Senior brother is so awesome!

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Everyone was busy running around, but she was too lazy to move. Besides, no one dared to ask her to do any hard work. So, the idle woman strolled leisurely through the courtyards with her hands behind her back. Wherever she went, the disciples who were tidying up the courtyard would stop and bow to her. Shamelessly, she felt great. She never thought she would get to experience being a leader. Hmm, not bad, not bad.

A gentle tap on her shoulder from behind made Yang Shanshan turn around in confusion, only to see Sister Yun smiling at her. She had a great liking for Sister Yun, but Sister Yun was busy taking care of the daily lives of everyone at Sanqing Mountain, while Yang Shanshan was busy learning martial arts and forced to navigate between several men. She could count on one hand the number of times she had met Sister Yun. Yang Shanshan affectionately stepped forward and took her arm, smiling sweetly: "Sister Yun, Chan'er misses you so much! Why don't you come to Luoxue Pavilion to see Chan'er?"

Sister Yun was over forty, but thanks to her good maintenance, she looked like a beautiful woman in her early thirties. Her skin was smooth without a single wrinkle, and her jet-black hair was simply tied into a bun at the back of her head, adorned with a plain silver hairpin. Time always treats beauties kindly, and even so, one could still see how stunningly beautiful she must have been in her youth. Perhaps it was a natural reaction of her body, but when she first met Sister Yun, she felt a faint sense of dependence and trust. When Sister Yun looked at her, her eyes were filled with kindness, and Yang Shanshan strangely felt that it was the look of a mother looking at her daughter. Perhaps that was why she always couldn't help but want to be close to Sister Yun, gently leaning on her shoulder, and the worries in her heart quietly dissipated.

Because Sister Yun couldn't speak, and she couldn't understand the gestures he made, he led her to a patch of land, found a tree branch, and handed it to Sister Yun, saying, "Could you write it down for me?"

She nodded and smiled slightly, took the branch and wrote a few words on the ground stroke by stroke, "How have you been lately? I heard you were sick a while ago, are you feeling better now?" The delicate yet vigorous characters slowly appeared on the soil. Yang Shanshan looked at them and obediently hummed in agreement, her heart filled with mixed feelings. Only Aunt Yun would care about her health.

"Our mountain healer personally treated Chan'er, so naturally she recovered quickly," he said with a cheerful smile.

Seeing her like this, Sister Yun smiled kindly, reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. After carefully observing her, she was relieved to see that her complexion was delicate and rosy. She then wrote on the ground: "How do your fellow disciples treat you?"

Yang Shanshan stared at the words on the ground, unsure how to respond. Should she say that she had slept with all her senior brothers? Or that they had all slept with her? Sigh, she tried her best to appear normal. "My senior brothers have taken good care of me since I'm the youngest, so you can rest assured."

"Yes, I take good care of you, to the point of being meticulous." A teasing voice came from behind. Turning around, he saw his junior brother, dressed in white, standing dashingly under the moon gate. In the few days since he last saw him, the baby fat on his cheeks had receded considerably, and his features were much clearer. His former cuteness was no longer enough to describe him at this moment.

The young boy clearly respected Sister Yun very much. After bowing, he said with utmost respect, "Hongxuan has something to discuss with Junior Sister. I hope I won't disturb you, Sister Yun?" Yang Shanshan looked at the usually serious young boy in disbelief. When did he become so polite?

Sister Yun looked them over, then smiled and nodded before leaving. She puffed out her cheeks and gave him a hard time: "Why are you always haunting me!" He finally got to have a proper talk with Sister Yun, but he had to interfere. He really has nothing better to do.

The little boy's smile gradually faded as he faced Aunt Yun, leaving him expressionless—no, resentful! As if she owed him money! Suddenly, she reached out and pinched his cheek, kneading it forcefully, and said with a wicked smile, "Little boy, what are you pretending to be so profound for? Huh! Keep pretending!" Eh, doesn't it hurt him?

