. His own cock now dripping over the hand stroking him. His mind started to cloud with desire.

That sound of Shen Qinqiu’s moan only spurred the demon on. Luo Binghe's free arm wrapped around Shen Qinqiu’s torso, keeping the other pressed against him as he continued to rut against him. “Shizun~” This time the word didn't sound like a threat or a jest, this time it was full of need and desire, base and primal.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t deny how he felt at this very moment. The desire from the alpha’s scent aroused him and was causing him to slick up. The sweet scent leaking from him with every movement of the cock behind him. But he’d rather release moans than say something he would later regret.

Luo Binghe was panting into the soft smooth flesh of Shen Qinqiu’s neck. “Shizun, what are you doing to me? No one should smell this perfect. I want you... I need you.” The arm around his grew tighter as he continued to rut.

Shen Qingqiu just moaned. He tilted his head to the side his mind fogged and not thinking clearly as the alpha pheromones filled his senses. “Just… just do what you want,” he panted out barely coherent.

“But Shizun.... mmm... need to take care of Shizun...” Luo Binghe whimpered. “Need to please Shizun....” He began to kiss at the smooth exposed skin, tongue licking tasting him. “Shizun is so good...”

Shen Qingqiu finally felt himself climax but it was a disappointment of a feeling. So close to an alpha and not filled. His body ached and craved more. It started to release a scent to attract Luo Binghe, to try and make him desire the omega. Of course Shen Qingqiu didn’t know that’s what his body was doing.

That smell, that perfume like nothing he ever smelled. “Forgive me Shizun, I am liar. I cant resist, I can't stop. I need you, need to be inside you.” The kissed were fervent against the soft skin as the hand that had brought Shen Qingqiu to climax moved to push the fabrics away from their bodies. The rough hands found the Peak Lord's ass and trailed through the slick. “Shizun is wet.... is he wet for me? Does Shizun want me?” He tested the slick hole, one finger pressing inside.

“Binghe…. Stop playing the fool. You know this master is an omega. You knew that and knew that an omega can’t resist you.” He moaned as the finger pressed in. His body easily taking it in.

“Binghe does not know this. He never thought his master was an omega. So strong and proud.” A second finger joined the first. “I swear I did not know....”

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t think straight. His body was controlling him now. This wasn’t good. But it was good. His body was going to be filled. The alpha wanted to fill him. “Binghe should just take what Binghe wants. This master will not fight him.”

A third finger slid in. “I want Shizun to feel good, and I want him to enjoy what this disciple can give.” He knew his size, even in this intoxicated state he knew he could hurt someone if he was not careful, he had more than once before. He spread the three fingers, spreading the slick entrance open.

Shen Qingqiu just arched his back at the feeling. It felt good. No matter what it would feel good. “Then do what Binghe wants. This master already feels good.” He said honestly, he wouldn’t be happy about this later, but right now his body wanted this.

Luo Binghe kissed Shen Qingqiu's neck, occasionally nibbling pale soft skin. His finger withdrew so he could push away the fabric holding back his rock hard cock. He shifted Shen Qingqiu up, so his ass was in line with the thick tip of the Demon Alpha’s cock. He then began to push into him, a deep rumbling moan reverberating as he felt the hot wet passage envelope him.

Shen Qingqiu has made a fatal mistake. The cock now entering him… this was more than just an alpha cock. This was the cock of a dominant alpha. He gasped and wiggled. “Binghe! Th…this master fears you will not fit!”

“Shhh Shizun. Many say that. I will be gentle, your body will adjust.” Gentle wasn't the right word, slow perhaps, but there was no way to be gentle truly. He pressed further in, loving the way the other's body squeezed him. “Shizun is so beautiful, his smell brings this beast low, a slave to him.”

Shen Qingqiu grunted at the feeling of being stretched so far. It was almost painful, certainly uncomfortable to say the least. But he was fitting. The omega peak lord tried to breath and relax but was having a hard time of managing this.

The hand that was wrapped around Shen Qinqiu’s torso moved, resting on the omega's stomach. He was barely half way in, and he pulled back a little, making small shallow thrusts to encourage the wet passage to relax around him. Shen Qingqiu couldn’t do much more but lay there on the bed and let Binghe have this. His body did eventually start to relax and take on more of the large cock impaling him. He moaned lowly after a bit, starting to enjoy this.

Finally the beast was fully seated inside the Peak Lord. He rubbed his hand over the bulge in the omega’s stomach. “You feel so good, Shizun.” He let the other's body adjust for another minute before he began to move. He began to moan and grunt as he fucked his master. He felt so good, no wonder the weaker version of himself had desired his Shizun.

Shen Qingqiu was soon a drooling moaning mess beneath the alpha. His body having adapted and was now taking the large cock beautifully. If he’d had hands he would be gripping the sheets tightly in pleasure. Instead he was just a cock sleeve for the alpha.

Luo Binghe held the omega tightly to him as he continued to thrust in and out. The hand that had stroked him to completion earlier found its way back to the Peak Lord's cock, not allowing him to be forgotten. “No one has felt as good as Shizun.” The demon moaned. “Their scent can't compare. This disciple is starting to think Shizun is my true wife, my empress.”

Shen Qingqiu moaned and tensed up the stubs of his legs as his cock was taken in hand again. He was starting to become overwhelmed with pleasure. “Just an omega. A nobody. This master is not an emperess. That would mean this one must be Binghe’s wife.” He moaned under the other

“You are not a nobody to me.” Luo Binghe purred as he continued, his pace picking up. “Grant this one the honor of kissing Shizun.” The demon begged.

Shen Qingqiu just rolled his eyes. “This master already said Binghe should do what he wants.”

“Shizun keeps his head turned. My hands are occupied. I can only kiss what Shizun grants me.” Luo Binghe whined as his pace continued to increase chasing his orgasm, wanting to fill Shizun with his seed, mark him.

The peak lord turned his head to allow the Binghe to kiss him. And he kissed back for a moment before pulling away again. Something in the back of his mind reminding him this was still a beast that we using him for his own pleasure and even the act of kissing was an act of submission he didn’t want to grant.

When he pulled away Luo Binghe went back to burying his nose in his neck, nuzzling and kissing the creamy jade skin. He could feel he was starting to climb, usually he could go for an hour or more between climaxes, but something about Shen Qingqiu stripped all that control and endurance from him. His body just wanted to fill him, breed his beautiful Shizun.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t hold back, not that he had any real desire to. His body dipped once more, staining the robes he was wearing with white cum as he felt himself being thrust in and out of. He wondered briefly if the alpha would be able to knot him but pushed the thought away. Bring knotted might kill him at this point

The way the warm tight passage milked his cock quickly brought the demon alpha over the edge, spilling his seed into Shen Qingqiu. It wasn't often that Luo Binghe knotted, but this time he felt that swelling, the pressure around the base of his cock. When he realized it, it was too late to pull out. “Forgive me Shizun...” He spoke softly into the warm skin his face was still buried me.

Shen Qingqiu gasped and squirmed and tried to get away from the swelling mass. A pained grunt coming from him as he was locked in. He knew if he was knotted the. The cock was in his womb. Shit.

“Hurts!! Binghe!” He grunted out feeling the pain of the stretch and the fullness.

“I'm sorry Shizun... I don't usually...” He was sounding like an inexperienced young man, not the Demon Lord with too many wives. He closed his eyes and began to try and meditate, to will his body to let go, to reduce the swelling, he had never done it before, he had always relished when his wife was trapped on his cock, but not now not with Shizun.

The peak lord stopped moving after a moment. He also tried to relax. “Binghe… lay back. It might hurt less.” He didn’t want to be laying on top of the demon but he had read it could sometime ease the pain of knotting.

Luo Binghe did as he was told, bracing his hands on Shen Qingqiu’s hips to keep him steady as he rolled onto his back. His hands offered support to his Shizun in this position. “How is that?”

“Better. Just don’t move too much.” Shen Qingqiu said softly as his body accepted the cock inside him. It was still too full and pushing things out of place but now it was at least tolerable. He rested his head on the other’s chest and let himself relax. Or at least appear like he was relaxed.

“This disciple swears he did not know Shizun was an omega. He would never have suggested assisting Shizun in such a way.” He had the urge to run his hands over Shen Qingqiu’s body, but he refrained, keeping them in place to support him. “No one has ever affected me so intensely."

Shen Qingqiu sighed. “This master does not know why. But this will not happen again. Is that understood Binghe? This master is not your wife.” He said sternly, hopefully brokering no arguments.

Shen Qingqiu could not see the dark flicker in Luo Binghe's eyes. The dark possessiveness that had only grown stronger, he would have Shen Qingqiu. “As the Master says.” He would find a way to make Shizun want to be with him.

“Good. It’s good to listen to master.” He sighed and once again relaxed. “This master will need another bath after you are able to come out of him. And if you still wish for me to see the healers then this master is willing to do so after something to eat.”

“Does the Master not wish to see the healers? This disciple assumed his master would want to move forward on his body being restored as quickly as possible.” He could feel the swelling starting to subside and honestly he was a little disappointed, he wanted to keep his Shizun close to him.

“Did Binghe not just hear his master? I said I would see them.” He thumbed the demon with his arm. “Pay attention when this master speaks.”

“Forgive this one. I misunderstood, it seemed the master was only seeing them because Binghe wanted him too.” The demon couldn't help himself and leaned his head to nuzzle into the long black locks.

Shen Qingqiu found himself falling in and out of sleep while he waited for the knot to go down. Somehow he felt relaxed enough to actually sleep on the demon. Though it could also just be he was still tired and anything was better than the pot.

The demon lord felt his cock finally soften enough he could gently pull free from Shen Qingqiu. He realized his master was asleep and gingerly moved him onto the side of the bed he had slept on, away from the mess.

He climbed off the bed from the other side and straightened his own under robe enough to open the door to his apartment. An attendant was waiting as expected and he gave orders for breakfast and a bath, also for a message to be sent to the tailor for the sleeves of Master Shen's robes to be lengthened two blade widths. The attendant bowed and quickly departed to do as instructed.

Chapter 4

The demon lord sat down on the couch and stared at the bed, curtains drawn around the sleeping form.  Yes, a number of his wives were omegas, he knew what they were, he had gone through many of their heats with them. 

 

Also a number of them had been with child, and all had been lost, a fact that was kept very quiet and only known by a small select few.  After the first 3 losses it had become practice to not speak of such publicly, for fear his wives were being targeted.  Even this, and every other precaution had yielded no results, all of them miscarrying at various stages, one of his wives, a lesser known and lower status human, had died from complications. 

 

Could he risk Shen Qingqiu becoming with child? His body was weak as it were, and that would put further stress on him. Yet at the same time, what if the Peak Lord was the one who could finally bring a child to term? 

 

Shen Qingqiu woke up again after some time and starred up at the ceiling.  He rolled over and felt the cum dripping from him:  he felt disgusted and needed a toilet and a bath.  He couldn’t tell if Binghe was in the room because of the curtains.  So he made a small noise to see if he was, like hell he was going to call out for the demon.  That would be weak.

 

Luo Binghe had been watching the servants carrying out the old basin and returning with it, refilling it with fresh hot water and fragrant oils.  His head snapped around when he heard the noise and he rose, going to the bed.  He didn't open the curtain all the way, only parting it enough to see if Shen Qingqiu was awake.  

 

“The bath is almost ready if Shizun is awake.” The demon lord's voice was quiet as he spoke.  He reached out, tucking a loose strand of dark hair from Shen Qingqiu's face. 

 

Shen Qingqiu swallowed and composed himself as his face was touched.  With solid indifference painted on his face he nodded.  “This master is awake and a bath would be appreciated.  Binghe left a mess inside this master and I would like to expend it before getting in the water.”

 

“As the Master commands.”  Luo Binghe couldn't control the purr, the idea of Shen Qinqiu swollen with his child still playing on his mind.  He lifted the older man up gently and carried him to the small alcove so he could do what he needed.  

 

Shen Qingqiu took his time, making sure to push out as much of the demon’s essence as he could before finally calling out to Binghe.  He was getting used to this new fate and prison of his.  He didn’t like it but it was better than the pot.

 

Luo Binghe returned with a small silk piece, he used it to wipe the peak lord clean, fighting back the primal pleasure of his essence.  He tossed the used fabric into a basin beside the pot before lifting up Shen Qingqiu. 

