I Found Myself Pregnant After Becoming An Omega 39

 

Chapter 39: Irritation

 

After injecting the inhibitor, Ji Yu felt much more comfortable.

 

He shook his head, took a deep breath, and sighed, "I'm fine."

 

He Zhou leaned against the back of his seat, with a look of searching in his dark eyes.

 

Inhibitor can only suppress the physical reaction of the body, but it cannot refresh the mind nor cure dizziness, so what exactly is “fine?”

 

He couldn't help but glanced at Ji Yu up and down, "I saw you touching the back of your neck. Why? Did it not heal well?"

 

Ji Yu shook her head: "No, it’s been recovering well, and even the scabs have fallen off."

 

What Ji Yu didn’t mention was the fact that the temperature of the gland after the scab has fallen off is higher than that of the surrounding skin. It is always hot to the touch, and sometimes even gives Ji Yu the illusion that he has a fever.

 

Thinking about it, Ji Yu decided to go back to the hospital for a follow-up exam in two days.

 

Putting away the used inhibitor, Ji Yu glanced at the time, "It's still early, let's go to the shopping mall first. I need to buy a gift to visit your house."

 

He Zhou said: "No need, just say that we bumped into each other on the road."

 

"There must be proper etiquette, and your father also helped to take care of Xiao Yu. I have to thank him."

 

As he said that, Ji Yu looked at He Zhou as if thinking of something, "Thank you too."

 

He bent his eyes slightly, smiled and raised his chin at He Zhou, "If you need something later, just say it, and I’ll take care of it. Don't be polite to me."

 

He Zhou looked at him sideways and raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

 

He didn't refuse, and directly accepted Ji Yu's kindness.

 

Ji Yu turned his head in satisfaction, took out his phone, and expressionlessly turn all notifications to mute.

 

At noon, the sun hangs high, and its scorching light covers the earth.

 

The car that was about to reach He Mansion turned around and drove towards the business district instead.

 

After some time, the car finally came back, brimming with gifts.

 

The two got out of the car.

 

The guard standing at the door took the initiative to help carry things in.

 

Ji Yu looked up at the building in front of him, and couldn't help admiring: "This manor is really nice."

 

He subconsciously called it a “manor,” and not a house or a villa, because the building had a charming old-world style, sort of like those palaces of old seen on TV.

 

The outside of the manor had white stone walls and black tiles, as well as a lavishly decorated roof with cornices and curved corners.

 

Outside the front gate sat two stone lions, which added to the grandeur and magnificent look.

 

Walking in, there is a wide road paved with green bricks. There are ponds on both sides of the road with crystal clear water. Sparkling pebbles can be seen at the bottom of the pond, surrounded by carps of various colors, all dancing through the water.

 

The building itself, although built in an old-fashioned style, does not feel dilapidated or worn down, but is actually very well maintained. At a close distance, one can even see the glossy coating on the wooden beams and window frames, and smells the unique light aroma of scented wood.

 

Ji Yu looked around and two words came to mind, “heritage” and “merits.”

 

It seems that He Zhou's background is much stronger than he imagined. After all, there are countless mansions and villas these days, but it is rare to see this kind of house where the a sense of principle and accomplishment can be seen at a glance.

 

He looked up and found that there was a plaque hanging on the door, so he couldn't help asking: "This house must be quite old, right?"

 

He Zhou came over: "Well, it has been three or four hundred years, and it has been renovated and expanded many times."

 

Ji Yu nodded, then sighed again: "Amazing."

 

He followed behind He Zhou, looking at this and that, feeling that everything was novel.

 

In the end, Ji Yu still remembers what he was here for, "Shall I go and say hello to Uncle He first?"

 

Speaking of Father He, Ji Yu was a bit nervous.

 

Ji Yu understands very well that due to the original Ji Yu’s situation, his presence here could be consider a humiliation to the He family. After all, the original Ji Yu had supposedly cuckolded their son.

 

It was best if Ji Yu didn’t have to meet old Father He, but since he is already here, no matter how embarrassing it was, he still had to be courteous.

 

He Zhou loosened his tie, and said in a nonchalant tone, "You don't need to say anything special. Just a nod and a simple greeting is enough. My dad doesn't care about things like etiquette, so you don't have to feel restrained."

 

As he spoke, He Zhou frowned slightly, and simply tore off his tie and stuffed it into his pocket, "Come, I'll take you directly to our stable."

 

"Ok."

 

Since He Zhou had said so, Ji Yu didn't need to say any more.

 

Under the scorching sun, the two arrived at the stable without any hindrance.

