Senior brother is so awesome!

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! Inside the Phoenix Palace, even at night there is no darkness. The luminous pearls inlaid on the pillars shine brightly in the deep night, making this magnificent palace seem more like the Moon Palace in the heavens. The title he bestowed upon her, Consort Yuechen, was also due to his possessiveness and confinement of her. Just like the bright moon in the sky, which has been used by literati and poets for thousands of years to describe as so beautiful, the legendary Chang'e was trapped in it day after day.

Liu Tingpei stood alone in the courtyard of her bedchamber, hands behind his back, gazing at the darkened window and smiling bitterly to himself. She ultimately didn't want to see him; had she gone to bed early just to avoid him? Recalling the farce of the evening, he looked up at the brilliant starry sky, took a deep breath, and wondered what had become of him. He had captured her to use as leverage against the other four kingdoms, but how had things turned out this way? His mind was consumed by only one thought: to keep her by his side. Now he had even blocked all news about her, trying to prevent the spies from finding her. He had truly gone mad!

He originally wanted to use a bowl of abortion pills to abort the child in her womb, but he couldn't bring himself to do it when he thought about how heartbroken she would be. Giving birth to the child and sending it away was his last line. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so sure that he would use the child to threaten Zhong Zhichen!

In the pitch-black bedchamber, the fluttering water-smoke gauze curtains swayed in the night breeze, like lonely souls dressed in white. On the large bed, a small, slender figure sat alone on the edge, her small hand gently stroking her abdomen. Sensing the man outside, she sighed softly. His outrageous demands today had kept her awake. This child was her and her husband's flesh and blood; to take him away would require killing her. But what about the four lives she had taken today? Was she being too compassionate? Four people who had nothing to do with her were worth her desperate protection, and she was being used as leverage by that arrogant and vicious man to blackmail her! How despicable!

Finally, in the early hours of the morning, when she could no longer feel his presence, she felt completely relaxed and fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, a large hand was stroking her cheek, tickling her. Subconsciously, her small hand reached out to grab that large hand. When the touch felt so real, she suddenly opened her eyes. A dark figure was crouching in front of her bed, watching her. As she screamed in terror, the person quickly covered her mouth with their hand. She could only watch in horror as her big eyes stared at the figure's silhouette in the darkness. The fresh scent of mint wafted into her nose, and it was so familiar!

Seeing that she was lying obediently on her back, the man in black whispered in her ear, "Is your beauty lonely? Shall I keep you company?" His hot breath sprayed on her sensitive neck, causing a tingling sensation. Strangely, he did not find the feeling repulsive.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the man in black's groin. It was the woman's small hand, and the force was increasing. He hurriedly begged for mercy, "Junior Sister, please let go of your senior brother! Do you want to never have a happy sex life again?"

With her mouth released, Yang Shanshan smiled wickedly. "Oh, who's your junior sister? How dare this flower thief flirt with me?" As she spoke, she tightened her grip, making the man in black want to scream but dare not.

"Junior Sister, it's me, your fourth senior brother! Ouch, let go! It hurts so much!" Situ Ze growled through gritted teeth.

She cried out and let go, asking with concern, "Fourth Senior Brother? Why didn't you say so sooner? Did you get hurt?" He laughed smugly in the darkness.

Situ Ze calmed down, but was extremely worried. He decided to ask his second senior brother to check on her when he got back, just in case there were any aftereffects. "Junior Sister, you've been naughty. Why did you come to the Xuanwu Kingdom's palace?" His deep voice was filled with anger, but it was replaced by the joy of finding her.

Yang Shanshan got up and lit the lamp. The dim, yellowish light shone on her beautiful face, as if it were gilded. "It doesn't matter where I am, it doesn't matter to me." She covered the lamp with a shade to make the light less intense, otherwise the little girl on night watch outside would wake up and she would have to make up an excuse.

The room was filled with light. Situ Ze squinted at her white nightgown, her long, flowing hair cascading down to her hips like a waterfall. Her stunningly beautiful face, the one he had longed for through countless dreams, was still captivating. However, the sadness in her eyes made his heart clench. Something seemed different. He reached out to embrace her slender waist with heartache, but she deftly avoided him, raising her watery eyes to look at him with a distant gaze. "I am now the Consort Yuechen of the Emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom. No one can touch me as they please."

He frowned, took a step forward, and she took a step back, maintaining an insurmountable distance between them. He clenched his fists and glared at her angrily: "Why did you go down the mountain in the first place? And why are you in Xuanwu Kingdom now? Did Liu Tingpei force you?"

She gently shook her head, her beautiful eyes gazing at her fourth senior brother, who stood just a step away. She was astonished by his transformation. His former carefree and unrestrained spirit was gone, replaced by a weary stubble and dark circles under his eyes. He looked so exhausted, it stung her heart like needles. She longed to rush into his arms and comfort him, but a voice echoed in her mind: if she accepted him again, she would be trapped in the clutches of these six men, never to be reincarnated. The child in her womb would become a thorn in their side, something they would want to get rid of at all costs! No! Thinking of their domineering and powerful nature, she resolutely reminded herself to keep her distance. Otherwise, she would lose her child, and her husband would surely suffer endless torment!