 

He carried him to the bath and easily held him in one arm as he took off the soiled robe, letting it fall to the floor.  “Will Master be safe to sit in the water alone while this disciple disrobes?” 

 

“I can sit just fine without Binghe helping this master.” he huffed, feeling like a child again as he was held.  

 

Luo Binghe nodded and tested the water with one hand, before gently lowering Shen Qingqiu into the water, making sure his back was resting against the edge, his dark hair, cleaned only the night before over the edge as not to get wet. 

 

Before Luo Binghe himself could strip he was interrupted by his attendant.  He growled and went to see what was required. 

 

Then the bubbly voice of Ning Yingyingg broke the silence.  “Binghe~ I heard a rumor that you had Master Shen brought to your chamber.  I know he was cruel to Binghe but haven't you punished him enough?  Why do you keep hurting him?” 

 

“I am not hurting Master Shen, my sweet Yingyingg.” 

 

“I don't believe you.” Her voice was pouty. 

 

“Master Shen and I are.... working to reconcile, to forgive the past.” 

 

“Hmph. Then let me see Master Shen.”

 

“Master Shen is not in a state to be seen.”

 

“What did you do Binghe?”

 

“Master Shen is resting.  He is not fit to see company, especially one of his favorite disciples.” Luo Binghe purred to soothe his agitated wife.  

 

“When he wakes up, I want to see him.” 

 

“Not today my sweet.  He would be ashamed for you to see him in his current state.  Once he is fit to have company I will let you know.” 

 

Ning Yingyingg whined. “Fine.” 

 

“Now I need to get washed and ready, I have business to attend to.” 

 

“I could help Binghe get ready~ Yingyingg loves brushing your hair.” 

 

“Not today my darling peony.  Now go.” 

 

Eventually he managed to shoo away Ning Yingyingg and returned, stepping around the screens that blocked the view of the tub. 

 

Shen Qingqiu was silently screaming the whole time for her to leave.  Ning Yingying was like his daughter.  He loved her like one.  The last thing he wanted her to see was him like this.

 

When Binghe finally got her to leave the peak lord let out a sigh of relief.  When Binghe came around he didn’t look up.  “Thank you for getting her to leave.”  

 

Luo Binghe hummed.  “She has seen enough of Shizun in a sorry state, don't need her to see his naked emaciated form.” He dropped his own soiled robe to the ground before joining Shen Qingqiu in the bath.  He had the urge to pull the man into his lap, to touch him, hold him, kiss him.  

 

He had started this to know why the other Shen Qingqiu had been so different from his own, but now he was certain it was not so different.  Something had gone wrong in their world, something had made their path divert from the loving relationship the other had.  He knew this, the way Shen Qingqiu's smell made him feel, so powerful, he knew they were meant to be. He just had to make Shen Qingqiu realize it as well.  

 

Luo Binghe let silence drift between them as he soaked in the water, his mind working through many things surrounding his Shizun. 

 

Shen Qingqiu let himself relax in the water.  It was nice being able to soak.  So he let himself just sit and enjoy the quiet.  Eventually he would need to be cleaned but he was pushing that off for as long as possible.

 

What gifts could he get for Shen Qingqiu? He had clothes coming, proper clothes.  Books? Someone would have to hold them and turn the pages. Sweets? Had the peak lord liked sweets? Alcohol wouldn't help his recovering body.  Maybe he could find an exotic tea, yes, tea would be good. 

 

Eventually the demon lord blinked a few times and turned his head to look at the Peak lord resting peacefully in the water.  He shifted, getting up onto his knees and moving closer.  

 

The peak lord didn’t open his eyes as he felt the water moving.  “Is Binghe already getting Bored.  Or is he simply ready to bathe this master so he can eat.” 

 

Luo Binghe had the urge to lean down and kiss Shen Qingqiu, to force his tongue into the other man's mouth, to taste him.  He fought the urge and reached for the cloth.  “This disciple is sure his master is hungry, so he should tend to his duties.” He could have happily spent the entire day with Shen Qingqiu in his bed, naked bodies.... stop! He closed his eyes and took slow deep breaths, trying to calm the primal part of himself that wanted to mark Shen Qingqiu, claim him, smother him in his scent. 

 

The peak lord sighed and opened his eyes before nodding.  “Very well then.” He said softly and lay shifted a little to make cleaning him easier.  But in doing so he slipped to far from the wall and went under the water.  Stubs flailing as he tried and failed to stop himself from going under. 

 

The splashing made Luo Binghe open his eyes and panic flashed in the red eyes.  He quickly moved, lifting Shen Qingqiu up out of the water.  “Shizun? Shizun?” His tone holding genuine emotion, panic and concern.  He held the man to his chest, the Peak Lord's head on his shoulder.  

 

Shen Qingqiu coughed as he was brought back up to the surface.  He wasn’t under for long.  But he wouldn’t be trying to move himself again any time soon if he could so easily slip under the water. He leveled out his breathing and squirmed a little.  “This master is fine Binghe.  You can put me down now.” 

 

There were no taunts or witty words, just the thundering of the Demon Lord's heart as he held Shen Qingqiu like a lover.  His nose was pressed into the Peak Lord's neck, his scent strong with a taste of protection and safety.  He couldn’t find the wits to let go, to relax, protect, protect. 

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed and reached up to gently stroked his head.  With his arm stub to try and calm the alpha nature.  “Binghe.  It’s okay.  This master is well.  You need not fear for his safety.  Binghe has already pulled him from the water.”

 

Luo Binghe turned and nuzzled at the stump that was trying to soothe him.  He still didn't speak, focusing on the touch.  Then they were interrupted, the attendant called out and the Demon Lord's head snapped up, killing intent rising up, the primal part of him seeing a threat.  

 

Shen Qingqiu felt his omega instinct start to cower.  He frowned and thumbed the demon's head.  “None of that.  You will behave like a proper lord if Binghe wishes to continue using that title.  That is your servant.” 

 

The thump broke the trance and focus, he looked at Shen Qingqiu and took a deep breath.  “What is it?” His tone was harsh, but not deadly. 

 

“For...forgive this lowly one... We have breakfast.... and the tailor has sent the garments the.. the Lord has ordered...” The poor human attendant was shaken by the sudden killing intent.  

 

“Leave it, and go.  Tell the healers we will be ready for them in two... three incense time.” 

 

“Yes my Lord.” Feet moved quickly, the sound of wood brushing wood, and then feet quickly retreating. 

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed and relaxed again. “I’m done with this bath… let’s just get out for now Binghe.  This master is hungry.” He tried to redirect Binghe, to get him back into that mindset he had been pretending to have.

 

There was a rumble of acknowledgement and Luo Binghe stood from the water. He stood there a long moment, still holding Shen Qingqiu close, water dripping off them both.  He stepped from the tub and grabbed a towel, he began to dry Shen Qingqiu's back, still not letting him go from his chest.

 

It wasn’t like the peak lord could stop Binghe.  Instead he simply allowed the demon to hold him for a bit and started to spread out his scent, hoping to sooth him,  “Binghe.  This master wishes to be dressed so that he can eat.” He tried to continue to redirect the demon.

 

The tension Luo Binghe had been holding began to melt under that scent.  He breathed it deep and sighed.  He loosened his hold and worked to finish drying off Shen Qingqiu.  

 

He wrapped him in a fresh towel like he had yesterday while he dried himself and slipped on an under robe.  He brought over a basket that had been left, along with the jar of salve he had used.  

 

His face was neutral as he worked, applying the ointment to the healing sores.  He then began to pull things from the basket, first undergarments to cover Shen Qingqiu's groin, then an under robe, cut shorter than one normally would be but long enough it more than covered the stumps of his legs, the sleeves longer than the one from the previous night.  

 

Then came the other pieces, in the end Shen Qingqiu looked proper, save for his missing limbs.  Luo Binghe lowered his head, resting it on one of the stumps, as if he was resting it in his lap. 

 

Shen Qingqiu let Binghe dress him.  He was happy to finally feel normal again after so long of not having proper clothing.  With a sigh he leaned down to gently pet Binghe’s head a few times before sitting back up again.  God damn this alpha was so pathetic.  Shen Qingqiu was having a harder and harder time hating him.  He of course still hated him, and he knew this was all probably his omega talking.  

 

“Binghe, how can this master eat if all you do is lay there and relax in my lap?” He encouraged the other to get up. 

 

“Forgive this disciple.” The Demon Lord lifted his head and rose to fetch the tray. He brought it back and set it down, fresh fruit, the same spiritual fruits from the day before, a thick congee with bits of meat and of course tea.  “What would my master like first?” The tone was more subdued, not meek, just lacking the tone that had sounded like this was all a game. 

 

“This master wishes for congee to be served first.” He said softly as settled on the couch.  It was easy for him to rest here.  The chances of slipping were almost non-existent.  

 

Luo Binghe lifted the bowl and spoon, he carefully served the porridge to his master, smaller spoonfuls to reduce the chance it would spill on Shen Qingqiu's new clothes.  He was quiet, and focused, the strong alpha scent having faded.  

 

With the alpha scent faded Shen Qingqiu let his own scent die down and ate.  He was so hungry at this point almost anything tasted amazing.  He continued to eat spoonful after spoonful until the bowl was empty.  He didn’t really like being fed but he had little choice.  Might as well accept it for now, 

 

Luo Binghe set down the bowl and lifted the napkin, dabbing a small bit of congee from the corner of Shen Qinqiu’s mouth.  He then poured the tea and offered it to the man's lips.  “This disciple cannot recall Shizun's preferred tea.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu accepted the tea before answering.  “The white tea, from the peak.” He said in answer before going back to drinking what was being offered to him. 

 

This made Luo Binghe hum.  He wondered if any of his wives might have some, or better yet if any of them might be growing the plant. He would ask Lin Mingyan, she would know.  He could also send a party to search the remains of the peaks to see if any of the plants survived.  

Chapter 5

Breakfast went on and then there was a voice at the door, his attendant once again. “My Lord, the healers are here.”

“Show them in.” He responded. He set down the tea cup. “Apologies Shizun, let me finish dressing.” He rose and went behind a screen to finish dressing.

The attendant brought in two people, one a human and one a demon. They waited patiently for the Demon Lord to reappear while the attendant began to move about cleaning up, gathering the discarded clothing and towels. He produced a basket from somewhere and opened the curtains of the bed and began to strip the linen.

Luo Binghe reappeared, dressed in all black, his hair still a mess but now pulled up. “Esteemed masters.”

The two healers bowed. “My Lord.”

The demon looked bored as he watched the attendant cleaning. His eyes wandered over to where the new patient sat with an amused smirk. He wondered what Junshang had in store for the little pickled stick of a human.

Shen Qingqiu eyed both the healers while waiting for Binghe to fully address them. He wasn’t about to speak up and ruin what could be the only way to get his arms and legs back.

“I explained briefly yesterday what I desire. The original limbs are not viable. You two are the best I have, so I wish to know what can be done.” Luo Binghe had returned to the powerful Demon Lord.

“There are a number of ways, both proven and theoretical, all with varying degrees of risk and success.” The human healer spoke. He then turned to his demonic counterpart. “Shall we examine the patient and see what we are working with?”

There was a brief flicker in Luo Binghe's eyes, a possessive flash at the idea of anyone else touching Shen Qingqiu, but he pushed it down. They had to touch him to help, they were not a threat, he could destroy him with a single finger.

“Not that there is much left to examine but sure. Let’s examine the human.” The demon healer huffed and moved over to Shen Qingqiu. Lacking a wrist to test qi flow with, he instead moved to grab his arm and pulled the sleeve back to examine the stump. “It’s a wonder you have use of these at all. This was very crudely healed.” He hummed as he looked it over before moving to look down at the leg stumps.

“How is your control with your legs?” He asked

“Not the best.” Shen Qingqiu answered as he watched the demon pull the robe up just enough to see his legs

The human healer had a sour look at the poor bedside manner of his counterpart. He sat down beside Shen Qingqiu. “Apologies for the handling of Master Shen.” While he had no wrist, the man knew could use the vein in the upper arm with less accuracy but it would do. He placed his fingers on the inside of the longer stump.

“I have seen special apparatus made to allow one a limited mobility on such limbs. They are not practical for long use, but may benefit Master Shen in simple day to day movement within his chambers.” The healer commented.

“I want him restored, not given false parts.” Luo Binghe said sternly.

“As the Lord Says, what this one speaks of would be temporary, until the permanent solution is achieved.”