She slapped her hand away, her lips pressed tightly together, bending downwards with gravity, on the verge of tears. Yang Shanshan quickly comforted her, "Don't cry, did I pinch you too hard?" Looking at the red mark on her fair face, she secretly regretted hitting her too hard.

He took a few deep breaths, managing to suck back the tears that were about to spill from his eyes. After a while, he calmed himself down and then pulled her outside. The strength of his pull surprised her, and she was dragged along anxiously as he asked, "What are you doing? If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you doing this without any direction?!"

"Go have sex!"

With a loud bang, Yang Shanshan felt her breathing quicken. She forcefully pulled her hand out and stood still. The little boy staggered forward due to inertia, and stood there stunned when he saw his empty hand.

The slender figure suddenly became dry in her eyes. She knew perfectly well what he was thinking, but his possessiveness at such a young age was just like that of a domineering man. She had to gradually change the innocent little boy and nurture him into a mentally healthy young man. That was the right way!

She slowly moved to his side, gently tugging at his sleeve, trying her best to look innocent and pure. "Sixth Senior Brother, how could you do this too?" she said, her voice choked with sobs.

The young boy had never seen anything like this before. His favorite girl was crying, and all his anger had vanished. He could only awkwardly try to comfort her, his handsome face flushed with anxiety. "Junior sister, don't cry. Oh dear, it's all my fault. Knowing you were being forced, I shouldn't have done such a foolish thing in my anger..."

Yang Shanshan chuckled smugly to herself. Sure enough, innocent little boys were the easiest to handle. Just a slight show of weakness, and his macho spirit would surface, wanting to protect her. Then she'd have a chance to mold him into the perfect submissive. Hahaha… Despite her inner elation and smug grin, her face remained as delicate and dependent as ever, gently leaning against his chest. Lin Hongxuan's face flushed even more, and a surge of pride welled up within him. "Don't worry, little junior sister, your senior brother will definitely protect you! You won't be bullied by your senior brothers anymore!"

She wiped her tears on his chest, her red lips curving into a smile.

Behind the moon gate, Sister Yun concealed her aura, looked at the two embracing in the distance, sighed deeply, and her eyes, untouched by the passage of time, showed worry. After a moment, she turned and walked towards Tingyun Pavilion...

As the start of the martial arts tournament drew closer, several sects from more distant regions had already arrived at Sanqing Mountain after months of travel and settled in. Because of Yang Shanshan's captivating appearance, the senior brothers had managed to unite, forbidding her from wandering off and forcing her to stay obediently in Luoxue Pavilion. Consequently, her garden was completely surrounded by the eldest brother's men. She had attempted to escape countless times, all to no avail. To make matters worse, her master, using the tournament as an excuse, had also forbidden her from practicing martial arts for a month. Well, she was utterly defeated. Finally, after yet another unsuccessful attempt to climb over the wall, she sat on the ground, covered in dirt, and wailed. Because of the eldest brother's special treatment of her, the guards dared not conceal the truth and quickly reported it. Zhong Zhichen, who was in the middle of a meeting, frowned upon hearing this and coldly said without even looking up, "Then let her cry. Ignore her."

An hour later, the guard came to report that Miss Qin had once again been caught climbing over the wall and was fighting with the guards. The guards dared not use force and could only defend themselves. However, they never expected that the girl's martial arts skills were so high that even the Regent's personal guards could not resist her. Only then did they send someone to invite the Prince to handle the situation personally.

He sighed helplessly, apologized to the people in the study, and hurried to Luoxue Pavilion. He could hear the woman's sweet shouts from afar. When he got closer, he saw a petite woman in pink clothes skillfully knocking several guards to the ground.

Standing to the side, he naturally exuded a cold aura. His stern eyes stared at the pink figure fluttering up and down like a butterfly. It seemed that teaching her martial arts was a mistake. Who could have guessed that she would recover from her illness one day?

Yang Shanshan was secretly delighted. Since she started learning martial arts, she had never had a chance to show off her skills. Today was the best opportunity. Poor people, blame your master for overestimating himself and trying to trap her! She is a rising star in the martial arts world!

