Senior brother is so awesome!

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She racked her brains for names of modern five-star hotels, which sounded grand but were not suitable for ancient restaurants. After much thought, she had no choice but to ask the prince beside her for help.

Situ Ze pondered for a moment, then uttered two words, "Beauty."

"Huh? Where is the beauty?" Qin Yuechan looked around, not having realized what was happening. Where was the beauty?

Looking at her innocent face, Situ Ze couldn't help but quickly lean forward and kiss her cheek. Qin Yuechan shuddered and turned around to grab his arm, saying, "How dare you take advantage of me!"

Although she was fierce, she was incredibly cute. He begged for mercy while admiring the little woman's "shy" appearance.

After the laughter subsided, Situ Ze voiced his thoughts, "Look, the owner of this restaurant is an absolute beauty. It's not an exaggeration to call it 'Beauty's Restaurant,' is it?" His peach blossom eyes smiled as he gazed at her captivating face.

Upon hearing the words "Beauty Pavilion," a mischievous idea suddenly popped into Qin Yuechan's head. She nodded with satisfaction, watching him laugh so hard he almost flew away, before smilingly saying, "I think all six of you senior brothers are beauties. If you could work as waiters, I wonder how much more revenue you'd generate." As for the women, wives, and young ladies, wouldn't they be lining up to eat here?!

Upon hearing this, the smug man's face suddenly darkened. He tightened his grip around her waist, his tone punitive: "Very well, aren't you afraid we'll be chased away?"

"Whoever can escape from my grasp, I, Qin Yuechan, will surely become their disciple! Haha..."

The two laughed and joked their way to the Regent's Palace. Situ Ze, worried that she would get tired from walking, picked her up and carried her to the backyard. She was already used to this scene, but the maids and servants who passed by from time to time stared wide-eyed in disbelief. This was their princess! How could she be carried by another man? This was too indecent!

She struggled to get down, but Situ Ze wasn't about to let her off so easily. "You dared to make your senior brothers act as servants, this is your fate!" he said with a smirk, his tone undeniably domineering.

"Um, okay, I'll take it back. But with so many people around, it would be bad if word got out." They're at the Regent's Palace now, not at Mount Sanqing!

His face darkened upon hearing this. His good mood had been ruined by her words, so he held her even tighter and chose the main road with the most people to walk towards the backyard.

Qin Yuechan wanted to speak, but seeing his face as dark as ink, she didn't dare to open her mouth. Anyway, she had seen quite a few people when she entered the door, so what difference would a little more gossip make?

As they stepped through the gates of Tingchan Garden, a fiery red figure pounced on them. When she saw that Situ Ze was holding a beauty in his arms, her face fell, and she pointed at Qin Yuechan, shouting, "Who is she!"

She looked at the newcomer with some confusion. Her fair oval face, adorned in a fiery red dress, was contorted with rage. Her small mouth was tightly pursed, and her large, round eyes blazed with fire. Her jet-black hair was styled in double buns, with a ruby-encrusted gold hairpin that circled the buns three times. Tassels cascaded down her sides, adding a touch of liveliness to her already delicate and lively hairstyle.

With round eyes and cherry lips, she was an extremely pretty little beauty, but the murderous rage in her eyes ruined that beauty and added a touch of ferocity.

It seemed she knew Situ Ze. The hint of disgust on his face confirmed Qin Yuechan's suspicions. However, judging from her clothes and headdress, which were not ordinary items, her outstretched fingers were as delicate as scallions, and her overall aura, she must be a member of the royal family.

Seeing her overbearing attitude, Situ Ze became even more unwilling to pay attention to her. Holding the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, he walked past her and went straight inside. Seeing that she was being completely ignored, the girl's anger intensified. She chased after them and blocked their way, shouting loudly, "Brother Ze, don't you recognize Youfang?"

