Senior brother is so awesome!

Qin Yuechan watched as a face as beautiful as a fairy was transformed in her hands, and her suppressed emotions finally eased. She mischievously kneaded and rubbed it, thinking how he had just made her anxious.

The two laughed and joked as if no one else was around, forgetting that someone else was lying next to them.

The fourth senior brother glanced weakly at the blood-soaked bandages on his body, and cried out in great distress, "Junior sister, it hurts so much..."

She turned around and saw his only visible eyes, his peach blossom eyes, looking at her with a wronged and dissatisfied expression, as if silently accusing her of "being fickle".

Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly covered her second senior brother with the blanket again, saying tenderly, "You sleep for a while, I'll change the dressing for my fourth senior brother."

The second senior brother was always considerate of others. Although he really wanted to be with her, he still smiled and nodded.

After comforting her fourth senior brother, Qin Yuechan went out to find Qing'er to get medicine.

After that slender figure gracefully departed, Situ Ze looked at Zhu Mingquan with a smug expression, "See? Junior Sister still cares more about me."

Zhu Mingquan's pale face had a jade-like luster. He closed his eyes and said slowly, "Yes, it is fortunate to have suffered injuries like my junior brother's. It is indeed a blessing."

Situ Ze wanted to say that his junior sister's kindness to him wasn't because of her injuries, but as he was about to speak, he accidentally aggravated the injury on his face. The sharp pain made him frown, and he snorted and ignored him.

Soon, Qin Yuechan returned to the east wing with clean bandages and prepared medicine powder. Under Situ Ze's affectionate gaze, she began to clumsily change the dressing. Actually, she could have asked Qing'er to do it for her, but for some reason, she didn't like others touching her man. Was she too jealous?

It seems that in ancient times, being jealous was one of the seven grounds for divorce! But then she thought about it again and realized it was just worrying unnecessarily. They had never even married, so how could they be divorced?

Finally, under the guidance of her second senior brother, Qin Yuechan hurriedly and clumsily repaired her fourth senior brother's open wound and changed his dressing.

Mission accomplished, she proudly wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead, her chin almost reaching the sky, "From now on, the world has gained another divine doctor, Qin! Hehe!"

Despite the pain from his wound, Situ Ze still agreed without batting an eye, "Yes, yes, I am deeply grateful for the help of the divine physician. I have no way to repay you but to offer myself to you."

She glanced at him dismissively. "Hmph, you've been mine for a long time!"

Upon hearing this, Situ Ze felt a surge of joy, his peach blossom eyes fixed on her delicate face. "In that case, I'll give you a child!"

"..."

Her cheeks flushed red, and she picked up the scissors with the air of someone sharpening a knife to slaughter pigs and sheep.

Second Senior Brother Zhu Mingquan said leisurely, "Fourth Senior Brother, don't be impatient. Once you're fully recovered, Junior Sister will already be pregnant."

“You…” Situ Ze was furious. He brought up his injuries again! But what he said wasn’t unreasonable. When he was injured and bedridden, wouldn’t they have an advantage?

With his captivating peach blossom eyes, he turned his gaze to Qin Yuechan and chuckled. He was determined not to be controlled by anyone!

Seeing that the two men were injured but still teased her, her face flushed red, and she muttered, "Second Brother has become bad too."

After observing her fifth senior brother's injuries, Qin Yuechan left the east wing to let them rest.

Just then, the three people who were discussing matters in the main hall also came out.

Zhong Zhichen glanced at the basin of bright red water in her hand, his brows furrowing. "How is the fourth brother?"

She smiled gently, "It's alright, Fourth Senior Brother is in good health, the wound will scab over quickly."

He nodded slightly in relief, and was about to say something when Yun Ting, dressed in dark black robes, walked over, a contemptuous smile always on his thin lips.

"The Empress is certainly busy with many things to do. Has she become a doctor again today?"

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the faces of everyone present immediately darkened. Pei Yunhao, quite tactfully, stepped forward and said, "Brother Yun, let's hurry up and leave, otherwise it will be troublesome to get out of the mountain if it gets any later."

Yun Ting then gave a cold laugh and turned to leave without any politeness.

Pei Yunhao cupped his hands and followed.

The two remained where they were. Zhong Zhichen had someone take the basin of water from her, and then he took her hand and led her into the main house.

He personally took a soaked handkerchief and wiped her little hands, which eased her gloomy expression.

"From now on, let the servants do these things."

Qin Yuechan's eyes flashed, and she looked up to meet his deep, dark eyes. She said gently, "Fourth Senior Brother is no outsider. What's wrong with treating his wounds?"

He looked up and met those clear, deep eyes. Half of the depression in his heart lessened, and he couldn't help but stroke those eyes with his large hand. The soft touch made his palm feel like it was being electrocuted.

"Don't overthink it, I'm just worried about tiring you out."

Hearing this, she felt a warmth in her heart. She grabbed his hand that was stroking her cheek, looked at his glasses seriously, and said, "There's no one around. Can you tell me the whole story?"

The arrival of Yun Ting and Pei Yunhao, and the events that occurred at Sanqing Mountain, were definitely not accidental.

However, Zhong Zhichen was unwilling to say more. "This is a man's matter. Even if you knew, it would only cause you more trouble." After saying that, he picked her up by the waist with his strong arms and strode towards the dormitory.

Her mind was full of questions, and she had no interest in doing anything. She struggled frantically, saying, "What time is it? You still have the mood to do this...?"

Zhong Zhichen gently placed her on the bed. "I'm very tired. Rest with me for a while."

His eyes were filled with weariness. He lay down beside her fully clothed, his arms wrapped around her tightly, and he closed his eyes.

