Senior brother is so awesome!

Chapter 108 The Joy of Eyebrow Painting

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Because of the passion of the night before, Qin Yuechan woke up at almost noon. She hadn't slept until late morning in a long time, and she felt incredibly comfortable. Apart from the domineering man in her bed, everything seemed wonderful!

Zhong Zhichen lay on his side, comfortably propping his head up with his hand, admiring the beautiful woman getting dressed before him, his gaze not missing a single detail.

"Pervert!" she cursed inwardly, dragging her tired and sore body as she slowly put on her clothes. People say that once you get used to working, it's very tiring to put it down and pick it up again. That's how she felt right now. She was really tired, but the culprit was none other than the naked, handsome man lying in bed!

"Why didn't you go to court today?" You usually go to the palace before dawn. Is it a day of rest?

He lay back on the bed indifferently, hugging the brocade quilt that was filled with her scent and breathing deeply. "Whether I attend court or not is up to me."

He arrogantly threw down a sentence, got up and casually put on his clothes. Qin Yuechan suddenly saw his magnificent appearance and blushed. She pretended to be doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

Noticing her subtle movements, he smiled wickedly, stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulder, and whispered hot breath in her ear, "Did you enjoy yourself last night, my wife?"

Sure enough, her face turned even redder, as delicate and bright as a ripe peach, so sweet that it tempted people to come forward and taste it. Just then, Qing'er's voice rang out from outside, and he reluctantly pecked her cheek before straightening up.

As Qing'er helped her wash up, her heart fluttered slightly. The reason she blushed earlier wasn't because of his words, "Search the book title on Baidu + Tingchaoge to see the fastest updates." They were practically an old married couple, so why would she be shy because of such a lewd remark? It was because his use of "wife" reminded her of their "first" wedding night in the valley.

In their bridal chamber, with the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, the countless stars and the moon served as their witnesses. The rustling of leaves in the wind could not drown out their passionate voices.

After Zhong Zhichen finished washing up, he watched her get ready under Qing'er's help. The peerless beauty in the mirror had delicate, smooth cheeks that were naturally flushed, and her watery eyes were like swirling smoke, making her exceptionally alluring.

He stepped forward and took the eyebrow pencil from Qing'er's hand, then bent down to draw her eyebrows. Qin Yuechan, a little scared, leaned back slightly and scolded, "Stop fooling around, what time is it?"

His hawk-like eyes gazed at her shy appearance, and the tenderness in his heart overflowed even more. He coaxed her softly, "We have known each other for many years, but I have never touched a brow for Chan'er. Today, I will make amends for my mistake."

The usually cold and aloof regent suddenly became gentle, which she found hard to resist. But it was also quite rare for her to do so. She smiled charmingly, sat up straight, and said, "Alright, I will give my husband a chance."

Zhong Zhichen was amused by her fearless expression and smiled. He reached out and began to trace her beautiful eyebrows. His focused expression was filled with tenderness, and every movement was gentle, as if he were touching a rare piece of porcelain.

Because they were so close, his breath sprayed hot air onto her face, causing a tingling sensation. Looking closer, she saw that his firm chin had sprouted some stubble, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. She reached out to touch it as if possessed.

"Cicada." With a hint of warning, she stuck out her tongue and sat up obediently.

After finishing the drawing, Zhong Zhichen took a small mirror and looked at her, smiling like a child showing off a treasure. Looking in the mirror, he saw the beautiful distant mountains reflected in the mirror. Her eyebrows were already very well-shaped and could be drawn with a little care. Now they looked just right, neither too thick nor too thin. However, she could not feel happy.

Zhong Zhichen noticed her unusual expression and held her soft little hand: "Is it because your husband didn't draw well?"

Qin Yuechan shook her head, a hint of disappointment in her eyes, "It's precisely because it's too good."

"Oh?" Hawk-eyed's smile deepened. "Is being too good a mistake?"

She lowered her eyes in anger, turned her head away and ignored her, saying that she had never touched other women, otherwise how could she paint so well and so skillfully?

A large hand encircled her from behind, and he chuckled softly in her ear, "Is my little cicada jealous?"

"Yes!" He admitted it without any attempt to hide it.

Zhong Zhichen's smile widened, and he chuckled as he nibbled on her earlobe, "Silly girl, I learned it from Lin Xi's eyebrows, would you be jealous of him?"

Startled, Lin west was his personal attendant. No wonder his eyebrows always looked strange when he saw him recently. It turned out that this unscrupulous master had persecuted him.

She burst out laughing, leaning against him and completely losing her composure.

Amidst laughter and playfulness, Qing'er had already arranged for the meal to be placed on the table. He pulled her to sit down, and the several exquisite dishes made her mouth water. Last night, he had been quite a handful of her, and she was fine even without eating. But now, seeing the table full of delicious food, she realized that she was starving.

She wolfed down her food, then contentedly had Zhong Zhichen wipe her mouth with a handkerchief. Being served by a handsome man made her as happy as a little mouse that had stolen some food.

He had memorials to attend to in the afternoon, so she took the layout plan and eagerly went to find her fourth senior brother, since he was a direct participant in this matter and was quite shrewd.