"Brother Ze?" She savored the incredibly ambiguous way he addressed her. She hadn't even called him Brother Ze yet. Judging from how fluently the girl said it, she must have gotten used to it. Could it be that he had tacitly agreed to it? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel jealous and struggled to get down from the ground.

"Don't move." Situ Ze said gently to Qin Yuechan without even glancing at the woman.

Seeing that she couldn't struggle, she could only pout and say unhappily, "A beautiful lady is looking for you, so it's not convenient for me to disturb you here."

These words were quite blunt, and Situ Ze's expression instantly brightened. His peach blossom eyes shone with a light that was almost blinding, and his previously jealous face flushed red under that tender gaze.

"You, you lot! You have no shame!"

A sharp shout pulled the two "shameless" people, who were stuck together, back from their sweet intimacy.

Situ Ze, his face ashen, ignored her and carried Qin Yuechan into the Tingchan Garden's bedroom. The girl, in her desperation, tried to follow, but was stopped by the guards at the door. Forced to shout, "Brother Ze! Come out!..."

Although there were two doors separating the dormitory, the girl's voice was so loud that he could hear her clearly. She struggled to stand on the ground, poking his hard chest with her small hand and threatening, "Is it torture to force a confession, or will you confess and be treated leniently?"

From the smile in her eyes, he knew she was joking. Situ Ze grabbed her mischievous little hand on his chest. The soft, boneless touch felt like holding a piece of agar, a little cool, yet so delicate that it melted his heart.

He pulled her to sit at the table, poured her a cup of tea, and then began to tell her the story of where the girl came from. It turned out that the girl's name was Zhao Youfang, the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo of Baihu Kingdom, and the half-sister of his fifth senior brother Zhao Yelin. Since childhood, his fifth senior brother and Situ Ze had often been together, and this little girl loved to join in the fun. Originally, he thought it was just a little girl being playful, but as she grew up, she could no longer hide her feelings for him. This time, they came secretly, and he wondered how Zhao Youfang had gotten the news.

At this point, Situ Ze's eyes became thoughtful. This girl couldn't have come alone, but her appearance was a reminder that others would come to see him later. So... he held the little woman in his arms tightly, making sure they didn't discover her presence.

Having ascertained her identity, Qin Yuechan felt it was impolite to leave her fifth senior brother's sister standing outside the door, so she asked Qing'er to let her in. But to her surprise, as soon as Zhao Youfang entered, she slapped her across the face!

She didn't flinch, confident she could catch Zhao Youfang's hand, but a certain man couldn't allow anyone to treat his woman like that. He swiftly grabbed her raised hand and then violently flung it aside.

Zhao Youfang learned a lot of kung fu from her brother. Although she was not badly injured, her heart was broken by her brother Ze's protection of that woman. After a moment of stunned silence, tears welled up in her big eyes. She stood there stubbornly, her pale face pitiful to behold.

This kind of girl, when she's fierce, her eyes glare like saucers, but when she cries, she cries pitifully, which makes Qin Yuechan feel a little guilty. Because Situ Ze is blocking her way, she can't go over, so she can only say to comfort her: "Miss Zhao, don't cry. Fourth Senior Brother didn't mean to hurt you."

Zhao Youfang had hoped to use this opportunity to gain Ze Gege's pity, but instead of moving him, this woman pretended to be kind and tried to persuade her. Having failed to achieve her goal, she immediately stopped crying, wiped her tears hard from her cheeks with her sleeve, and glared at her fiercely: "Cat crying for a mouse, feigning compassion!"

"Zhao Youfang! Watch your words!" Situ Ze roared.

"Brother Ze, why do you like this woman? Is it because she's pretty?" After being touched by him, tears welled up in her eyes again.

With a cold expression and barely suppressed his patience, he said, "I like her because she is who she is, for no reason at all, do you understand?"

Zhao Youfang would never listen to such a reason. For her, there must be a reason for liking someone. She liked that Brother Ze was handsome and charming, and that he was also a prince. She herself was the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo. Their union could only be described as a match made in heaven. How could she be like that timid woman who only hid behind Brother Ze? Did she think she could rule the world with just a pretty face?