 

During this period, Ji Yu's expression kept changing as if he had discovered a new world. He knew that He Zhou's house was big, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

 

After walking across a small bridge arching over a flowing stream, Ji Yu saw pavilions, towers, and gazebos strewn about. The road under his feet seemed to contain infinite possibilities, impossible to reach the end.

 

After walking for a while, He Zhou finally stopped.

 

He turned slightly towards Ji Yu, and pointed to the building not far away.

 

"We're here, it’s over there!"

 

When He Zhou spoke, the corners of his mouth were raised, and there seemed to be light in his deep black eyes.

 

Proud and eager.

 

After all, what man doesn't love horses?

 

Ji Yu likes them, and He Zhou likes them too.

 

Ever since he was a young child, He Zhou had been trained to ride horses by his father. From being led around on a small pony, to expertly commanding a battle horse, He Zhou had grew up into a master rider.

 

He Zhou could still remembered the first time he raced with his father. 

 

The reins were clenched tightly in his hands.

 

The howling wind brushing his cheeks.

 

The heart that wants to soar and conquer…

 

It was that moment that He Zhou realizes how much he loves the feeling being in complete control.

 

While He Zhou was reminiscing, Ji Yu was also extremely excited. He had been looking forward to riding a horse, ever since He Zhou mentioned about his family’s stable.

 

The two soon came to the stable, and after one look, and Ji Yu couldn’t help but gasp.

 

The stable was extremely huge.

 

Although the horses inside are tethered, there is a lot of room for free movement. The ground is covered with hay.

 

In addition to adult horses with beautiful fur, Ji Yu also saw several little ponies. The ponies were moving their legs, shaking their heads and bumping into each other, as if they are playing a game.

 

Ji Yu was even more impressed, thinking that this place is simply a paradise on earth.

 

He Zhou had a panoramic view of Ji Yu's reaction, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but become higher.

 

He crossed his arms around his chest and led Ji Yu inside, introducing the origins of these horses as he walked.

 

"This horse is called Lightning. It has a very strong temperament and only listens to my father. This other one is my favorite, it’s a battle horse called Wind Chaser."

 

Ji Yu suddenly looked up: "Can I touch them?"

 

He Zhou shrugged: "Of course."

 

As he spoke, he raised his chin towards the group of horses and motioned, "Choose one and give it a ride?"

 

Ji Yu’s smile couldn’t be hid at all, "Then I have to choose carefully."

 

He Zhou looked at Ji Yu’s body: "Can you ride a horse?"

 

Ji Yu nodded immediately: "Of course!"

 

He Zhou was still staring at Ji Yu, when he suddenly went up and grabbed Ji Yu’s hand.

 

Ji Yu was taken aback, and subconsciously tried to withdrew his hand: "What are you doing?"

 

He Zhou's expression was calm, but he exerted a little force and prevented Ji Yu from breaking free: "Let me see your hand."

 

"Huh?" Ji Yu was a little confused, but didn't struggle.

 

He lowered his head and looked at where their hands connected.

 

He Zhou's hands were big and powerful, with well-defined joints, and his fingers easily wrapped around Ji Yu’s palm.

 

Slightly rough fingers rubbed against the clean, soft palm flesh, causing a slight itch.

 

Ji Yu felt uncomfortable and wanted to ball his hand up, but seeing that He Zhou's expression didn't, he had no choice but to resist the itch and continue to held out his palm.

 

Ji Yu couldn't help but urghed: "What are you looking at?"

 

He Zhou lifted his eyes, landing on the young man’s red earlobe.

 

His heart moved, and the smile in his eyes became even bigger.

 

"The skin on your hands is too thin and there are no calluses. You need to wear thicker gloves later."

 

“Oh.” Ji Yu’s expression became obedient immediately, and he let He Zhou knead his palm: "That makes sense."

 

He Zhou pinched the soft palm again with no change in his expression.

 

"I'll choose a horse for you. Some horses are too hot-tempered and hard to control. It’s your first time here, and you just had surgery, so we better pick one that’s gentle."

 

Ji Yu was startled, and the corners of his mouth suddenly drooped a little.

 

He knew that He Zhou's words were considered euphemistic..

 

His current body was indeed too weak, without many muscles. It was really difficult to hold onto the reins tightly and control the horse, which can be bumpy.

 

Although he was a bit disappointed, Ji Yu was also aware of his own conditions. He dare not mess around, so he nodded and was about to agree, but at this moment, his gaze suddenly met a pair of big wet eyes.

 

He looked up and found that it was a red horse which was looking at him, and snorted when it saw him looking over.

