Senior brother is so awesome!

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! Upon hearing this, Ji Sansheng felt his composure, maintained for many years, almost crumble. The little woman in front of him was truly... a heavy taste, hehe. But he liked it. With elegant movements, he gently opened the front of his shirt, revealing his snow-white chest, and walked towards her with seductive eyes, "Chan'er, I want it. One night will surely make you never forget it for the rest of your life."

Yang Shanshan glanced at him disdainfully, playing with her hair in her small hands. "Ha," she thought, "I've never seen anyone with this kind of beauty and charm among all the picky senior brothers on Sanqing Mountain. Heh, why not give it a try? This young lady doesn't refuse anyone; let's see who can handle whom!" She lightly hooked her finger, lifting his pointed chin, mimicking her fourth senior brother's roguish manner, "My beauty, tonight I'll grant your wish and take you."

Ji Sansheng's interest intensified. Her delicate lips, fragrant with orchids, were inches from his. He suddenly leaned forward and almost kissed her rosy lips, but she reacted quickly and stepped back to avoid him. Leaning against the carvings by the bed, she pulled open her nightgown with her slender hands, revealing her snow-white, rounded shoulders. Her beautiful face alluringly invited him, "Come on, my beauty."

He smiled and shook his head slightly, pointing with his delicate fingers at the neatly made bed with disdain, "That bed is too dirty, I'm not used to sleeping on it. How about we stand up instead?"

She almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Sure enough, she was a latecomer to the art of seduction, unlike him who was born with natural charm. Even she, a woman, couldn't resist his allure, let alone a man. His anus had probably been violated countless times. "Beauty, then this lady will let you experience what a real man is!" She leaned forward and pressed down on his back, making him lie face down on the windowsill. The man didn't resist and gently cooperated with her movements. When she took a thick, long candle from the table, her smile widened.

Yang Shanshan thought to herself, "This candle is thick enough, isn't it? My beauty, you must hold on!" Just as she was inwardly laughing, the person beneath her suddenly flipped over. The force was so great that she couldn't control herself. She felt a tightening around her waist, and in the throes of dizziness, the wooden windowsill beneath her arm reminded her that she was now at his mercy! Oh dear! How could she forget that this man was no pushover! "Let me go! It's not like I'm going to take you!"

The handsome man behind her pressed down on her back, whispering in her ear, "My beauty, do you like it this way?" The woman's unique fragrance lingered in his nose, making his lower body tense. He was pleasantly surprised. He had entered at least nine hundred boudoirs, and every time, those seemingly proper and reserved ladies would be intoxicated by his seductive skills, undressing themselves without his help. However, the smell of their perfume was disgusting to him, and he would immediately lose all interest. He thought he might have some kind of hidden ailment, but he never expected to find a treasure today. The woman beneath him was still struggling, but dared not make a sound because of the guards outside the courtyard. She was just trying her best to escape his grasp. He deliberately created a loophole, and sure enough, the woman used all her strength to push him to the ground.

Before he could react, Yang Shanshan plopped down on him, raising his hands above his head and looking down at him. "My beauty, still trying to resist?! Think you're a pushover?" The man beneath her possessed an irresistible allure, his eyes filled with seductive charm. She shook her head vigorously, refusing to look at him, and slapped his chest with her small hand, feeling a surge of pleasure. The man moaned softly in pleasure, his languid, intoxicating voice enticing her, "I want more, more..."

She smiled wickedly, tied his hands with her belt, leaned down and pressed her lips to his neck. The smooth skin beneath her lips made her unable to believe he was a man! Well, she opened her small mouth and bit down hard on that fair skin!

Ji Sansheng was wondering what kind of surprise she would bring him when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck and almost cried out. The woman, like a bewitching ghost who had drunk blood, with long hair draped over her shoulders and her lips stained red, sat on his lap and looked at him seductively. Her collarbone was deep and alluring.