Qin Yuechan smelled the faint scent of blood on him, and her doubts grew stronger. But he seemed very tired, and she couldn't bear to bother him any longer, so she could only let him hold her and stare at him with her big eyes as a warm pillow.

She forgot that she had walked a long way that day and even climbed a mountain. Before long, she snuggled into his warm embrace and fell into a deep sleep.

In her dream, she saw a sea of ​​blood, a vivid red everywhere. It felt as if she were walking on a sea of ​​blood, not on land. In the chaotic void, the sounds of swords slicing through flesh could be heard from time to time, and hot blood gushed out, spraying everywhere. She walked numbly in the pool of blood, as if she had become accustomed to it all. But then she thought about it again and felt it was all absurd. Why was she so numb?

Suddenly, she felt an excruciating pain in her chest. Incredulously, she looked down and saw a dagger embedded in her tattered clothes. The entire blade was completely submerged in her body, leaving only the gleaming hilt inlaid with gemstones.

It hurts, is she going to die?

Qin Yuechan suddenly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a god-like handsome face, looking at her with a familiar cold smile!

Her pupils dilated instantly, and she screamed! "Why are you killing me!"

The words left my mouth, and a frantic panic surged within me; all I wanted was to leave him! Only one thought echoed in my mind!

escape!

But the intense pain in her chest prevented her from turning around, and the next second, he pulled her into his arms from behind!

"Had a nightmare?" An urgent voice sounded behind her, instantly relaxing her nerves.

Panting heavily, he observed the furnishings in the room. The dilapidated yet familiar atmosphere suggested it was a farm. And the man behind him was none other than Zhong Zhichen!

This concept completely relaxed her, and she closed her eyes, still shaken, and said, "I dreamt that someone wanted to kill me."

He loosened his grip slightly on her soft chest, forcefully turning her around. His dark eyes were unreadable. "Who is it?"

Qin Yuechan stared at him expectantly, her earlier fear slowly fading. "I don't know, someone stuck a dagger in my chest in my dream."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, and sure enough, his large hand had already slipped inside her clothes, grasping her left breast. A thought flashed through her mind, and she helplessly and angrily gripped his wrist.

"See? It's all your fault! Don't you know you shouldn't put your hand on your chest when someone is asleep? No wonder you had a nightmare!"

But no matter how hard she tried, Zhong Zhichen's hand seemed to be permanently attached to her chest, refusing to come down.

"Hey! Uh..."

She stared wide-eyed at the magnified handsome face before her, her red lips being sucked by him with such domineering force that it hurt. She stammered, trying to push him away, but against his tall frame, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree!

The man couldn't penetrate her tightly clenched teeth, and just as Qin Yuechan was feeling smug, a large hand suddenly grabbed her chest! She opened her mouth in pain, and a domineering tongue forcefully burrowed in, searching for her presence!

The scent of a man filled her nostrils, and she gradually became immersed in his relentless demands, her mind in a daze, oblivious to the passage of time.

It wasn't until she felt a chill that she realized with surprise that she had been stripped naked, her underwear pulled down to her knees, completely exposed to him.

She tried to speak, but what came out were just a series of moans. Zhong Zhichen, not satisfied, released her lips and moved to her slender neck. His large hand ignited a fire on her jade-like white body, causing her to feel waves of tingling.

Qin Yuechan was so aroused by him that she felt weak all over, like a rag doll being played with in his hands. She couldn't help but moan softly, "Don't do this..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly took that delicate, sensitive earlobe into his mouth and began to lick it wantonly, mumbling, "Don't do that? Like this?"

Her eyes widened instantly as she stopped him from fiddling with the fire. "No, no! Second Senior Brother and the others are injured and in bed. What if they hear us... Ah!"

Before the words could be uttered, the underpants that had fallen to the ground disappeared between his lips, and the man's bronze, muscular body intertwined with the woman's slender, fair skin, creating a stark contrast.

During the process, Zhong Zhichen's cruel methods almost brought her to the brink of ecstasy. Her remaining rationality made her bite her lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound. Because the farmyard was small and the walls of the houses were thin, they were not soundproof at all. If she made a sound, the people in the east wing would definitely hear it, and in this environment, she least wanted them to know.

His damp fingers lightly lifted her chin, her slightly disheveled long hair cascading down, reflecting on his outrageously handsome face, which exuded a wicked and deadly allure!

"Are you feeling unwell? You usually love to shout."

Qin Yuechan's already fragile mind was completely captivated by his alluring, disheveled black hair, and she subconsciously shook her head, "Comfortable..."

Upon hearing this, a satisfied smile spread across his lips. Holding the naked Bai Yu, he got off the bed and went straight to the window. The window frame, covered with paper, was rather thin, and she could almost feel the wind squeezing in from outside.

Her legs were so weak she could barely stand. She grabbed the windowsill with both hands, but just as she regained her balance, a hot wall of flesh pressed against her. In her dazed state, she instantly understood his intention, but it was too late to do anything about it.

She bit her lower lip hard until a trace of blood entered her mouth. Zhong Zhichen grabbed her chin evilly and ordered that if she bit her lip again, she would have to go to the yard to do it!

She knew he would definitely do it, so she had to choose the lesser of two evils...

Finally, the sound that had been suppressed in his throat gradually escaped and could no longer be controlled...

Zhong Zhichen's thin lips curled up in satisfaction, as if he could see the expression on the face of the person in the east wing through the window. Chan'er was his, always had been!

In the courtyard, a figure dressed in white stood with his hands behind his back. His tall figure cast a long shadow on the ground under the clear moonlight, looking lonely and desolate.

His narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes stared unblinkingly at the human figure peering through the window. Familiar moans drifted through the window into his ears, seeped into his heart, and left streaks of blood. Instantly, blood flowed like a river.