 

Ji Yu blinked, and suddenly had an idea.

 

He reached out and pointed at the red horse: "How about that one?"

 

He Zhou looked over and couldn't help laughing: "That’s a good choice. It's called Braver. It has the best temper in this group of horses. It is also a hard-working horse and can run very well."

 

Of course, the most important point is that it’s Wind Chaser’s wife.

 

But He Zhou didn't say that.

 

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows proudly: "Then this is the so-called fate."

 

He immediately started walking towards Braver.

 

He Zhou smiled and also began walking forward.

 

He looked at Ji Yu's back, and said with a trace of seriousness in his tone, "Yes, fate."

 

Soon, both of them chose their horses and led them onto the race course.

 

At this time, the sun was slightly lower, and the wind gradually became stronger, taking away part of the heat.

 

Ji Yu touched Braver’s face: "Let’s soar!"

 

Braver raised its head fiercely, and responded with a snort.

 

Ji Yu grabbed the saddle with a smile, kicked his feet, and stepped on the horse's back skillfully.

 

He held the reins and looked down at He Zhou, his eyes were brightly provocative: "Fastest one to complete a lap?"

 

He Zhou raised his head: "Ok, but what’s the prize?"

 

Ji Yu laughed: "What do you want?"

 

"How about the loser agreeing to any condition?"

 

Ji Yu sighed: "This again?"

 

He Zhou raised his eyebrows: "You don’t dare?"

 

Ji Yu snorted lightly: "I will accompany you to the end!"

 

After finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the reins, and said with high spirits, "I'll go around first to warm up."

 

Without waiting for He Zhou's answer, Ji Yu tapped the horse's belly in a standard manner, and rushed out against the wind.

 

The horse's hoofs are churning, and its long mane flew majestically in the breeze.

 

Riding against the wind, Ji Yu felt a coolness filling up his entire body, scattering the midday heat.

 

The corners of his mouth lifted more and more, and Ji Yu puffed out his chest and let out a loud cry with all his strength.

 

The turbid air in his chest seemed to be completely dissipated along the shout, leaving only comfort in his body.

 

It feels good.

 

Really good.

 

Ji Yu hasn't felt this kind of pleasure for a long time. He had always felt that there is a mountain of many things waiting for him to do, constantly pressing him down. It’s truly great to take some time to relax just for a while.

 

There were sound of hoofs rattling in his ears.

 

Ji Yu turned his head and saw a handsome face.

 

He Zhou had rolled up his sleeves, and the muscles on his forearms, tensed from gripping the reins, had bulged in a beautiful arc.

 

The button of the shirt is also half open, and the strong chest muscles are very eye-catching. Instead of his usual blank expression, his mouth contains a grin reaching his eyes, and his chin was raised provocatively at Ji Yu.

 

Ji Yu also laughed and pointed not far away: "How about we start the game over there?"

 

He Zhou replied: "Ok."

 

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The sweat of the two men were quickly dried by the wind.

 

No matter how bright the sun is, they can't feel the heat on their bodies.

 

Horse hoofs clattered, and the field was filled with the smell of wind and grass.

 

Clothes fluttered, and the expressions of the two were nothing but excitement.

 

Somewhere on the edge of the race course, two people were watching them from a distance.

 

One of them said: "My brother really likes him."

 

The other person put his hands behind his back, didn't make a sound, but his lips curled down betraying his emotions.

 

He Jiao bit her lip, and looked at the two people riding side by side in the distance: "Besides, I always feel that—"

 

She paused and didn't continue.

 

He Xiong frowned: "What?"

 

"I feel that... Xiao Yu looks like brother."

 

He Xiong's face remained calm, but the hands behind his back were clenched tightly: "Do you even know what you're saying?"

 

He Jiao didn't say answer, and continue looking before asking, "Dad, don't you think so?"

 

She thought silently in her heart, if she didn't feel it, why would she suddenly look through her brother's childhood photo album?

 

He Xiong didn't speak, he looked at the two people in the distance with deep eyes, turned and left without saying a word.

 

He Jiao glanced sideways at him and followed quickly.

 

Ji Yu didn't notice the two visitors, and when he finally looked over, he only saw two retreating figures.

 

He has never met He Xiong, but he knows He Jiao. Seeing the middle-age man walking beside He Jiao, Ji Yu could easily guessed the man’s identity.

 

Ji Yu’s high spirit suddenly waned, and he pulled at the reins, coming to a stop.

 

He Zhou noticed Ji Yu’s action, sighed, and also stopped his horse.

 

He controlled the horse to turn around and came to Ji Yu's side: "What's wrong?"

