Xie Jianshen's face took on a blank expression when he heard his father's words.
"Wedding? To an omega?"
The Emperor arched an eyebrow at his eldest son.
"Otherwise?"
Xie Jianshen draped an arm protectively around Xie Jianyu's shoulder.
"Little Yu is not ready," he decided.
The Emperor squinted at his sons.
"The Heavenly Empire is not waiting for him to be ready, or for you to make him ready."
Xie Jianshen opened his mouth to argue, but Xie Jianyu squeezed his hand to silence him.
"I don't mind," he said. "I will do it."
The Emperor smiled.
"Very good. Jianyu is growing up."
Xie Jianshen grew tense.
"It is not about growing up or not! Little Yu's body is not yet capable of impregnating an omega."
The Emperor scoffed.