But just as she reached the entrance of the guest courtyard, she heard a woman's soft voice coming from inside. It wasn't hard to guess that it must be Zhao Youfang. Now she hesitated. Should she go in? Would she ruin the young girl's good time? But then she thought, Situ Ze is her man! She couldn't just stand by and watch him be teased!

She walked slowly to the main hall and clearly heard Situ Ze's voice, which was clearly annoyed, "Youfang, you should go back. I'm tired."

The girl pleaded coquettishly, her voice so soft it could melt your heart, "Brother Ze, please play with me for a while. I heard that the street outside the Prince's Mansion is the most bustling street in the five kingdoms. Take me for a stroll!"

"I really have something to do today, go find your older brother." Annoyed by her pestering, his voice unconsciously rose.

Zhao Youfang was about to say something, but when she saw the woman walking in with light, graceful steps, her charming smile froze on her lips. The next second, she grabbed his arm even more tightly and rubbed against him, "Brother Ze, you promised to let me go out and play, didn't you? Didn't you often come to see me when we were in the White Tiger Kingdom?"

From Situ Ze's perspective, he couldn't see Qin Yuechan entering the room. He impatiently raised his hand and said, "Aren't you annoying..." He only got halfway through his sentence when he suddenly saw the graceful woman standing to the side. His expression softened, and he ignored Zhao Youfang, who had been pushed aside, and walked up to her.

"If Chan'er wanted to see me, she could have just sent someone to tell her. Why did you have to come all this way? Aren't you afraid of getting tired?" The tenderness in Peach Blossom's eyes seemed genuine; she wished she could hold her in her hands, yet feared she might melt away...

Qin Yuechan smiled charmingly and said reproachfully, "It's only two courtyards apart, not far at all."

The mutual concern between the two was torture to Zhao Youfang, who was burning with anger. Moreover, her brother Ze, who had been so impatient just moments before, seemed like a completely different person when he saw this wretched woman—so gentle! No, that gentleness should be hers, how could it be given to this woman!

Qin Yuechan handed him the layout diagram and said softly, "I looked at it for a long time last night, but I couldn't figure out how to arrange it. Why don't you give me some ideas, senior brother?"

When his beloved asked for his help, Situ Ze was overjoyed. He took her small hand and led her toward the study. "Come on, this isn't the place to talk."

Having already hinted at something, she glanced at Zhao Youfang, whose face was ashen and clenched her fists, but then felt it was too hurtful. A young girl's feelings are always poetic, and being too direct might not be good. So she turned to her and smiled, "Would you like to come along, Sister Zhao?"

Zhao Youfang initially wanted to refuse outright. She was angry because her brother Ze had just said he had something to take care of, but now that this vixen had arrived, he had nothing to do. Remembering what her mother had said, she knew she had to be patient and not act impulsively, so as not to ruin her noble image. Therefore, she put on a sweet smile and nodded gracefully, "Then I'll go and join in the fun."

Qin Yuechan was somewhat surprised, but seeing that although she had a smile on her face, she couldn't hide the jealousy in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but pulled Situ Ze, who had a displeased expression, and walked into the study.

The Regent's Palace was very well-equipped for its guests. Even a small study, though small, was fully equipped and had everything one would need. The walls were adorned with paintings by some unknown artist. Although it wasn't as grand as Zhong Zhichen's study, it was still quite adequate for the guests.

They had visited Zuixianlou twice and were more familiar with its furnishings. Situ Ze, having traveled extensively, quickly pointed out areas for improvement, while Qin Yuechan added modern amenities from time to time. The two engaged in a lively discussion.

Zhao Youfang, sitting to the side, gritted her teeth. She hadn't followed this vixen in to hear her brother Ze being so affectionate. Besides, they were talking about lowly business matters, which she found utterly disdainful and contemptible. As noble as she was, the daughter of a duke's mansion had everything she could want, so why would she care about such petty gains?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She suddenly stood up and squeezed between the two of them, and said to Qin Yuechan with a forced smile, "Sister, you see, I can't have come here for nothing. How about I give you some advice?"

Both she and Situ Ze were taken aback for a moment, then their eyes lit up with a smile. "Then, Sister Zhao, tell me what you think?"

Zhao Youfang finally had a chance to teach the vixen a lesson in front of her beloved, so she cleared her throat and said, "In Youfang's opinion, this two-story building doesn't need to be used as a restaurant."

"Then tell me, what should we do?" Situ Ze asked coldly, his eyes half-closed.

She glanced at Qin Yuechan smugly and said loudly, "It can be turned into a brothel! Find a few pretty vixens, and Sister Qin will be a living advertisement! Why worry about not having money to throw in?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Yuechan's smile remained unchanged, as if it were something she had expected. But Situ Ze could no longer hold back and shouted, "Get out! Shut your dog mouth and get out of here!" Before she could react, he yelled towards the door, "Someone! Throw her out!"

Zhao Youfang was stunned and couldn't react. Incredulously, she tried to tug at his sleeve but was violently shaken off. With a pitiful look on her face, she said, "Brother Ze..."

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