Shen Qingqiu sighed. He figured the demon would be less courteous in handling him. At this point he had no shame. “What sorts of devices do you speak of? I would be happy to have any mobility back.”

“We need to get your qi flowing better before any operation to restore your limbs can happen… your qi circulation is very poor, it’s a wonder you haven’t deviated yet.” The demon huffed. “Beyond that, as it stands this leg is in very poor condition. The muscle inside may as well be dead.”

“I sadly have to agree with my colleague, your circulation is poor. You will need assistance in restoring it, long sessions daily.” Sighed the human. “The devices I speak of are similar in mechanics to that of the performers who attach poles to their feet to appear taller. At this point, if you tried to move on the remaining portion you would not get far because of lack of range. It would lengthen the limb artificially while also supporting the end. Such movement would also stimulate the muscles of the legs, hopefully restoring them. That alongside a rich diet should hopefully strengthen your physical body, making it strong enough to accept whatever method we find best.”

Shen Qingqiu didn’t like the suggestion of stilts. But what else could he really do. “If that is what the doctors suggests.” The peak lord closed his eyes, wanting to pinch away the growing head ache but lacking the hands to do so.

“Duel cultivation can also help with increasing your qi flow.” The demon smirked. He could spell the scent of sex in the room and figured that Junshang had had a little fun with the human cock sleeve the night before. Might as well encourage it.

There was a rumble from Luo Binghe, a warning, perhaps a threat. If anyone so much as pondered touching Shen Qingqiu in such a manner he would kill them.

The human healer gave a small cough. “Master Shen, this master is a beta and as such cannot tell the difference in others. Should we be concerned with you being so close to a dominant alpha?”

Shen Qingqiu glared at the demon healer and pushed him away with the little range he had with his leg. The demon just chuckled and backed away.

“If Junshang will accompany me I can start discussions on what I think will be beneficial for Master Shen.”

Luo Binghe hesitated and looked at the human healer still sitting beside Shen Qingqiu. He didn't want to let him out of his sight, but the serene look of the older human sitting calmly and the annoyed look Shen Qingqiu had allowed him to follow the demon healer.

The human healer reached into his sleeves and pulled out a small orb, he set it down on the table and imbued it with Qi. A flicker of something in the air made Luo Binghe turn around, the human simply gave him a bow of his head before turning to Master Shen. “I have created a small array that will keep our voices from being heard. You may speak freely to this healer Master Shen. I frequently deal with people who fear others overhearing their concerns.”

“This master is an omega…” the peak lord said once the other two walked away and the dampening array was up. “Last night Binghe responded intensely to my pheromones and now I fear he will keep fucking me until my heat comes. I need something to keep my heat away, and something to stop the seed from last night taking hold.”

The healer took a deep breath. “That would be very bad. While in your current state it is unlikely you will enter heat, as you grow stronger it will become a true risk. It would be a hindrance to your progress. Becoming with child would be even more so, if not dangerous to your life. This one should be able to explain such to Lord Luo.”

“You can’t tell him. He’s obsessive, aggressive, and if he thinks I’m trying to go against his plans he will… Well, I’m not really sure what he will do. Please just make me a heat suppressant and say it’s a vitamin for my strengthening or some other medicine you think would make sense for my state of damage.

The healer looked to the doorway warily, before looking back at Shen Qingqiu. “I am going to tell you something that you cannot allow the Lord to know I told you.” The healer looked sternly. “Lord Luo will be worried if you come with child. He has sired many children, but none have come to term. One of his wives has even died. If he is fixated on you, he will not risk your life. He will want you to be strong and whole before he would try and impregnate you.”

“You don’t understand how he responded to me. Alpha’s responding to me, I’ve dealt with that before. His scent… it’s a perfect scent. Its a perfect bond scenario. A true bond. If I enter heat he will not be able to stop himself and he will force a bond on me.” The peak lord was concerned, and his voice carried that concern.

The healer furrowed his brow and took a deep breath. “That would explain his sudden change towards you. I can stress to him you cannot go into heat until we have finished our work, that it could cause complications. I fear if we hide the fact you are taking suppressants it would anger him far more. He may see it as a betrayal, and rejection which would be dangerous.”

“And if he doesn’t agree? If he gets me pregnant? He’s a beast. He fucks like one, behaves like one and I’m going to die under his care if a child ends up in me.” The peak lord continued to argue.

The healer rubbed his beard thoughtfully. “I wonder if Lady Liu could convince him, she is one of his most trusted wives and advisors. Speaking of Lady Liu..” He hummed. “Yes. That may work. I was going to suggest you have a personal attendant, one who could administer the treatment for your poor circulation, but if he has become obsessed with you he will not easily let others near you. Lady Liu has an Eunch in her staff, the perfect attendant as he cannot be a threat to Lord Luo's perceived claim. I wonder what his cultivation base is...”

Shen Qingqiu just listened quietly. “She might be able to… but I doubt she will want to help me. If he doesn’t agree, you must promise me you will give me the heat suppressants. For now I need something to stop the seed from last night.”

The healer reached into his sleeves, looking once again to the doorway. He pulled out a small jar, he opened it and he dumped a small round pill into his hand. “Before Master Shen asks, the human staff trust me to not ask questions, only to look after them. Open.” Shen Qingqiu opened without question and took the pill.

“I am not usually one for manipulation, but is there anything in Lord Luo's desires towards you we may use? Pleading to his ego and ambitions may be the best course.” The healer poured a small amount of tea and offered the cup to Shen Qingqiu's lips.

Shen Qingqiu drank to ease the pill down. “He wants me to be like that other Shen Qinqiu he has met. But I’m not that man.” He sighed trying to think a little.

“What is it about this other you he is fixated on?” The healer had heard a little about the event where his Lord had crossed into an alternative world from their own.

“He was apparently nice to him.” Shen Qingqiu grit his teeth. “He brushed Binghe’s hair, and tended his wounds. All things that even if I wanted to do I no longer can do.” He was bitter, his tone and words. All of it bitter.

“Interesting, those could be seen as intimate actions.” The healer hummed. “We will need to be cautious, and not make it seem as if this is a weakness. Also it would be best if my colleague is not present. Yes yes, I think I may have a plan. Please, leave this to this healer.” The older human rose, touching the orb and dispelling the array. He went to the door and spoke to the two demons, Luo Binghe reentered the room, the other demon not following.

“There are a few matters of Master Shen's day to day care that I would like to discuss, my colleague is not as well versed in humans and their more fragile states. First is I feel Master Shen's health and wellbeing would benefit from a personal attendant.....”

“I am taking care of Master Shen.” Luo Binghe gave a possessive growl, and the healer bowed.

“This one does not wish to undermine your dedication to this task, but Lord Luo is our great master, Emperor of the Realms, and has many duties. I only suggest an attendant as someone who can see to Master Shen's comfort and wellbeing when the Great Master is busy. Your esteemed Wife, Lady Liu, has one among her servants, a Eunuch, whom I think may be most ideal for this role. He is already accustomed to service and is trusted by your Esteemed and wise Wife. He will be able to see to Master Shen’s needs when your greatness is ruling his vast empire. He will be an asset in your goal to restore Master Shen.”

There was a softer growl, then a huff. He turned to his own attendant, who had thought he was being invisible in his duties. “Go to Lady Liu's residence and bring back this Eunuch the Healer speaks of.”

“This lowly one obeys.” The attendant spoke before quickly leaving.

Shen Qingqiu didn’t like being talked about like he wasn’t there. But he had to trust the doctor. The doctor seemed to be able to and willing discuss things with the beast. He shifted a little, his body feeling a little sore sitting in the same position for so long.

“The second matter pertains to our Great Lord and his prowess and power as the Supreme Alpha.”

Luo Binghe raised an eyebrow.

“Master Shen and I are concerned your power may have an effect on his recovery, such a strong Alpha could cause an Omega to go into heat, as the Great One has proven in the past. Such an event would take a great toll on Master Shen's already weakened body, and hinder my Lord's dedication and diligence in making Master Shen whole. This healer only wishes to fulfill the Great Lord's decree and wishes, but in doing so he must impart this request for Master Shen's health. I must strongly encourage my Supreme Lord to allow this Healer to administer a suppressant to Master Shen so his body may focus on the task of healing.”

Luo Binghe closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He fought the internal struggle of logic versus primal instinct silently. The beast, the real beast, wanted Shen Qingqiu to go into heat, to breed him, mark him, claim him. The mark on his head flared a few times, but the neutral look on his face never changed.

“If this is what is best for Master Shen's healing, then let it be done.” He didn't open his eyes yet. It wouldn't be forever he soothed his beast, one day he would be strong and whole and he would be ours.

The healer looked to Shen Qingqiu, nodding, silently encouraging him to speak, to stroke the Demon Lord's ego.

“This master thanks Luo Binghe for his understanding in this matter. If the desire is for this master to be whole once more then this master wants to focus on that healing.” He put on honeyed words as he picked up what the doctor was trying to get him to do.

The intended effect was had, and Luo Binghe's face and body relaxed. His mark dimmed and he opened his eyes to look at Shen Qingqiu.

“Is there anything else Master Healer wishes to speak of?”

“I only wish to speak with the Eunuch if the Great Master and Master Shen approve of him. I will make a comprehensive list of care so that we can all work towards our Great Master's goal.” The healer bowed.

Luo Binghe nodded and moved to sit down next to Shen Qingqiu to wait for the return of his attendant. “Is there anything this one can do for Master Shen while we wait?” His tone still held the rigid power, but softened at the edges.

Shen Qingqiu stiffened a little when the other moved to sit next to him. He needed to relax, to play along. Taking a moment to clear his mind the human shook his head. “This one would like to be in a different sitting position for a while but that can wait until after the Eunuch arrives.”

Luo Bingge hummed, he almost reached over to hold Shen Qingqiu, but he knew it would upset the Peak Lord to be handled and touched so casually while they had company.

The healer watched, feigning disinterest. He pitied the Peak Lord, knowing how much the other must hate Luo Binghe and now being trapped in such a situation. Then there was the matter of Shen Qinqiu saying his smell was “perfect” if this were so, it would put a target on him. The Demon Lord did not pay much attention to the silent politics of his Harem.

There were two obvious front runners for the title of Empress, Lady Liu Mingyan and the demon Lady Sha Hualing. There were others of course, but those were the two most agreed upon. He did not know if Lady Liu would take action against Master Shen, perhaps she would just take inaction, letting the more aggressive Sha Hualing be the one to strike out.

Chapter 6

Eventually the attendant returned, trying to calm his fast breathing. Behind him dressed plainly but in high quality clothes was a man, his age appearing very young, but with Eunuch it was hard to tell. He stepped inside and bowed deeply.

“The great Emperor of the Realms has summoned this lowly one.”

“Yes, I find myself in need of someone to perform a special task.” Luo Binghe tried to sound casual. “Do you know of this Master Shen Qingqiu?”

“This one has heard of the Master but has never had the honor to meet him.” The Eunuch remained bowing.

“He is in need of an attendant, I am taking care of him, but I cannot be at his side day and night. I need someone reliable to attend to his every need, well not every need but most of them.” Luo Binghe stared intently at the bowed servant.

“It would be this lowly one's great honor to serve as our Great Master commands.”

“Does Master Shen have any questions?” Luo Binghe looked at the Peak Lord with a faint smirk.

Shen Qingqiu looked the Eunuch up and down as he considered him. Several questions coming to mind.

“Whats your name?” He asked starting down the line of questions.

“This one is called Shu.” Rat, rodent, a name not given from a mother's love.

“Hold old are you?” The next question. Start off easy then test them.

“This one has seen 25 winters my lord.” The Eunuch still had not risen.

“Who do you serve?” Another simple question. But the testing started with this very question.

“This one was given to Lady Liu Mingyan when he arrived, but this one serves at the Great Junshang’s command.”

“How long did you serve Lady Liu Mingyan?” He asked with a hum.

“This will be this one's third winter.”

“What’s her favorite food?”

“The Lady’s favorite food is grilled abalone, though she does not have it as often as she might like.”

Shen Qingqiu looked to Luo Binghe for confirmation on the truth of this answer. Letting silence fall between them for a moment.

Luo Binghe nodded silently. The eunuch did not flinch or stir, staying perfectly still.

“What scent does she prefer? What tasks did you perform for her?” He continued on.