Yang Shanshan was feeling smug when she suddenly felt her body burning hotter and hotter! Ji Sansheng noticed her abnormality and inwardly cursed! He easily shattered the belt binding her hands, stood up, and helped her up as she nearly collapsed. The burning sensation under his hands made him frown. This foolish girl, so reckless and unprepared! His blood was not something an ordinary person could touch, let alone drink! Seeing her eyes closed and her face flushed red, he feared that if this continued, her veins would burst and she would die! His brows furrowed. People say that if bitten by a snake, there is an antidote within seven steps! And the only antidote to the bewitching poison she had been afflicted with was him! A slight smile appeared on his lips, and his furrowed brows disappeared. Perhaps this was fate. He had felt an inexplicable familiarity with her when he saw her in the woods today. It turned out that his twenty years of chastity were all to save the life of this woman he had only met once…

He removed his blood-red robe and carefully laid it on her bed. It wasn't that he disliked her for being dirty; on the contrary, her bed was spotless. It was just that his long-standing obsession with cleanliness prevented him from touching anything unfamiliar. He gently placed the woman on the red robe. Her strange clothes had already been removed as she moved around, leaving her lying on the bed almost naked in a short skirt that reached her chest. She kept making anxious sounds from the burning sensation of the blood. He smiled, "Don't be afraid, little girl. I'll save her now..."

The room was filled with the warmth of spring, and the woman's soft moans drifted freely from within. On the roof of the Snowfall Pavilion stood two figures, one tall and one short. The tall man's white robes fluttered in the wind, and his handsome, otherworldly face, seemingly untouched by age, remained strikingly handsome even in his thirties. The woman beside him was also in her thirties, dressed in simple coarse cloth, yet her youthful beauty was undeniable. Hearing the sounds from inside, the woman clenched her fist at her side and nervously asked the man, "Are we doing the right thing?" Her voice was hoarse, but not unpleasant.

The man sighed softly, gazing at the bright moon in the sky. His eyes seemed to hold the sorrow of many years. After a long while, he spoke: "This is her fate, a fate destined hundreds of years ago."

"But..." The woman closed her eyes, pearly tears sliding down her cheeks, "She's just a child not even fifteen yet. Those few are one thing, but why..."

The man sternly stopped her, "All the men in the world should belong to her, and besides, they are none other than ancient god-emperors..." He suddenly realized he had said too much and remained silent no matter how the woman questioned him, until the entanglement between the man and woman inside the room ended. Only then did he sigh helplessly and leave with the woman. As the woman left, her beautiful eyes darted back anxiously to the bedroom in Luoxue Pavilion, tears streaming down her face. *Cicada'er, as long as you're happy...*

Inside the bathroom, a large wooden tub was filled with hot water. A man and a woman sat embracing each other in the tub. Steam rose gently, lightly touching the woman's sleeping face. Ji Sansheng washed her entire body, then took her wrist to check her pulse. He frowned, and in disbelief, checked it again. Finally, he sighed and held her even tighter. The woman in his arms struggled slightly with her tired face before falling into a deep sleep again...

Yang Shanshan woke up feeling incredibly refreshed. She stretched comfortably and then sprawled back onto the bed. Since she couldn't go out anyway, sleeping all day wouldn't bother her. However, the feel of the bedsheet beneath her hand was strange. Her sheets were usually made of pure cotton, but… opening her eyes and sitting up, she realized her sheets had turned bright red! No, this wasn't a sheet; it was clearly a robe! She suddenly remembered last night. A glamorous man named Ji Sansheng had come by, wearing a blood-red robe. But after biting his neck, she had no memory of him, only a vague recollection of feeling incredibly hot, as if her blood was boiling…

Why do I feel so cold...? I looked down and... Ah! The woman screamed in surprise, her voice echoing through the air. Sui Xin asked anxiously from outside the door, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong? What happened?"

She covered her mouth, trying to calm herself down. "No, it's nothing. I had a nightmare. You go and do your thing."

"Shall I serve you as you please when you get up?"

"No!" The woman reacted strongly, refusing. Sui Xin, bewildered, greeted her softly and left. Yang Shanshan, completely naked, got out of bed and frantically pulled on her clothes from the closet. Standing on the floor, she stared blankly at the red robe on the bed, her mind buzzing. Well, she'd tried to take advantage and ended up being taken advantage of! That Ji Sansheng must have drugged her! However, what puzzled her was that she felt no fatigue whatsoever; instead, she felt incredibly comfortable. Why was that…? Oh well, never mind, she'd go find that damned transvestite and settle the score! Did he think he could just take advantage of her and run away just because he was pretty? He should take responsibility, understand? If not, this young lady will personally send him to his death!