 

Ji Yu raised his chin in the direction where He Xiong left: "Your father and sister came just now. They should have seen us."

 

He Zhou took a glance, "It's okay."

 

Then he looked sideways at Ji Yu, "Do you want to continue?"

 

Ji Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, since I already saw Uncle He, I might as well go and greet him."

 

With that, Ji Yu turned over and dismounted.

 

All of a sudden, the heat swept through my body again, and sweat dripped out.

 

His summer clothes were thin and instantly soaked with sweat, and his hair became wet and stuck to his face.

 

Ji Yu pinched his collar and sniffed, before wrinkled his nose in disgust.

 

He Zhou saw this scene, dismounted and said, "Go and take a bath?"

 

"I don't have a change of clothes."

 

"You can borrow my clothes."

 

It's hard to in his current state, so Ji Yu agreed: "Okay."

 

The two took the horse back to the stable, and then He Zhou took Ji Yu back to the house.

 

Along the way, they didn't meet He Xiong or He Jiao.

 

Walking to the bedroom on the second floor, He Zhou opened the door and turned sideways to let Ji Yu in.

 

He pointed to the bathroom: "The bathroom is over there. You wash up first, and I'll find some clothes for you."

 

"Okay."

 

Ji Yu only glanced around the room briefly before taking the towel and entering the bathroom.

 

Ji Yu was never one to hesitate, and quickly took off his clothes. After taking off his clothes, he shook his hands and realized that his palms were red and swollen. When he bent down, he saw that the inside of his thighs were also slightly red from being rubbed by the saddle. Fortunately, there was no bleeding.

 

"Ji Yu." He Zhou suddenly spoke outside the bathroom door.

 

Ji Yu raised his head: "Huh?"

 

"I put the clothes on the stool by the door."

 

"Got it."

 

Ji Yu didn’t immediately turn on the water.

 

He touched the position of his heart and felt that it was still beating a little fast. The glands on the back of his neck were also a little warm to the touch.

 

It’s really not suitable to take a shower right after exercising, so Ji Yu decided to wait and cool down.

 

He walked to the bathtub and sat down. The cold temperature of the bathtub penetrated into his skin, instantly allowing him take a long breath of comfort.

 

However, despite waiting a while, the palpitation in his heart didn't disappear.

 

Thinking that He Zhou was still waiting to take a bath outside, Ji Yu pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and glanced at his lower body. Then he walked to the shower as if he had made some decision, and turned on the shower.

 

Warm water poured over his head.

 

Ji Yu raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, and combed his wet black hair back, revealing his smooth forehead.

 

He frowned and made a low hum in his throat.

 

He suddenly gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, then opened them again after a moment.

 

He reached under the shower head to rinse, but Ji Yu's brows still couldn't relax, and instead looked even more distressed.

 

The discomfort in Ji Yu’s body has turned into a certain type of irritation.

 

It seems that this kind of irritation cannot be relieved through the front, but through...

 

Ji Yu blinked, his face becoming a little weird.

 

After hesitating for a while, he reached hesitantly reaches his hand back and touch in between his buttocks.

 

The moment his fingers touched a certain place, Ji Yu’s expression crumpled and his hand retracted at lightning speed.

 

Ji Yu slowly raised his hand to his eyes with a complicated expression. He rubbed his fingertips first, then slowly opened his fingers, before closing them again.

 

As the fingers open and close, a layer of transparent and sticky liquid was dripping down from them.

 

"What is this..."

 

 

 

 

 

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Historical Notes:

He Zhou’s horse is actually referred to as Ferghana Horse (大宛馬), or “Heavenly Horse.”

During the Han Dynasty (113 BCE), Emperor Wu of Han obtained a prophecy that he would find “divine horses” from the west. About ten years later, Emperor Wu received a report from his envoy that a country far in the west called Ferghana (Dayuan) had managed to raise a breed of battle horses far superior and powerful than any horses ever seen.

Unfortunately, Ferghana refuses to trade away their prized horse breed, and soon conflict emerged.

In the end, Emperor Wu invaded Ferghana, defeated the Dayuan army, and turned it into a vassal state. From then on, Ferghana had to send thousands of horses a year to Han Dynasty as tribute. 

Apparently, these horses “sweat blood.” Modern scientists believed that it has something to do with a parasite found underneath the horse’s skin, which mixes blood with the horse’s actual sweat. However, ancient people thought it was a sign of divine blessing, thus they named it “Heavenly Horse.”

Moral of the story: if you liked something very much, invade it 

                                                                                        --Emperor Wu of Han, 103 BCE.

 

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