“She prefers oils of Jasmine and honeysuckle. This one did many tasks for the Lady, chief among I am her scribe. I also carry messages all around the palace, and acquire goods for her and her ladies.”

Luo Binghe nodded again, confirming the scents.

“All of this seems to me like your loyalties lie with Lady Liu Mingyan. Not with your Junshang.” He said with a huff trying to test how this other reacted to being accused.

“This one does and goes where he is commanded. The Great Master has never called on this lowly one before, so this lowly one served where he was commanded.”

“Then I’ll keep my next questions within your range of knowledge. What is Junshang’s favorite wife?” Now he was fishing for what rumors the Eunuch has overheard.

“This one cannot say which single wife is most favored. This one has seen the Great Master visit Lady Liu Miyang at least every fortnight. Lady Sha Hualing is said to be highly favored, along with Lady Ning Yinyingg. The maids also speak highly of the three taoist sister wives.”

Shen Qingqiu considered this. “And what about Junshang. What rumors have you heard about him? Don’t worry. Speak freely about what you’ve heard. It wasn’t you that said it.”

Luo Binghe smirked, interested to hear.

“The maids and ladies speak of his prowess and... heavenly pillar. When Lady Sha Hualing comes to dine with Lady Liu Miyang her attendants speak of the great lord's prowess in battle. This one has heard the Great Lord enjoys poetry and to watch his beloved wives dance.”

Shen Qingqiu smirked. “Anything else? I want to hear everything. You are free to speak.”

“Some speak that the Great Master enjoys his wine too much after a successful campaign.”

“What about Servant rumors? Or rumors that you have heard when delivering messages?” He wanted to know how much he paid attention.

“The palace is always alight with rumor and speculation. This one hears, but does not repeat. Many an advisor has dalliances with servants. When a servant becomes with child the whispers all try and decide whom the father is.”

Shen Qingqiu seemed deep in thought for a moment before finally he nodded. “He’s acceptable.”

“May this one ask a few questions?” The healer asked.

Luo Binghe waved his hand.

“Shu, tell this one, what is your cultivation base?”

The Eunuch still hadn’t risen, not given permission.

Shen Qingqiu listened quietly, waiting to see what the Eunuch would do and say.

“This one has reached the Early Foundation. This one is very behind as he did not start learning until his former little miss began her training.”

“That should be sufficient for what is needed.” the healer nodded. “How familiar are you with Qi Circulation and how to aid it?”

“This one has a basic understanding, but has never performed such. This one has seen Lady Liu Mingyan perform such on one of her ladies.”

“Why was she doing such on her ladies?” Shen Qingqiu questioned curiously.

“The lady had fallen ill after over exerting herself if this one recalls.”

The healer hummed and nodded. “This master can teach this one to do what is needed if the Great Master accepts.”

Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qinqiu. “What say you Master Shen, you are the one who has to deal with him.” Luo Binghe still didn’t want anyone else touching Shen Qingqiu but he could not argue the logic.

Shen Qingqiu nodded. “He is adequate. Though on a trial basis. Pending his ability to learn the skill the doctor wishes for him.”

“Then I will have word sent to Mingyan that I am taking her scribe.” Luo Binghe hummed. “Your first task will be acquiring a bed for Master Shen, it is to be as comfortable as my own bed, pillows as well. You will have it brought here.”

“This servant will go and acquire this, is there anything else this servant can return with?”

“I have no other desire from you presently. You are dismissed.” He said softly waving his arm stub in a way to shoo him off. He was getting tired after sitting up for so long. His weakened muscles started to tire a long time ago.

The Eunuch bowed a little lower before backing out and departing.

“If it pleases Junshang, this one would like to do a treatment on Master Shen, begin his recovery.”

“I can do it.” Luo Binghe said a little roughly.

“This one is certain the Great Lord could do the task wonderfully, but this healer would like to so he can have a base line for knowing Master Shen’s improvement.”

Shen Qingqiu looked to Binghe. “You can watch and know how to do this next time Binghe. This master recalls that Binghe learned better by watching first before doing.”

Luo Binghe huffed, but did not argue further. The healer hid his mirth, the great and powerful Luo Binghe would obey this one, truly it was a fated match.

“Is Master Shen comfortable? This one sees him moving around quite a bit. If there is a position you would be more comfortable in, this one will oblige.”

Shen Qingqiu turned to him. “I’m sore from sitting up. This master thinks he needs to lay down for a little while.” The peak lord confirmed that he had been sitting for too long and needed to relax his muscles.

“Will Master Shen be comfortable on his stomach?” The healer asked.

Luo Binghe scolded himself for not noticing Shen Qingqiu was in pain and reached out to support him. “Why doesn't master Shen lay on his side and use this one as a pillow?”

Shen Qingqiu frowned and looked to the doctor. “What position would be best for you doctor?”

“As long as this one has access to the Master's back, the rest is for the best comfort of Master Shen.” The healer did not want to directly oppose Luo Binghe, but he also knew the Demon Lord would acquiesce to whatever pleased Shen Qingqiu.

Laying on his stomach didn’t really appeal to him but neither did laying on his side. However he should reward the demon a little for his behavior. So he sighed and nodded to Binghe. “Please assist this master in laying down on his side.”

The healer was bemused as he watched the Strong alpha gently handle the omega, treating him as if he would break, the same man who had torn Shen Qingqiu limbs off with his bare hands was capable of being so very gentle. He laid the Peak Lord down on his side, his back to the outside.

The healer knelt down in front of the couch and placed his hands on the peak lord's back and began his work. There was much work to be done, but he focused on the most critical areas first, stimulating them with his own qi.

Shen Qingqiu was able to relax his body a fair bit now that he was able to lay on his side. He let his head rest on Binghe’s leg as if it were a pillow, more than aware of how close he was to the alpha’s cock and not pleased with it but all thoughts left his mind as qi started being pushed through him. The muscles over his body all tensed up as he felt the Qi.

Luo Binghe gently rubbed at Shen Qingqiu's shoulder as he watched him tense.

It was testament to how poor the circulation had been and how very close he had been to deviation. Even a few more days and he may have been dead. “Apologies Lord Shen, but we must push past this barrier.” The healer's voice was gentle and sympathetic.

Shen Qingqiu frowned and groaned, his body felt like it was on fire. He ended up curling a little from the pain as it circulated and tried to find its new pathways.

Luo Binghe hated seeing this, he leaned down, pressing his forehead to the side of Shen Qinqiu’s head. His scent became soothing, protective, even encouraging, but not aggressive like earlier. This was almost akin to the scent an alpha might produce when his mate was giving birth.

The doctor continued his steady work, knowing Master Shen was in pain, but it was best they broke this barrier now, it would be easier from there.

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes to try and let the qi flow, meditating as he once did to help it and after a lot of pain and struggle the dam cracked and the flow reestablished itself. By that time the peak lord was panting and drained but it was done.

The healer sat back once he had finished. He looked over the sight, the being who ruled the realms, who had 600 wives, was fixated on a man he had torn apart, the one who had hurt him as a child. The healer couldn't even see Shen Qingqiu's face or head, it was obscured by the cascade of dark curls from the demon who still had his head pressed to the peak lord's.

“This one shall take his leave. Let Master Shen rest, encourage him to eat later but do not press him to.”

“I'm sorry.... I'll never harm you again. I will protect Shizun.” The demon lord's voice was barely a whisper.

The peak lord reached up, tapping the demon’s head with his arm stub. “This master would like to rest for a while. Binghe should go work and let this one sleep.” He said softly in return hoping the demon would do so.

There was a rumble in that deep chest as if he would argue but he didn't. He sat up and gently scooped Shen Qingqiu into his arms. He carried him to the freshly made bed and gently laid him down. He leaned down, almost as if he were going to kiss the Peak Lord, but instead he softly nuzzled his cheek before rising and closing the curtains.

He turned to find the Eunuch standing in the door silently. His eyes briefly narrowed before he pushed away the emotion that threatened. “Master Shen wishes to rest, this Lord has matters to attend.”

“This lowly one understands. This one shall be here for anything the Master requires.” The Eunuch bowed as Luo Binghe passed him.

Shen Qingqiu still hated being scooped up and carried but right now he was too tired to care. He rolled over and heard Shu in the room. “You are free to use this time for your leisure, but do not go far.” He said sternly.

“This one understands, and is grateful for the Master's generosity.” Shu found a corner out of the way and knelt. He had taken to meditating and cultivating when he was idle.

Chapter 7

Notes:

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Shen Qingqiu slept for nearly half the day before finally waking up once more. He felt refreshed and much better than he did that morning. But just like that morning he woke with the need to do things.

“Shu…” he called out to the Eunuch.

“This one is here Master Shen.” The Eunuch appeared at the curtain. “What does the Master require of this one?”

“This master requires a chamber pot.” He said and rolled over pushing himself carefully into a sitting position.

“How does the Master prefer this one to bring him there?” Shu wasn’t stupid, he knew he would have to carry him, but there was no training for how to carry a noble who had no limbs to the chamber pot.

Shen Qingqiu sighed. “Just carry me in whatever way is most comfortable.” He hated this. If he at least had hands he wouldn’t need to struggle as much.

Shu bowed before leaning down and lifting the Master from the bed, He carried him to the alcove and assured all his garments were out of the way before turning his back. This was certainly not the assignment he had ever expected to have, but his duty was to serve where he was told.

Once he was finished, Shen Qingqiu let the other carry him to the table where he sat at the couch. “I wish for tea and something to read.”

“This one shall go quickly. Is there a title the Master desires?” Shu had examined the room earlier and noted that the Great Lord did not have any books in the room. Though it was common knowledge he was not much of a scholar.

“Anything recent will do, and I would prefer white tea over green.” He said and shifted a little. “And a pillow to put right here.” He tapped a space next to him.

Shu found a pillow and placed it where the Master had indicated. He found Luo Binghe’s room attendant in the small servants quarters just behind the apartment and asked him to go and fetch a book, he named off a title he had seen Lady Liu reading. He found the tea supplies and frowned at the lack of variety, yes the tea was high quality but there was only one. He would remedy this later. He prepared the tea and returned to the apartment.

“Forgive this one, it seems Great Master Luo only has one type of tea here in his apartment. This one will remedy this problem for Master Shen. This one hopes the Master will tolerate this green tea in the meantime.” Shu bowed after he set down the tray. “Great Master Luo’s servant has gone to collect a book for Master Shen.”

Shen Qingqiu sighed and nodded, “there is nothing that you can do. It simply is.” He sat there staring at the cup, waiting for Shu to serve him.

 

Shu knelt down on the floor and poured the tea, he lifted it to the Master’s lips. “This one’s duties are to do anything Master Shen requires. If the Master wishes white tea, this one will assure it is so.”

Shen Qingqiu sipped the tea and sighed. “Good. It will take time I’m sure but for now this is fine.” He said softly. “Did the doctor leave any instructions on medications?”

“The doctor sent his apprentice to deliver medicine while the Master slept. This one is to give one from the red jar everyday, and one from the green jar only when the master requests and that the Master will know what it is for.” Shu nodded.

Shen Qingqiu sighed. A pill to keep seed from taking. That was good. And the doctor was good at keeping his secrets. He wasn’t about to do anything to jeopardize his medication source. “Then I’ll take the red jar now.”

“As Master commands.” The eunuch set down the cup and reached into his sleeves and pulled out a small jar with a red lid. He opened it and poured out a single pill. He put the lid on the jar and tucked it away again. He offered out the pill and set it on his tongue before lifting the tea cup so he could take a sip.

She Qingqiu took the pill. His heat suppressant. This would need to become routine to keep himself from going into heat now that his qi had a newly established flow. With the pill down he looked to the door as if willing it to open and a servant with a book to appear.

And as the Master looked, Luo Binghe’s attendant appeared with an armful of books. “Forgive this one. When this one requested the book, he was met with strange looks. This one worries the book was not what good Gongong had anticipated for Master Shen.” He set the stack of books down on the table next to the tea tray, along with a book stand.

Shen Qingqiu furrowed his brow. “What book did you exactly ask for?” He said with a growl as he looked to Shu then looked to the colors of the covers. He knew yellow was erotic, he was hoping to see red or green covers.

The top book was yellow, the others were red and green. Shu’s eyes went wide and he flushed.

“This one is ashamed.” The Eunuch Kowtowed, head pressed to the floor. “I heard Lady Liu speak highly, I did not think the Lady would read such.....”