Just as she was about to open the door, she passed the dressing table and saw a woman with disheveled hair reflected in the mirror. She suddenly stopped in her tracks. No, she had to dress up properly. After all, there would definitely be many martial arts sects coming to the martial arts tournament. It would be too much of a disgrace to her reputation as the number one beauty of Sanqing Mountain if she went out like this!

"Sui Xin! Come and comb my hair!" Ancient hairstyles were too complicated, so people could only turn to Sui Xin for help.

Sui Xin never expected that her mistress would suddenly have an epiphany and finally stop tying her hair like a man. She gently and carefully combed her mistress's smooth black hair into an exquisite "fallen horse bun." Since she usually didn't dress up and didn't even have a decent hairpin, the perfect hairstyle seemed to be missing something.

Yang Shanshan suddenly remembered the hairpin Ling Yunyi had sent, supposedly sent by Ling Zhao. Excitedly, she took out the small box from her bedside, opened it, and inside lay a golden phoenix-tail hairpin with tassels. Below the tassels were colorful, dazzling gemstones. Sui Xin was immediately captivated, exclaiming that it was priceless. Even though Yang Shanshan didn't understand these things, she knew the hairpin was no ordinary item. She asked Sui Xin to insert it into her hair. Looking up again, the woman in the mirror seemed different. She still possessed her original stunning beauty, but perhaps it was the clothes that made her appear even more ethereal, almost unreal. She couldn't help but touch her cheek. The smooth, delicate skin beneath her fingers was unbelievable. Qin Yuechan's skin was already good, but today it was noticeably different, even more refined.

Sui Xin gasped and covered her mouth. Yang Shanshan, having snapped out of her reverie and seeing Sui Xin's ghost-like expression, quickly grabbed her hand with concern, "What's wrong?"

Sui Xin looked her up and down in disbelief before slowly saying, "Miss, you, you're even more beautiful today, and..."

"And what?" she pressed.

"Moreover, your eyes and brows are even more captivating. Once you look at you, you can't bear to look away. I used to think you were someone who came out of a painting, but now you seem more like a fairy descended from heaven!"

Yang Shanshan looked in the mirror again. The woman's every smile and frown was charming, and her every move was incredibly alluring. She pinched her face hard. "Ouch!" It was definitely her, but why had such a big change happened overnight?

As the day passed, her doubts deepened, and she felt inextricably linked to Ji Sansheng. She quickly tidied herself up and swaggered out the door, intending to leave. The guards exchanged bewildered glances and hurriedly stepped forward to block her path. However, when they saw her face, their words froze. They stared incredulously at the woman before them, who seemed unreal, unable to utter a single word of amazement. Yang Shanshan smiled triumphantly, pushed aside the stunned guards, and walked towards the guest room. Only after her figure disappeared from sight did the guards snap out of their daze. They quickly split into two groups, one sending someone to report to the Regent, and the other going after Qin Yuechan.

The morning sun was just right, not too hot yet. Yang Shanshan was glad that Suixin had gone to the guest room last time; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to find the way to confront the person. The mountain scenery was beautiful, with birds singing and flowers blooming in the morning. Her skirt brushed against the grass, picking up dew, and everything seemed vibrant with life. She didn't want to go back to argue with that person; she just wanted to wander carefree among the mountains and rivers, ignoring the troubles of the world. However, she had to find out about the changes in her body; otherwise, who knew when she might turn into an ugly woman again?

Following the path to its end, you'll see several courtyards side by side. Each courtyard has a flag on its roof, displaying the logo and name of the various sects. The largest courtyard has the three characters "Qingyun Sect" prominently displayed on its roof. Yang Shanshan snorted, "I'll break your legs to teach you a lesson!"

Since it was morning, the gates of every courtyard were open, and disciples were serving breakfast from time to time. She swaggered into the Qingyun Sect's courtyard without permission. As soon as she entered, she was blocked. "Who are you looking for, young lady?" A cold voice rang out from the side. She turned her head and saw a man dressed in dark red tight-fitting clothes holding a sword to her neck. When the man saw her looking over, his calm eyes flickered for a moment, but he regained his composure.