As she thought about it, she cried harder and harder, shouting, "She's not good enough for you! Even if she's pretty, she'll grow old. How can she compare to my true feelings for you!"

"Feelings aren't just about sincerity; they can't be together just by being sincere." He had watched her grow up since she was a child, and in his heart, he only ever saw her as a younger sister. Nothing more was possible. He could say these things openly, but he couldn't. Zhao Yelin was his capable assistant, and her father, the Duke of Zhenguo, was a veteran official of two dynasties, a man of integrity and strictness. He had taught him when he was young and was his mentor. To hurt his mentor's daughter with words was something his morality forbade.

Zhao Youfang was about to cry when a man strode in from outside the door. His tall figure appeared in the dormitory like a mountain. Zhao Yelin's dark eyes tightened the moment he saw his sister, and he grabbed her hand and tried to pull her out.

"Brother, you can't take me away! I came to find Brother Ze..." Such cries meant nothing to Zhao Yelin. He forcibly took her away, and her voice quickly disappeared into the garden.

Situ Ze was afraid she would be angry and wanted to turn around to explain, but when he turned around, he was met with a pair of tender eyes. Her already beautiful face seemed to be inlaid with a pair of black water droplets, which made him fall firmly into that sweet feeling.

Could you repeat what you just said?

Peach Blossom Eyes paused slightly, then pulled her into his arms with a large hand, chuckling foolishly, "Sweet words lose their power if spoken too often. If you want to hear them, let me serve you in bed soon."

"You! Mmm—" The words were cut short between their intertwined lips...

In the guest room, Zhao Yelin suddenly pulled the little girl behind him into the living room. The girl fell heavily onto a chair, rubbing her wrist in pain as her hand was gripped tightly, her big eyes looking pitifully at her brother.

"Brother! Why are you helping others but not me?"

Zhao Yelin snorted angrily, his dark skin radiating fury, his fierce eyes glaring at her. "Speak! Who brought you here?"

Although he was just a warrior, a warrior who was good at using schemes was definitely not simple. The moment he saw his sister, he knew that people from the White Tiger Kingdom had come, and that his sister was involved!

In his extreme anger, his sharply defined features became somewhat frightening. Zhao Youfang was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she trembled all over, saying in a trembling voice, "Brother, don't be angry."

At home, she wasn't afraid of her father, and her birth mother, the Duchess, had passed away early. In the mansion, only her mother was the most powerful, which fostered her fearless personality. However, when facing her wooden-like older brother, she felt a little afraid because if she made a mistake, her brother would really punish her.

Zhao Yelin narrowed his eyes, like a dangerous black panther, and slowly said, "If you don't tell me, I'll have someone send you back right now, and you can forget about ever entering the gates of the Duke of Chu's mansion again!"

She was startled again; her brother had acted on his thoughts! Instinctively, she immediately opened her mouth and said, "It's the Third Prince!" Then, she covered her mouth in surprise, "Brother, you mustn't tell anyone!" The Third Prince had repeatedly told her when he brought her out that she couldn't reveal him, and she couldn't let him know.

"The Third Prince?" He frowned deeply, muttering about that person, wondering how he knew where they came from. Could there be a traitor among his own people?

All ideas are uncertain and must be discussed with the fourth senior brother. However, with his younger sister crying her eyes out, it is impossible to send her away immediately. He can only let her stay in the manor for the time being and send someone back to the White Tiger Kingdom later.

As night fell, Qin Yuechan excitedly examined the layout of Zuixianlou from left to right, pondering design plans in her mind. Although she knew some of the hotel's facilities from her previous life, there were too many things lacking in this era. What should she do?

Qing'er stood to one side, watching her master look at the paper, sometimes excited and sometimes troubled, so she leaned over and asked, "What is Master looking at?"