Shen Qingqiu sighed. “Lady Liu is a married woman that would be wanting to find new ways to please her husband. Of course she would read such books.” He just waved his stump. “Just put that on the shelf to return later. For now I wish to read a red cover.” Red cover were political stories that had sometimes good endings and sometimes bad. So they were nice reads in his mind.

The Eunuch rose and found a small decorative table that was perfect height and brought it over, he set the book stand up. He selected a red book and set it up before standing back, to wait to turn the page.

“Is there anything special Master Shen may wish for his evening meal?” Asked Luo Binghe’s attendant.

The peak lord was about to start reading when he was already interrupted. He held back a growl before turning to the attendant. “Fish.” Was all he said then looked back to the book and started to read. Motioning for Shu to turn the pages every so often.

The attendant bowed and departed. Shu stood silently, turning pages as commanded.

Luo Binghe returned late in the afternoon, carrying a small wooden box. He examined the room closely. He saw the small bed placed in the room, plenty of pillows for comfort. He gave a soft huff, almost wishing the Eunuch didn’t find one, wanting to keep Shen Qinqui in his bed.

Shen Qingqiu was nearly halfway through his chosen book when Binghe returned but he didn’t pay the beast any mind. For the moment he was engrossed in his story. Wondering how the young official would get out of the precarious situation he just found himself in with the emperor’s daughter.

The eunuch turned and bowed. “Welcome home Great Junshang.” He then turned back to focusing his attention on Shen Qinqui.

The fact Shen Qinqiu didn’t even look at him made Luo Binghe give a small growl and huff. He came over to the couch and sat. His own attendant appeared carrying the dinner tray. “Welcome back Great Master.” He said bringing the tray to the table.

Shen Qingqiu looked up as he felt the weight shift next to him. “How was work, Luo Binghe. I can’t imagine being emperor of the realms is an easy job.”

“Boring.” Luo Binghe relaxed, putting one arm along the back of the couch. He looked over the table and saw the yellow cover, he didn’t read much but he knew what the cover meant. He leaned forward and picked it up and smirked. “Should I read this to the Master aloud?”

Shen Qingqiu blushed deeply when he saw Luo Binghe pick up the yellow book. “That was simply a mistake. It was not a book that was selected for this master with the knowledge of its contents. It will be returned to its place when your attendant is done with his other duties.”

“I think I may keep it for now.” Luo Binghe purred. “Is Master Shen ready to eat? The fish looks delicious.”

Shu had already started pouring the tea and preparing a plate for his master. This made Luo Binghe narrow his eyes in jealousy.

Shen Qingqiu saw the jealous look and decided it would be best not to lose his attendant after just one day. “Thank you Shu. Now that Luo Binghe is here he can handle my care. You are free to go and learn from the doctor and tend to your own needs until tomorrow morning when master Binghe must attend to his duties once more.”

Shu set down what he was doing and bowed deeply. “Have a good evening Great Heavenly One, Master Shen.” He then backed out of the room.

Luo Binghe grinned and picked up the plate, and picked up a small piece of fish and offered it to Shen Quinqui.

Shen Qingqiu would have preferred Shu but he needed to protect his ability to not be around Binghe all day long. So he accepted the bite and gave an approving nod.

“Did the master rest well?” Luo Binghe asked as he picked up a vegetable. He honestly hadn't been able to focus much on the chatter around him, he generally left day to day operations to Mingyan and a few other of his wives, and military matters to Mobei Jun and Sha Hualing.

That morning had still been playing on his mind, the way Shen Qingqiu had smelled, the way he lost his senses when he had slipped under the water. None of his wives, even the dominant omega one, had ever been able to make him so crazy.

“Yes. I rested quite well and Shu was polite and remained quiet while I read. So the rest was much appreciated. It helps that my qi is flowing much better than before.” He said confidently and moved to eat what was offered to him.

“This one is pleased that the Eunuch is not a nuisance to my Master.” The tone was pouty, perhaps even jealous. “The other healer suggested dual cultivation, but Master made it clear to this one he would not agree again.” Luo Binghe fed him another small bite.

“The demon healer? Luo Binghe, my body is too weak to dual cultivate even if it would be beneficial to my golden core.” He continued to eat as he was offered food but then pointed to his tea mid meal wanting to drink some.

Luo Binghe lifted the tea for him to drink. “So, this one shall wait till Master's body has had time to recover.” The demon lord purred. “Or this one can be more gentle in his passions, focus on only Master's body and not his own.”

Shen Qingqiu wished he could hold a fan to hide his face as it grew red. “This master would prefer that Luo Binghe gives this master’s body a chance to heal and for the heat suppressant to settle in before duel cultivation can be attempted once more.”

“Ever the wise Master.” Luo Binghe hummed playfully. “This one confesses, I had hoped the Eunuch would fail to find a bed. This one is selfish and hoped to hold the master as we slept.”

Shen Qingqiu shook his head. “Such actions would only lead Binghe to temptation. It is best that for now this master sleeps in his own bed.”

This made Luo Binghe humpf in indignation. “When the master is finished eating this one will turn his pages if he wishes to continue reading before bed.” It was obvious the beast was going to find a way to stay close and be involved with Shen Qingqiu.

“Very well. That will be fine.” Shen Qingqiu relented knowing he couldn’t push back too much or the demon might let his nature take over and he would lose all the comforts he was currently enjoying.

Luo Binghe returned to feeding his master, giving him tea when commanded. Once Shen Qingqiu decided he was done, the demon shifted around and laid down, his head in what would be the Peak Lord's lap, looking up at him with a grin. Shen Qingqiu just rolled his eyes and put his leg stump on the demon's head.

“Can Binghe still reach the book from there?” He asked with a smirk.

“Yes Master.” The demon sighed after taking in a deep breath. He didn't move, didn't try to shift the limb from his face. This was where Shen Qingqiu wanted it. If anything, the demon lord found he actually liked the idea of being used by the peak lord.

Shen Qingqiu nodded at this. “Very good. I’ll tell you when the page needs to be turned.” He said firmly. Shifting a little, the peak lord put a little more pressure on Binghe’s face with his leg to change his position before relaxing once more.

Why did he like this? Why did being used like a cushion, ignored except for commands to turn the page, send a thrill through him. He wanted to be used, his own desires ignored in favor of the other. He shivered a little, his cock giving an excited twitch. He was the Demon Lord, the Emperor of the Realms, but to Peak Lord Shen Qingqiu he was nothing but a tool, a device for his comfort.

Shen Qingqiu sat reading for nearly an hour before the sun had gone low enough that he couldn’t see the pages well enough. He sighed and lifted his leg off of Binghe. He had seen the demon’s arousal but ignored it in favor of maintaining his reading time. “It’s too dark to read anymore Binghe. This master would like to be changed to sleep wear and go to bed for the night.”

The demon lord gave a soft whimper when the leg was removed. He had laid there, aroused but never reaching to touch himself, denying himself for the other. The red eyes had hazed a little, lips slightly parted. “As the Master wishes.”

He sat up and shifted, moving the table with the book out of the way and taking up a kneeling position on the floor, making himself lower than the peak lord, versus the sitting beside and towering he had done when he dressed the man earlier.

He took off each layer with care, setting them to be hung. Once the man was down to his under robe, Luo Binghe looked up at him, chewing his lower lip a little. He could easily bury his face in the man's crotch, breathed him in, perhaps even.... he licked his lips at the prospect.

Shen Qingqiu could see the look in the demon’s eyes. He needed to take control of this quickly. “This master’s body is still healing Binghe. Does Binghe really wish to delay the process of my body being made whole once more?” He scolded sternly.

“No Master.” There was a whimper as he was scolded. The demon wanted to please him, to do anything for him. All he could do was what he was told. He took slow deep breaths, settling his mind. The Master wishes to sleep. He had his command.

He rose, his robe obviously tented, and lifted Shen Qinqiu up. He carried him to the bed that had been brought and laid him down. “Can I adjust pillows for the Master?” He asked, kneeling once again on the floor.

Shen Qingqiu settled into the bed, shifting a little before tapping a spot under his leg. “Right here. This master needs a pillow here.” He adjusted himself a little just to make sure that was the only place he needed a pillow.

Luo Binghe took one of the extra pillows and did as the Master had said, supporting the leg. He sat back and waited, making sure nothing else was needed.

The peak lord decided he was good and looked up at Binghe. “Lean down a little closer for this master.” He said once he was settled.

The demon lord did as ordered and leaned in closer, curious what the Peak Lord was going to do. Shen Qingqiu reached up with his longer stump and pat the demon’s head a few times. Rewarding him for behaving, this was something the peak lord needed to regulate to make sure Binghe would continue to behave.

“Now Binghe. This master liked silence when he sleeps. Binghe better keep any noises he makes down.” He said as one final instruction and a slight warning to not let him hear the other jerking off.

The patting made the Demon Lord hum happily. He looked up one more time. “Yes Master, this one will assure he does not disturb Master’s rest.” He reached for the blanket to cover his master before rising and going to gather Shen Qinqui’s clothes and hang them up alongside his own. After stripping down to his underrobe he waved his hand to extinguish the candles.

He climbed into bed and took the pillow Shen Qinqui had used that afternoon and pressed his nose into it, muffling his moans. He didn’t dare touch himself, knowing he would never keep his voice quiet enough. If anything he was even more aroused by the idea of not touching himself because of Shen Qingqui.

Shen Qingqiu settled into the darkness. He meditated a little before finally falling asleep. He wanted to keep his mind clear so that there would be no risk of entering Binghe’s dreams again. He didn’t need to wake up to a horny demon once more.

Chapter 8

Notes:

2 Chapters this week in honor of Shen Qingiqu's birthday!

The demon did influence his dreams, but this time it was serene, peaceful landscapes, the soothing sounds of nature around.  Luo Binghe himself never appeared, but Shen Qingqui had a feeling at the back of his mind that the Demon Lord was not far away.  The Demon was trying to give the Peak Lord the most peaceful rest he could.

 

 Shen Qingqiu just sighed and accepted the dream as it was.  When he woke up the morning after, Shen Qingqiu woke up feeling very well rested.  His eyes glancing around the early morning room and thinking it would be nice to not be limited to staying inside all day.  He wondered if Binghe had access to a wheeled chair.  Maybe he could go out into the gardens today.  Surely Binghe had gardens.  

 

There was the rustle of fabric as Luo Binghe woke, knowing the other had.  He padded over silently and knelt down beside Shen Qingqui’s bed not saying a word, waiting, like an obedient dog might wait for their master.

 

“Binghe.  This master wonders if you have access to a wheeled chair.” He hummed softly still laying on the bed and not yet bothering to move.  Moving meant he would need the chamber pot and that was still embarrassing.

 

“This one does not know, but he will find one for the Master.”  Luo Binghe learned and rested his chin on the edge of the bed, hands on his legs.  He could have climbed up onto the bed, taken Shen Qinqui in his arms and held him. He wanted to, but the Master was right, he was a Beast and he would probably succumb to temptation.  

 

Shen Qingqiu nodded.  “When you go off to tend to what you need to send your attendant to try and locate one.  This master wishes to spend time in the gardens but doesn’t wish to be carried like a child to get there.” 

 

“As the Master wishes.” He wanted to get closer, to press his nose into the man's neck or hair, to take in his scent.  Why did this man, this person whom he hated so much only a short time ago, now have so much power over him? Why did he want him so badly? He had 600 wives, of all types, why did this one man, one omega, make him crazier than any of them ever had? 

 

The peak lord finally sighed in defeat.  He couldn’t delay forever.  He allowed Binghe to help him up and tend to his morning routine of using the chamber pot, dressing and getting settled on to the couch.  “If Shu was smart he went to bed early last night.” Shen Qingqiu said as he looked over the breakfast spread.

 

Shu was just outside the door of the apartment, silently waiting to be needed.  Luo Binghe's own attendant had brought in the breakfast.  This morning the tea was white tea, Shu had done as he said he would and made sure they had what Master Shen preferred. 

 

The name made Luo Binghe snort, he knew the man was no threat, he wasn't even a man! Still though he didn't like that someone else was taking care of Shen Qinqiu, even if it was perfectly normal for a Noble to have attendants.  

 

“And what does Binghe find so funny?” Shen Qingqiu asked as he pointed with his arm at foods he wanted to eat for breakfast from what was on the provided tray.  He was hungry and wouldn’t deny that he needed to eat.