"Chan'er!" A harsh, cold voice came from behind. She knocked a guard to the ground and turned around sharply. She saw Zhong Zhichen, dressed in dark purple, staring at her with slightly angry phoenix eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. When did he arrive? She had been so engrossed in beating him that she hadn't noticed! Just as she was about to run over and beg him to take her to see the martial arts sects, she suddenly stopped in her tracks. She remembered the day she had a high fever and felt dizzy, when he seemed to want to kill her. Her hand unconsciously went to her neck, and the suffocating feeling came over her. She gasped for breath, a sharp pain flashing through her heart. She didn't have time to think about it and turned to walk towards the front yard.

The guards tried to give chase, but Zhong Zhichen waved his hand dismissively and walked ahead to follow her. Yang Shanshan, of course, didn't think he would let her go so easily. Following the footsteps behind her, she swung her arm and strode forward. As she passed through the bamboo grove between Luoxue Pavilion and Leiting Pavilion, her swaying arm was grabbed by a pair of iron clamps. She winced in pain, "Ouch!"

He immediately let go, his eyes coldly fixed on the little woman's displeased expression as she frowned. "You still know pain, so you haven't gone mad from the fever."

He stopped touching his wrist, looked up and laughed, "I am grateful for your great kindness. If you hadn't shown mercy, I would have been burned to death." He emphasized the word "death" heavily, as if to remind him of the atrocity that had occurred that day.

A wicked smile played on his lips, and his slanted eyebrows swept across his temples as he looked at her with disdain: "If you weren't so promiscuous, I wouldn't have hit you so hard." Years of pride prevented him from bowing his head, yet his heart was filled with unbearable pain.

She sneered, "Only officials are allowed to set fires while commoners are forbidden to light lamps? You, without any status, can enjoy nightly pleasures with me, but I can't have a night of pleasure with someone else? Your Highness, you are far too arrogant!" His contemptuous gaze hurt her, and for some reason, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. She could only keep telling herself that he was just a capable gigolo, and that she had chosen another gigolo that day. Why should she feel heartache for him? She was becoming more and more uncertain about her own heart.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Zhichen clenched his hands behind his back so tightly that the veins bulged. His overwhelming anger pushed his reason to the brink. However, the girl's stubborn little face reminded him that the pain he felt that day, fearing that she would disappear, instantly brought him back to his senses. Fine, she wanted to escape his grasp, only if he died!

He grabbed her arm and pulled her deeper into the bamboo forest. Yang Shanshan was confused and couldn't resist his iron grip. She could only struggle and try to save herself as he dragged her into the depths of the bamboo forest. When they arrived at their destination, Zhong Zhichen pressed her down onto a large man who could hug him, his eyes burning with rage as if he wanted to melt her.

Yang Shanshan's large eyes surveyed her surroundings. There were countless bamboo trees everywhere, the two of them seemingly in a sea of ​​bamboo. Strangely, how could such a large tree stand out so prominently among the bamboo? She tried to break free from his grip but was powerless. She then cursed, "Zhong Zhichen, you're heartless! Why did you bring me here?!" Did he intend to kill her in this desolate place so his master wouldn't be able to find her body? Thinking of this, Xiao Qiang's spirits surged again. His angry expression instantly softened, and tears welled up and slid down his cheeks, making him look pitiful.

Zhong Zhichen narrowed his phoenix eyes suspiciously. What was this woman up to now?

She pitifully wiped away her tears, choking out, "Senior Brother, we've been husband and wife for a night, and that's a hundred days of kindness. If you calculate it like that, it's been hundreds of years of kindness. Please let me go, okay?" Her teary eyes looked at him, and even the hardest steel would turn into soft silk.

A mocking smile crept across his cold face as he looked down at her. "You want to escape me? You'll have to let me get tired of you first." With that, his large hand grabbed the sash around her waist. The woman gasped as her clothes unfurled, and Yang Shanshan's beautiful eyes widened. "You...you're too lewd! People will see us here! You can't!" She had already been forced by him many times; one more time and she'd be a free gigolo. But...but she couldn't possibly perform a live sex act in public!