Chapter 1992: The Days I'm Spoiled by My Wife in the Insect Clan 25

The triennial Radiant Moon Day is about to arrive.

On that day the entire main star will be shrouded in the silver light of the Radiant Moon star, the night hazy until a new day arrives.

The ancient nobles have always valued this 'Day of the Insect God's Blessing'; every three years they take turns hosting banquets among the families, and the Insect Emperor is also invited to attend.

Unlike before, this time the Claude family is also on the invitation list.

Jin Chen had grown accustomed to the nobles' various excuses for gatherings; this bunch seemed to have nothing else to do but attend parties or be on their way to them, yet this time he really couldn't refuse.

Because the host of the banquet happened to be the Zenoer family.

A boring banquet? No thanks. But showing up to support my wife? That I can do.

The Zenoer family's banquet was held in a separate palace; guests arrived one after another, and the noble male insects routinely sought dance partners, making the scene very grand.

At that moment, Jin Chen was changing clothes in Zenoer's room.

The all-day moonlight was perfect for sleeping; Zenoer couldn't bear to wake the unwilling-to-rise male lord early in the morning, so he simply came back a day early to stay, only coming over to let him prepare before the banquet began.

Zenoer half-sat on the bed's edge, waking the still-asleep male insect: 'My lord, it's time to get up and prepare; washing up and changing into formal attire takes a bit of time.'

Jin Chen had already awakened when he entered, now more than half awake; thinking of that boring noble crowd gave him a headache, so he wrapped his arms around Zenoer's waist and pulled him into an embrace.

'No rush, today's main character isn't me.'

Zenoer naturally understood his meaning; the noble male insect circle led by the Mairen family had repeatedly invited Jin Chen to join, to no avail, and not long ago they recruited a new member, Hubert.

Today, they will announce at the banquet that Hubert is very likely to undergo a tertiary differentiation—an event extremely rare in the entire history of the Insect race.

Moreover, those who already knew the news have begun openly speculating: between Hubert and Jin Chen, this brotherly pair, who truly is the most exalted male insect on the main star?

Thinking of this wager, Zenoer leaned in to kiss Jin Chen's lip corner, stroked his soft hair, and said, 'My lord, if you don't wish to see Hubert, I'll go tell the mother.'

Jin Chen pondered for a few seconds, then lazily sat up, leaned into Zenoer's embrace, and slipped his hand inside to fumble around.

'I might as well go down; Hubert might actually want to see me.'

It's also a good chance to test Vika's ability.

Zenoer's waist went limp; he hurriedly covered Jin Chen's wandering hand, kissed it at his lips, and softened his voice to coax: 'Don't mess with me, my lord; the formal wear wrinkles easily.'

Jin Chen then pulled Zenoer closer, clung to him for a while before finally rising.

As expected, when Jin Chen and Zenoer entered the hall hand in hand, the topic circulating among the guests was the tertiary differentiation and the wager.

Hubert, acting out of character, deliberately came over with Vika trailing behind him to share a drink with Jin Chen.

'Brother, congratulations on your impending differentiation.'

Jin Chen's handsome face was deep-set, the corners of his mouth holding a familiar smile—harmless yet laced with mockery—for no reason it ignited Hubert's anger; he snorted coldly, also curling his lip, 'Indeed, after all, when you underwent your secondary differentiation, you gave me quite a few gifts.'

That was his most embarrassing moment!

And now, soon it will be Jin Chen's turn to experience that feeling of having nothing.

Thinking this, Hubert's smile grew colder; he tapped Jin Chen's cup, saying, 'I will also prepare a great gift for you.'

Crack!

Jin Chen's cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

'Ah.' Jin Chen took a step back without much sincerity, hid behind his female consort, and chuckled at Hubert: 'Brother, your temper is flaring before the differentiation.'

The guests who looked over regarded Hubert with suspicion, whispering amongst themselves.

Hubert: '……'

'Lord Hubert, please do not get too close to my lord.' Zenoer's voice was icy, his aura oppressive; Hubert instinctively stepped back a few paces, and also heard Zenoer's warning laced with killing intent.

'You have shown hostility toward my lord more than once; please restrain yourself.'

Hubert, fuming, retorted, 'How dare you speak to me like that!'

'You misunderstand.'

Zenoer's killing intent subsided; he said expressionlessly, 'I am merely protecting my lord.'

In every word, it was Hubert picking a fight and acting unreasonably; even the nobles present could find no fault.

Vika wrapped her arms around Hubert's arm, withdrew her covert gaze assessing Jin Chen, and softly said, 'Let's go, it's fine.'

He already knew how to draw this lord's spiritual power.

Vika had once locked eyes with Jin Chen in an instant, sensing that probing glance, but it vanished so quickly she thought it an illusion; when she looked again, Jin Chen was already being affectionate and coquettish with Zenoer.

Little did they know, as they left, Jin Chen glanced lightly at their retreating backs, his eyes hiding a hint of teasing.

【Host, have you noticed something off about the protagonist?】 Ling Gun Gun asked.

【Hubert's spiritual power is very unstable inside him; Vika, on the other hand…… has something.】

Jin Chen raised his eyebrows, thinking Hubert probably wouldn't survive the differentiation period.

'My lord.' Zenoer's voice was soft, tinged with dissatisfaction, 'Is that female insect really that beautiful?'

Jin Chen turned solemnly, cupped Zenoer's face and kissed him, 'Nonsense; I'm not blind—clearly my consort is the most beautiful, right?'

Zenoer's ears flushed red; his anger vanished instantly, heedless of the curious surprise of the surrounding guests, he returned the embrace.

'Then could you refrain from always looking at him?' Zenoer rested his chin on Jin Chen's shoulder, tilted his head to rub slightly, his eyes flickering toward the direction Vika departed, 'I would feel awful.'

Jin Chen stroked his consort's hair, when suddenly he saw a servant walking upstairs, respectfully standing opposite, 'Young master, the master wishes to see you.'

Zenoer's body tensed slightly; he instinctively glanced upstairs, releasing his hold on Jin Chen.

'My lord, I'll go say a few words to the mother father; I'll be back soon.' Zenoer handed him a cup of wine suitable for a male lord.

Jin Chen had no suspicion; thinking of Count Eaton's stern face, he nodded, hooked a finger into Zenoer's long hair, 'Remember what I told you before.'

Seeing his wife once makes the father-in-law's wife become 'law-abiding'; that's not a good omen.

Seeing Zenoer off upstairs, Jin Chen found a inconspicuous corner, covertly observing the nobles at the banquet, and quickly spotted Hubert and that group of male insects.