 

“Nothing that this one needs to worry the Master about.” Luo Binghe dutifully began to gather what Shen Qingqiu wanted and began to feed him.  

 

Halfway through the meal there were voices outside the apartment.  Luo Binghe's attendant appeared and bowed. “Forgive this one's intrusion, but the Master Healer has come to check on Master Shen.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu looked to Binghe and nodded that he was willing to see the doctor.  “Only if it’s the human one.  I don’t want to see your demon doctor, I don’t like how he handled me like I was just a thing.” The peak lord said firmly.

 

The human healer entered, Shu a few steps behind.  After bowing and giving proper greetings the healer rose and smiled.  “Ah, yes, Master Shen is already showing signs of improvement.  His pallor has gained color, not so grey.  How do you feel Master Shen?” 

 

Shen Qingqiu relaxed and shifted to sit up better on his couch as the two entered.  He hummed softly.  “This master feels much better after the treatment yesterday and the allowed rest that followed.  This one feels that continued ability to rest will only increase his recovery.

 

“Yes, Shu was informing me of how long you rested, and you felt well enough to read.  Stimulating the mind is as important as the body and spirit.  Forgive this one for interrupting your meal, this Master made Master Shen his priority.” 

 

“This master appreciates that.  If you don’t mind waiting until we are finished then Binghe can go to work and we can continue with my treatment.” He purred and gently tapped the demon’s hand to remind him of his current task.  

 

The demon lord gave a soft smile and returned to his task, feeding Shen Qinqiu.  The doctor sat down in a chair and Shu stood silently behind him.  The doctor observed their Great Lord's demeanor, the way he looked at Master Shen, but also then glanced in his direction, perhaps at Shu.  

 

Truly Luo Binghe was being possessive, but why of someone who could not threaten him?  If Master Shen was correct, and they were perfect match, Luo Binghe should know no one is a threat.  Did he not realize this?

 

Shen Qingqiu finished his meal before patting Binghe on the head again.  “Now off with you.  This master will send your attendant if I need you.” He said reassuringly and pointed to the normally bored attendant.

 

Luo Binghe leaned to give a small nuzzle to Shen Qingqiu's cheek before rising and starting towards the door, giving one last look at Shu.  The eunuch did not flinch, calm and serene. 

 

Once the doctor was sure the Demon Lord was far enough away he leaned forward.  “Did Peak Lord Shen not teach his disciples about their nature's?  Great Master acts like a new Alpha, not one who has 600 wives, innumerable of whom are omegas.” 

 

“It was part of their schooling only after presentation.  He presented when he also presented as a demon… and we know that the way I handled that is also the reason I am in my state now.” The peak lord said simply.

 

The doctor looked at the peak lord a long while. “Does Master Shen mean to say that the Emperor of the Realms, a being of immeasurable power, the one who merged the realms, who has 600 wives and by all accounts is an excellent bed companion.... has no idea about the nuances of his nature....” 

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed and nodded.  “He didn’t even know I was an omega.  Couldn’t pick out my scent as one only that I smelled good to him.  He’s a complete fool when it comes to his second gender.  The amount of experience he has with all his wives means little in terms of his second gender.  I think if I had been in heat he would have known.  But my body is too weak to enter heat right now.” 

 

The healer took a long deep breath, closing his eyes.  He chanted a mantra for a few moments before he spoke.  “Master Shen... I mean this with all respect due to you, but you need to remedy this.  He is acting like a child, and he is likely to harm someone, like poor Shu, because he is unfamiliar with what is happening.  Some part of him realizes Shu is not a threat, but he keeps looking at him in a way that says if he breathes wrong he will tear him apart.” 

 

Shu coughed uncomfortably. 

 

“And how exactly am I supposed to do that without encouraging the behavior towards me?” The peak lord groaned.  “He tried to press for duel cultivation last night but I managed to divert his desires.””

 

“That I fear is the demon healer's doing.  It is a common cure for their kind.  While yes, it can help, for your physical well being I do not advise it.  May I inquire how you redirected him? It may help find further ways to redirect him.” 

 

“I used him.  Told him my body’s recovery would be delayed if we did such and then when he behaved I used him as a leg rest and let him continue turning pages for me.” He sighed not really happy with how he handled it but it seemed to make the demon happy enough.  

 

The doctor hummed and nodded.  “Forgive the crude language but... Junshang only knows how to please with his cock.  He wants to please you, and he becomes lost because his usual advances are not being accepted.”  He nodded more.  “In my younger years my services were retained by a high end tea house, I have seen many interesting sights.  Powerful men being used and stripped of their power is a common thing. It seems he is deriving pleasure from serving you, pleasing you.” A sly smile played on the old man's lips.  “Use him.  Degrade and demean him. He wants to be beneath you, let him.  In private of course, I doubt he would let anyone see him publicly. The way he yielded to you earlier, he isn't half as submissive even with his most domineering wives.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed and rubbed his face with the end of his arm before resting back on his couch.  His eyes moved over to Shu.  “Get me another pillow for my back.” He said simply.  “From the bed.  Master Luo’s bed, not mine.” He ordered then turned his attention back to the doctor.  “I asked Binghe for a wheeled chair, I wish to go outside.  Maybe I should press more on such.  Fresh air is good for healing after all.” He didn’t really want to think of having to degrade Binghe in favor of keeping the peace between them.  But he would do whatever he needed to if it meant he could avoid being fucked by the demon again.

 

Shu quickly did as ordered, returning with a pillow from the large bed and working it behind Master Shen's back.  

 

“I know the palace has at least one, I will try and find where it is so when he comes looking I can direct him.”  The doctor moved to stand.  “Fresh air would be very good.  Now, Shu mentioned some sores he saw yesterday on your legs. May I see?” 

 

Shen Qingqiu nodded.  “Yes.  The b…. Binghe has been applying some ointment to them but I don’t know if it’s effective.  It’s from when I was in the pot and not able to move.  The sores opened up and of course have yet to be properly treated.”

 

The doctor knelt down in front of him and lifted the robe and nodded.  “As I suspected they were.  Would Master Shen mind if I took this opportunity to teach your attendant?”

 

Shu moved closer to watch. 

 

“Of course.  He needs to know how to properly care for me as well.  He’s going to be doing a lot of it.” The peak lord nodded approvingly before settling back to let the man work.  “There is also one on my back if you need me to roll over.”

 

“These are pressure sores, sometimes also referred to as bed sores, due to the more frequent cause being from the infirm being bedridden. Obviously Master Shen is a very unique situation, but treatment is the same.  We need to keep them clean and bandaged.” The healer spoke and reached for the jar of salve on the table. He opened the lid and gave a smell and hummed.  “This is a good salve, but for these we will want something stronger.  I applaud Master Luo for trying.  I will make something better for them and send it over.  Bring the wash basin over.” 

 

Shu quickly went to fetch the bowl and pitcher.  The healer poured some of the water into the bowl then pulled a small bottle from his sleeve and added a few drops to the bowl.  He took a fresh clothes from Shu.  

 

“You do not rub, we want to dab gently to make sure there is no debris.  Apologies Master Shen, this may sting.  I added a tincture of peppermint, clove and matrine, they help purify the wound.”

 

The peak lord sighed and nodded.  He didn’t like that such wounds were mostly found on the infirm.  He hated that he was now also bed ridden and not by choice. “It is fine.  Do what you need to do.  This master can take it.”  

 

The healer began to gently clean each area thoroughly.  “Shu, powerful Cultivators like the Peak Lord, have a natural resistance to illness.  This does not make them immune.  In Master Shen's case he is very fortunate, with his stagnate qi he could have easily succumbed to any number of ailments.  Now that we have restored flow, we still need to be diligent.  His Qi is being directed to many places to aid healing, like a servant with too many tasks.  So we must do our diligence and aid the process where we can.” 

 

When the doctor started to clean the wounds the peak lord had to close his eyes.  It did in fact sting a fair bit.  But it was nothing he couldn’t handle.  So he just settled and let the doctor do as he needed to so he could heal as best as possible. 

 

“I will use the salve we have for today so we can get these wrapped.  I recommend using a silk cloth, but always make sure to purify your hands.  As I have been dipping them in the water, they are purified.  Never use a fabric with loose thread, it could get caught in a wound.”  He opened the jar and began to gently dab the ointment onto the skin.  “Again, dab, do not rub, you will aggravate the skin and potentially cause bleeding.” Once finished he pulled fresh silk wrapping from in his sleeve.  “Now when wrapping you want it snug, but not tight.  You want it secure without cutting off the circulation.  Never reuse wrapping unless you can clean them and purify them.  We aren't on a battlefield, so it is best to simply use new ones each time.  In an emergency you can use the same tincture in higher concentration and wash the bandages thoroughly.” He began to wrap the sores, snug but not too tight. 

 

Shen Qingqiu watched the doctor bandaging his legs and reaching his attendant.  Once it was done he let Shu help him roll over so they could look at the one on his back.  It was at the small of his back and by this time it had become slightly infected but was still already well on its way to healing.

 

The healer let the attendant handle this one, observing him.  Other than needing a little assistance starting the wrapping he did well.  

 

“Now since Master Shen does not have a looming presence just out of sight, are there any other concerns he may have?” The healer was good natured, seemingly understanding that this was not what Shen Qingqiu wanted but also the peak lord was doing what he had to to survive.

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed and shook his head.  “I just need to avoid that looming presence from deciding he doesn’t want to wait for me to heal before he uses me again to unload.  He needs to tend to his wives to keep Xin Mo in check.” He sighted and let Shu help him back into a sitting position.

 

The healer nodded.  “I have narrowed the list of possibilities for restoring your limbs.  My colleague of course suggested taking the limbs from another.... and while I understand the basic logic... he himself had to admit it has a high rate of failure.  I explained that Master Shen would not approve based on his principles.” 

 

While the healer spoke Shu began to work tidying.  He started to collect the breakfastware when he paused.  His eyes fell on the unused second set of chopsticks.  He picked them up and took them to one of the candles.  He began to fiddle around before coming to the bookstand and using the chopstick, a small bit of wax molded to the end, to turn a page. 

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed.  “Then what could we do.  I would not mind so much if the parts were sourced from a demon… they don’t deserve to continue living anyways.” He hummed and watched Shu curiously. 

 

The healer had begun to explain why demon parts would not be ideal when he saw Master Shen watching Shu.  He turned to see what the Eunuch was doing and hummed.  

 

The Eunuch realizes he was being watched and bowed.  “If this lowly one may be so bold.  I was attempting to give the Master the ability to turn his own page as he wished.” He brought over the simple device.  

 

Shen Qingqiu turned to better watch what the Eunuch was doing.  “And what does my attendant suggest?” He asked and eyes the chopstick.  

 

“This one thinks if he were to wrap one end to Master Shen's longer limb, he may be able to manipulate the pages. I recognize it still requires assistance to begin, but then Master Shen would be free to read and turn the pages at his leisure.  Please do not think this lowly one is attempting to be lazy, or shirk his duties.  It is this lowly one sees the frustration in the Master’s countenance at being unable to perform even the simplest tasks unaided.” Shu bowed. 

 

“It is a simple concept, but ingenious.  It seems Lady Liu was hiding quite a brilliant mind among her servants.” The healer mused. 

 

“We can try it.  It would be nice to be able to do something on my own again.” He hummed softly and offered his arm for the pair of them to figure out the best way to try and attach the chopstick.  This and the chair might be enough to help Shen Qingqiu not feel like he was so dependent on Shu or Binghe.

 

Shu and the healer spoke back and forth.  They managed a wrap that was secure but not ideal as the tool would shift up if too much pressure is applied. 

 

It was obvious that Shu’s mind was working to find solutions, his jaw set tight as he brought over the book stand. 

 

“Master Shen I would encourage Shu’s natural ability to adapt.  With the Lord I would frame it as Shu is a tool, like a hammer, a tool requires materials to be useful.  If Shu can create more things to make your transition easier, I would find a way to allow it. Junshang wants you to be happy, explain this makes you happy.” The healer spoke. 

 

Shen Qingqiu was practicing how to turn pages with the device as he listened.  “I also would like to encourage his activities.  But we need to make sure Lord Luo doesn’t take you helping me as an attempt to distance me from him.” He added to what the doctor had said.  “This still needs work.  It keeps moving too much and eventually it doesn’t reach.  We will need to keep working on it.” 

 

“Need something almost like a scabbard...” Shu hummed. 

 

“Make sure to give Junshang tasks that are still close to you.”  The healer looked over the device. 

 

“Once we have worked it out, you could use it to play shogi.  Great Master and Lady Liu play regularly, Great Master is very competitive." Shu mused. 

 

“Ah, that would be a good way to give him attention while keeping a respectable distance.”  

 

“Well for now I wish to just keep reading.  We can think on it for a while longer and revisit the device in a day or so with fresh ideas on how to keep it in place.  The peak lord sighed and rested back holding out his arm so the chopstick could be removed.  “As for Luo I’ll think of other things to keep him occupied… Shu, if you could use that mind of yours to find a way for me to not be at risk of slipping in the tub as well that would be appreciated.”

 

“Yes Master Shen.” The eunuch bowed and removed the device.  

 

“There is one final thing before this Master departs.  Shu came to me yesterday and I taught him what he needed to know to perform the qi flow therapy.  He did well practicing on one of my apprentices. I want to observe him to assure he has no questions or problems.” 

 

“This lowly one wishes to be of greatest value to Master Shen.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu was not looking forward to this part.  Yes his qi was flowing again but he knew that any added pressure would cause it to hurt again and he would end up tired out before the day really started.  But it was for the best.  “Very well.  Let’s get this over with.”

 

“What position would be most comfortable for Master Shen?” Asked Shu. 

 

Luo Binghe's attendant had taken over cleaning up, having removed the breakfast ware and was now tidying the beds and collecting laundry. 

 

“I’ll lay on my side again like yesterday.” He sighed and let Shu help him down on his side, back out towards them both.

 

Shu knelt down and placed his hands on Shen Qingqiu’s back.  He began, slow and hesitantly, gaining confidence as he worked.  The doctor knelt beside, giving encouragement and guidance, speaking about the difference with the missing limbs. 

 

Shen Qingqiu tensed up again as the qi was pushed into him.  His body kept wanting to extend out the flow without knowing there was a lack of ability to do so and as a result it caused pain at the stubs. 

 

This session was much shorter than the previous day, the doctor suggesting doing two or three smaller sessions to reduce the overall strain. Shu helped his master back to sitting, adjusting his pillows. 

Chapter 9

Notes:

Enjoy the second chapter for this week! Happy Birthday Cucumber and Shen Jiu!

A mere incense after the healer departed, Luo Binghe's attendant appeared.  “Uh... Master Shen... Lady Ning Yingyingg is here... asking an audience...” The poor attendant wasn't sure if he was supposed to allow anyone other than the healer and Shu access, but this was one of Luo Binghe's top wives.... and while she was one of the kindest he was still scared to anger her.

 

Shen Qingqiu frowned and thought for a moment.  Perhaps it would be best to see her when the beast wasn’t around.  Rubbing his face for a moment with his stump he considered this and weighed out the risks and benefits.  Finally he nodded.  “Bring her in.  And serve fresh tea.” 

 

The attendant bowed and escorted Ning Yingyingg in, her bright smile lighting up the room.  

 

“Shizun!” She said excitedly giggling as she pranced over and sat down beside him.  “I'm so glad Binghe has forgiven you, now we can all be happy!” She was still childlike and care free, oblivious to the complexity of everything.

 

Shen Qingqiu felt his spirit brighten a little as the girl came in.  He had always felt like she was his daughter in many ways.  But seeing her again sparked that fatherly love he had for her once more.  

 

“A-Ying, how have you been?” He asked trying to not spoil her happy mood,

 

“I'm wonderful.” She smiled warmly.  “Oh Shizun! Does no one take care of your hair? It is so messy!  Ah! It must be Binghe! Silly Binghe doesn't know how to properly take care of such beautiful hair! Can A-Ying fix Shizun's hair?” 

 

Shen Qingqiu relaxed and nodded.  “Yes, this master would greatly appreciate that.  Shu can you move me to the dressing table please.” He requested knowing A-Ying would not be capable of doing so.

 

Shu bowed and carefully lifted his Master carrying him to the dressing table. Ning Yingying excitedly followed, picking up a comb and starting to carefully brush out the long dark tresses, humming happily. 

 

A box sat on the dressing table, long and narrow, a jade green silk ribbon wrapped around it. It was the one Luo Binghe had when he returned last night but had never given it to Shen Qingqiu. 

 

Shen Qingqiu hummed happily as the young girl brushed and tended his hair.  “Binghe would do well to be taught how to handle hair like A-Ying.  Perhaps you could teach him.” The peak lord relaxed under her hands before turning to see the box.  “What’s that?” He asked glancing at Shu.

 

“This one is not certain. Great Master was carrying it when he returned last night.”  Shu bowed. 

 

“It's on the dressing table, we should open it! We gave up giving Binghe hair ornaments, he never wears them.”  Ning Yingyingg giggled, setting down the comb and picking up the box and untying the ribbon. She opened the lid and gave another giggle.  “It is obviously for Shizun.” She set the box down in front of him and returned to tending his hair. Inside the box was a hair pin very similar to the one he had always worn. Long, elegant silver with the pale green ribbon.  There was no complimenting crown, but that was not so easily replicated.   “I should be teaching your attendant to do your hair, not Binghe! Such a silly man.  Fight anytime we want to do things for him. Whenever we have a party some of us force him to let us take care of his hair.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu chuckled at this.  “I’m sure if he knew it was for me he would gladly sit and learn anything A-Ying wants him to learn.” He said softly as he looked at the hair ornament.  “Would A-Ying be so kind as to put that in this master’s hair?” 

 

Ning Yingyingg finished tying his hair into the proper style and lifted the hair pin, setting it perfectly into his hair.  She looked at him in the mirror from behind.  “Master Shen has always been so beautiful!” Even if he still looked painfully thin and the color had not fully returned to a healthy glow. 

 

The attendant returned with a tea tray, a small assortment of dried fruits and nuts arranged alongside the pot and cups.  

 

”Thank you A-Ying.  Come, let’s have tea together.” He said with a smile and nodded to Shu to help him get moved back to his couch and the table.  “Tell me A-Ying.  Some of the other Wives are reading books with a yellow cover.  Is that also what you read?”

 

“Master Shen! Is that a proper thing to ask your disciple?” Ning Yingyingg blushed a little then perked up. “Master Shen is staying in A-Luo's room... does that mean Master Shen is one of Binghe’s wives? Is Master my brother-wife?” This seemed to excite her.  

 

Shen Qingqiu flushed at this and cleared his throat.  “N…no A-Ying.  Master Shen is staying here simply because Binghe has not given this master a new place to stay yet.  And this one is only worried about the sort of books A-Ying had access to.”

 

Ning Yingyingg looked crestfallen, then obstinate. “This disciple is not a child, she is a woman.  I have read some of the yellow books, but they are not this one’s favorites.  This one prefers stories of love and devotion. Hero's overcoming heavenly tribulation for their beloved.” She humfed.

 

Shu kept quiet, hiding his emotions well.  It was not his place to tell Master Shen's affairs.  He poured the tea for the lady and his master.  

 

“Yes you are a Woman now.” He sighed realizing exactly how much he had lost.  More than just his limbs but also time.  “Does Binghe treat you well?” He asked while waiting for tea to be held for him.

 

“Binghe is very good to this one.  He is gentle and affectionate. I am very happy.” She smiled, picking up her tea and taking a sip.  

 

Shu lifted the cup and offered it to his Master's lips. This made Ning Yingyingg stop and watch, the realization that her Shizun could not take care of himself in the least dawning.  “Shizun should let Ning Yingyingg come and spend more time with him! Master needs to see the gardens! They are so lovely! Binghe has let us sisters plant so many beautiful flowers and trees.  Different gardens are like different places, plants from different parts of the world!” Ning Yingyingg was a beta, and female, making her the least possible threat, on top of her being one of his wives already. 

 

Shen Qingqiu sipped at his tea and noticed the look of pity on his disciple’s face.  He frowned and looked at her.  “When this one acquires a wheeled chair the gardens sound like a good idea.  For now though there is nothing that we can do. I do not wish for Shu to simply carry me like a child through the palace.”

 

“This disciple can send someone to find one!” Ning Yingyingg smiled wide, eager to make her Shizun happy.   

 

Shen Qingqiu shook his head.  “No need.  My doctor has already started looking for one so that Binghe may acquire it from him and feel like he did the work.  You know how he is.” At least he hoped that was how he was with the others. 

 

“Is Master certain he isn't a brother-wife?  A-Luo is only like that with his favorite wives. Fulfilling even the smallest desire eagerly.” Ning Yingyingg giggled.

 

Shen Qingqiu blushed and looked away.  “A-Ying is a beta so she cannot tell this.  But this master is an omega and Luo Binghe has found himself attracted to me simply because of that fact.  I am not a brother-wife.. at least not yet.  But this master is trying to not become such.”

 

“Would it be so bad? Yes the Master and A-Luo have not always been loving, but he is a wonderful husband.  He takes care of all of us in his own way. You will see! Binghe is like a big fluffy dog! He may growl and be scary sometimes, but he is loyal and loving.” 

 

This comparison broke Shu’s composure and he made a small sound, like a surprised choke. 

 

Shen Qingqiu looked to Shu with an arched brow for a moment before back to A-Ying.  He reached up with his longer arm and gently touched her face.  “A-Ying.  Binghe has been kind to you and for that I am greatful… but this master has had all of his limbs torn from him by that demon and this one cannot simply forget that.” He said softly and with a calm, even voice.

 

Ning Yingyingg's lips began to quiver.  “But... A-Luo was mad at how Shizun treated him.... but now... now he wants to do better, I know he does! Shizun has to try!” She may have had the body of a woman, but she was still a naive girl, where the world was simple. 

 

Shen Qingqiu hated seeing A-Ying on the verge of tears.  It tore at a piece of him that was soft for no one but her.  “Very well… this master will try and get along with Luo Binghe.  But I will not be a brother-wife if I can help it.”

 

“Master should try it out.”  She got a mischievous grin as the tears dried up. “He may be big, but he is gentle, and he does love using his mouth.” 

 

Shu's hands were shaking while holding in his laughter.  He was not embarrassed in the least, he was used to Lady Liu and her ladies, and they had very graphic discussions. It was the fact that the Lady Ning was so candid about sharing her husband and his... talents and poor Master Shen wanted none of it.  

 

Shen Qingqiu cleared his throat.  “Perhaps this is a conversation for another day.  This master grows tired and needs to take his medications.”

 

Ning Yingyingg smiled softly and nodded.  “Rest well Master.” She rose and departed.  

 

Shu had taken a few deep breaths and calmed himself. He poured fresh tea and opened the red jar procuring one of the red tablets.  He offered it to the Master’s mouth before lifting the tea cup for him to wash it down.  

 

Shen Qingqiu took the pill before settling into the couch to read and drink tea in silence.  He didn’t want to think about Binghe for a while. 

 

It seemed peace was not to be for the Peak Lord. The demon lord broke the silence with his heavy foot falls.  He came into the room, a dark expression on his face.  “Out.” He said to Shu, who bowed and quickly left.  

 

The demon lord came over to where Shen Qingqiu was resting and fell unceremoniously to his knees with a growl. He huffed as he put his head on the longer of the two stumps.  

 

Shen Qingqiu grumbled softly as the Demon went to his knees in front of him.  “Binghe you mustn’t treat a beta… let alone a eunuch with such aggression. You’ve barely been gone half the day what has got you in such a state?” He asked as his longer arm stump rest on the demon’s head.

 

The demon lord growled and turned his face into the fabric and mumbled something.  He was, as usual, acting like a petulant child. 

 

“Binghe I will not indulge this behavior if you refuse to speak with me.  What happened?” The peak lord took his arm away from their head.

 

There was a whine as the demon lord lifted his head and looked up at Shen Qingqiu.  He then laid his head back down.  “How did you make being a leader look easy?” He sighed. 

 

“It’s not easy.  What is the problem little Binghe is having?  Perhaps this master can advise Binghe how to handle it.” The peak lord just gently pat his head again. 

 

“So many people in my ear, all have their own opinions, own objectives.  They all want something and no matter what decision I make someone will not be happy about it.”  He gave a softer sigh at the returned attention. “Settling territory disputes is near impossible.”

 

“Territory disputes are always the most difficult.  But if Binghe wants to be a leader he must learn.  You need to read more red covered books.  They have heavy political themes.”  He sighed and looked to his book that had just been set up for reading.  “Come sit next to this master.  He was about to read.”

 

Luo Binghe did as beckoned, climbing up onto the couch and resting his head on Shen Qingqiu's shoulder.  “I smell Ning Yingyingg's perfume.” He murmured.  “I told her I would tell her when you were ready for company.” 

 

“Yes, well, just like Binghe A-Ying can be stubborn.  She came by for tea.  She left about an hour ago.” He would not bring up how she was encouraging him to be a brother-wife. 

 

“Must be a trait of Qing Jing Peak.”  Luo Binghe snorted.  Not that Qing Jing Peak still existed, large parts of it were now the Endless abyss. “How does one decide who has the right when they both have claims. Merging the realms was supposed to solve problems, not make more.” 

 

“You must research the claims, find out who's stronger or has more weight to it and in the event that they are equal then divide the disputed land equally amongst those disputing it.”  He sighed and attempted to brush some hair from his face that the wind had displaced.

 

Luo Binghe lifted his head to help and saw the pin, he smiled and pushed away the stray hair.  “Does Master Shen like my gift?  I know the Master does not approve of being improperly dressed.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu nodded.  “Yes, your gift is appreciated.  A-Ying was able to do up my hair thanks to the gift.” He smiled warmly.  God’s he hated how he was softening to the damn demon.  It was all that damn charisma.

 

“Yingyingg did a good job.”  Luo Binghe purred, looking over his features.  “What stories did my peach blossom wife tell you?  If you want to know something around the palace she is the one to ask, she is able to befriend anyone.” 

 

“She mostly spoke of you and your prowess.  This master only wanted to ensure Binghe was taking care of other of this master’s former Diciples.” He looked down at Binghe.  “Thank you for treating her right.”

 

“I would never harm Ning Yingyingg, she has always been good and kind to me.  She was the guiding starlight on the darkest nights.” Luo Binghe spoke truthfully and heartfelt. “She is one of the few wives I would never give up.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu nodded to this.  “Well  you’re here rather early today, and this lord wants to go out in the gardens.  Go and ask my doctor for the wheeled chair.  And don’t delay.” He said giving his little demon an order. 

 

Luo Binghe looked a bit stunned for a moment before smirking.  “As the Master commands.” He purred, the foul mood he had arrived in cleared away.  He rose and made his way out of the apartment.  

 

When he was far enough away, Shu risked returning.  “Is the Master alright?” He had honestly expected the Emperor of the Realms to have destroyed something or hurt Shen Qingqiu, but everything was as it was, and his Master was sitting in the same place as he had been. 

 

“Yes Shu all is well.  Please assist this one with one final chamber pot visit before I go out to the gardens with Junshang.” They took care of what was needed before Binghe could return with the wheeled chair. 

 

It took at least two incense for Luo Binghe to return. He entered the apartment and walked over, picking up Shen Qingqui with a wide smirk.  He purred as he carried the man out of the apartment down the stairs to the path where an ornate wheeled chair with cushions.  He gently lowered him into the chair.  

 

Shu lingered on the porch, but did not approach.  He found he was best off to keep his distance when Junshang was around Master Shen.  He had no frame of reference to what was happening between them, he had been a small child when he was cut and never had felt romantic or sexual feelings.

 

Shen Qingqiu didn’t like being carried in public.  He flushed deeply in embarrassment at the risk of others seeing him.  Once he was in the chair though his mood changed.  “This is much nicer than this master expected.” He hummed in approval.  “Now which garden would you like for this master to see first.”

 

“We could start here at the one close to here, I let the women handle designing the gardens.  Each one is unique, it has features of each of them.  Ning Yingyingg is full of so many flowers.  Liu Miyang is neat and organized but still a beautiful, careful arrangement to let the few flowering plants stand, complemented by the green.”  Luo Binghe began to push him.  “They designed this garden to have a dual nature, while also having fruit trees.”  

 

Shen Qingqiu listened intently to what the demon was saying.  He was happy to be out of the room for a bit.  Though now that he was finally out of the room he realized that it was colder outside than inside.  His thin body feeling chilled from the breeze as they made it into the gardens.  

 

“Did Binghe perhaps bring a blanket for this master?”

 

“Master is cold?” Luo Binghe stopped and came around and looked down, he quickly pulled off his own outermost robe and worked to tuck it around Shen Qingqui’s body.    

 

This was not what the peak lord had expected.  He had hoped for a blanket but instead he was now surrounded by the alpha’s scent.  Dammit.  He frowned and shook his head.  “This master thanks Binghe for his generosity.”

 

“I don’t want you to get sick.”  Luo Binghe squatted down in front of him, checking to make sure he was thoroughly covered, all the proper language gone, focusing solely on Shen Qingqui’s safety and comfort. 

 

“This one is fine now.  Shall we continue? A-Ying told me of the gardens earlier and this one wishes to see what she spoke of.” Be would have pat Binghe but his arms were now secured under Binghe’s outer robe.

 

Luo Binghe nodded and rose, he began to push him into the garden nearest his apartment.  Large fruit trees cast shade over the path, while different flowering plants scattered around.  There was open spaces for Luo Binghe to lay out.  It was still something he loved, laying in the grass letting the sun and wind on his skin.

 

Shen Qingqiu looked around, taking it all in and letting himself relax.  The scent of the alpha on the robe wrapped around him helped ease him into a sense of security.  The omega in him feeling safe and loved.  The peak lord hated it.  The logic of his mind challenged what his instincts wanted. 

 

“This is nice.” He said softly and looked to the place in the grass that Binghe probably enjoyed laying in.

 

Binghe hummed.  “I like it here, they did a good job designing it.  Some of these trees are new varieties. Hybrids effected by the merging, they possess strong spiritual energy.  We have healers studying other properties they may have gained from this merging.”   

 

Shen Qingqiu listened intently as he looked around at the flowers and plants before finally pointing up at one of the fruit trees.  “This master would like to try one of those.” He said with a smile.  It felt nice just being outside after being in the prison for so long then being confined to Binghe’s room.

 

Luo Binghe, like a dedicated disciple, went to the tree and easily climbed up it.  He took his time selecting a properly ripe one before jumping down. 

 

He brought it over and knelt down as he began to peel the bright colored outter skin.  The fruit was aromatic as he worked to remove the peel, revealing the juicy fruit inside. Once he finished he pulled off a section of fruit and offered it to Shen Qingqiu's lips. 

 

The peak lord sniffed the fruit before eating the slice offered.  He hummed approvingly as the sweet tangy flavor as he used his stump to cover his mouth as he ate.  

 

The Demon Lord looked up, the disciple, the youth from Qing Jing Peak peeking through.  In that moment he was just a boy wanting his Shizun to be pleased with his work.  

 

Shen Qingqiu saw the look and sighed.  “Thank you Binghe.  This fruit is good.” He waited for the next piece.  

 

Luo Binghe dutifully fed him another piece, and another till the fruit was gone.  “How does the Master feel? Shall this disciple get Shizun another?” 

 

“Not at this moment.  Let’s try another fruit.” He smiled relaxing into his chair.  “Too much of one thing will ruin its flavor.”

 

Luo Binghe rose, leaving the peel in a neat pile beside the chair before running off to another tree and climbing up it with ease.  He took longer in this one, not finding one he thought was good enough.  Eventually he jumped down and returned carrying what appeared to be a peach, save for it having a pale blue hue. 

 

He knelt down again, and with his bare hands, carefully pulled it into two halves.  He pulled out the large pit and set it aside before breaking the fruit into smaller segments.  He then offered a bite to Shen Qingqiu. 

 

“Why is it blue?” He asked as he leaned forward to take a bite.  He hummed at the interesting flavor.  It was certainly a dryer fruit than the other but just as sweet.

 

“It is a hybrid with a fruit native to the Mobei Territory in the demon realm.  It was a very rare fruit, only the Mobei Clan elders were permitted to eat it.” Luo Binghe hummed, recalling what he had been told.

 

Shen Qingqiu “I’m guessing he graciously offered to you one of these fruit.” He huffed and took the next bite.  The fruit oddly warming him despite the cold nature of it.

 

“He did.  We are discovering more and more plants that have been changed by the merge.  At encouragement from my lovely daisies, I have an entire division that focuses on studying these plants and cataloging their effects. Some are dangerous to humans, others dangerous to demons.  Some have more benefits to one over the other.” 

 

The human nodded at this.  “Have you had any other humans trying this fruit before?  It makes my body warm like I had just been drinking wine.”

 

“Hmm. I can’t recall.  I would have to ask the Daisies.  They are very involved in the experimentation, I would think they would have warned me if it wasn’t safe for humans.”  Luo Binghe cocked his head to one side.  “Do we need to go back so you can rest?” 

 

Shen Qingqiu nodded.  “I would like to go back.  Now this master is feeling a little warm…” he said this as the heat rose to his cheeks and his body felt a little tingly all over.  

 

Luo Binghe brought Shen Qinqui back to the apartment.  When he lifted him from the chair he could feel how warm he was, and it made his heart beat quicken.  “I'll send for the doctor...” Had it been too much? Being outside? Or was it the fruit?  

 

Both attendants were outside on the porch and at the mention of the doctor, Luo Binghe’s attendant took off running to fetch him.  Shu opened the doors for Luo Binghe to carry Shen Qingqiu in, standing against the wall to wait for further directions.  

 

Shen Qingqiu had started to sweat and he groaned uncomfortably. He tried to push away from the demon as he was handled but ended up just inhaling his scent.  His body started to show desire. 

 

Luo Binghe gently set him on the bed and began to take off the Peak Lord's outer robe. For the moment he was focused on the other's wellbeing, the sweet intoxicating scent of the omega had yet to fully impact him as he was focused.  

 

Shu brought over the wash basin, setting it down with a fresh cloth before backing away.  Luo Binghe took the cloth and dipped it into the cooler water before starting to dab at the warm skin of his master's face and neck. 

 

The cooling rag helped a little bit his skin still tingled.  And the slightest touch was having an effect on him.  His robes had become tented from his arousal.  “I think that fruit isn’t safe for humans.” He panted out.  

 

“Ning Yingyingg has eaten it...” The red eyes fell on his Master’s “problem”. “Perhaps.... it only effects omegas?” Wouldn't have Mobei Jun told him? Or were all Mobei Elders Alphas or Betas? “I'm so sorry Shizun... this was not my intention....” He was being honest, and now the scent was starting to tease at his alpha senses.  “Tell me... what do... please...”  He gritted his teeth.

 

“It’s fine Binghe… it’s fine.  I just need…” his face was flush.  He needed the doctor.  “Hot.  It’s hot.  Cold water.  Cold bath.”

 

Shu was half way to the door when the harsh voice of Luo Binghe told him to stop.  The eunuch froze in step.  “Stay with him...”  it was obvious the alpha struggled to say it.  He looked pitiful at Shen Qingqiu.  “Im not strong enough to stay close...” He rose, fighting every primal instinct and himself went to fetch the water. Shu took Junshang's place, gently dabbing cool water on the warm skin.

 

 Luo Binghe had made three trips, a bucket in each hand by the time the healer and his attendant returned.  Luo Binghe explained the fruit and the healer nodded before going inside. 

 

Shen Qingqiu was trying to control himself.  But he was so hot.  Then the doctor came in followed by Binghe.  He desperately wanted the alpha to help him find release but also wanted the other to stay far away from him.  He was aware of how the demon had resisted the urge to follow his instincts.  

 

“Sorry to call you out doctor.”  The peak lord's body was covered in sweat and clearly hard now under his robes.  His qi was in flux and having difficulty flowing.

 

“It would be best for me to be here.” The doctor hummed as he continued his exam.  He looked back to Luo Binghe who was still in the doorway, his back turned trying to keep himself calm. 

 

The healer leaned down and whispered.  “I do not know if I can help. I can balance your Qi, but until the effects wear off it could become unstable again.  I don't suggest this lightly, but you may be best to let him help you.” 

 

Shen Qingqiu groaned at this.  “Fine.  Tell him that this master will allow it.  We can figure out what happened once it’s stable.” He hated the idea of this but the doctor wasn’t an option and neither was Shu.  It had to be Binghe.

 

The doctor rose and nodded to Shu.  He then approached Luo Binghe.  “The fruit is acting as an aphrodisiac while also causing his qi to be in flux.  He has agreed to let you help him.”