Her pretty face was frosty, and her eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion as she spoke: "Because I despise you, if such a filthy existence continues, if I don't escape, the only way out is suicide! Liu Tingpei didn't force me. I'm already very grateful to him for not despising my filthy body."

Situ Ze's eyes widened in disbelief, his handsome face contorted with rage. Was their love nothing more than disgusting trash to her? He abruptly shook his head, grabbed her shoulder, and his voice, like a demon from hell, screamed, "You're lying to me, aren't you? You were clearly happy on the mountain! No, you must be lying to me!"

Uncomfortable from his shaking, she coldly snapped, "Stop deceiving yourself! Why would I lie to you?"

"I don't care what your reasons are, you must come with me today! If you like wealth and glory, I will definitely marry you as my concubine after we return, and when I ascend the throne, you will be my empress!" He said these words in a fit of rage and domineering, his crimson eyes gazing at her exquisite face, his tone suddenly softening, "Senior brother will no longer share you with them, from now on you can only be mine."

Perhaps due to the violent shaking just now, her stomach was churning violently, and she suddenly pushed him away, covered her mouth, and ran to the spittoon to dry heave!

Having grown up in the imperial harem, Situ Ze was all too familiar with the symptoms of a woman's pregnancy. Seeing her now, his heart sank slowly to the bottom. "You have his child?" His voice was as soft as a feather.

After vomiting, she straightened up, took some honey water from the copper kettle beside her to rinse her mouth, and gracefully wiped the corners of her mouth before turning her gaze back to him. "Yes, it's been more than two months." As she spoke, she placed her small hand on her flat belly, her face radiating maternal love.

"More than two months?" Situ Ze repeated unconsciously. More than two months ago was not long after his junior sister escaped down the mountain? That means she was already with Liu Tingpei at that time? "Hehe, good, good..." He laughed maniacally.

Yang Shanshan sat on the bed, protecting her stomach, afraid that he might do something rash. But her smile faded, eventually turning into a chilling sneer. "Senior brother can share you with five people, so what's one more? The child doesn't matter, I don't care." As soon as she finished speaking, her wrist was gripped like an iron lock, and she was pulled into his arms. His hot lips pressed down on hers, his large hands pressing the back of her head, deepening the kiss. His violent kiss seemed to want to devour her whole.

No matter how much she resisted, no matter how hard she hit, it was all in vain. She was like a chick caught by an eagle, to be played with and eventually eaten piece by piece. But shamelessly, she actually liked this feeling. The familiar scent of mint seemed to bring back the first time they had been together in the dense forest that night...

Suddenly, a maid's voice rang out from outside the door: "Your Highness, you're awake?"

Situ Ze reluctantly pulled away from those two fragrant lips, his fingertips tracing the bright red mark he had left behind. A roguish smile spread across his lips, as if he had regained his former wild and unrestrained nature. Yang Shanshan was finally free, panting heavily, her face flushed, her eyes accusing him as if to say, "Are you trying to suffocate me?"

To everyone's surprise, he completely ignored her, pointed outside the door, and then gracefully hid on the bed, pulling down the gauze curtains to cover himself completely.

"It's nothing, go to sleep." She only felt relieved after hearing the sounds outside the door fade into the distance. Looking at the culprit on the bed, she quickly walked over and abruptly lifted the gauze curtain. A naked, handsome man's image almost made her vomit blood. While she was dismissing the palace maids, Situ Ze had already taken off his night clothes and lay naked on the bed, propping his head up with his hand and looking at her with seductive eyes. His natural handsomeness was somewhat effeminate, but his usual carefree attitude made him seem like a rogue. Now, however, he was truly a feast for the eyes. Under the dim light, the handsome man's jade-like body lay sprawled out. Yang Shanshan suppressed her wildly beating heart, trying her best to appear composed, and glared at him, scolding, "What do you think you're doing? How dare you lie naked on my bed!"

"Hehe, doesn't Your Highness know what I want to do?" He said, stretching out his long arm and pulling her towards him. She was preoccupied with her pregnancy and didn't resist, so he held her firmly in his arms. Their bodies were separated only by a thin veil, and the warm touch stirred their emotions. Situ Ze turned around and pressed her down, carefully avoiding her lower abdomen. Looking down at her flushed cheeks, the deep affection in his eyes seemed to bury her: "Chan'er, do you know how hard your senior brother has searched for you?" Three months of tireless searching melted into this one sentence. Finding her would make it all worthwhile.

Looking into his tired yet joyful eyes, she sighed silently, finally letting down her guard. Her small hands caressed his more defined features as she covered his eyes. "Fourth Senior Brother," she said, her voice soft and choked with emotion, "Chan'er really doesn't want to leave you. But Chan'er has found her home. Please don't bother her anymore. Go back and be a diligent and benevolent emperor, okay?" This was all she could do now. She already had Chen Zhi, the only man she had ever married, and she would never look back. Even though her heart shattered into pieces as she made this decision, every good story eventually comes to an end.

For a long while, he remained silent until he felt the warm liquid on his hand. Finally, he couldn't hold back his tears, which welled up in his eyes. He leaned in and pecked him with his red lips, then closed his eyes and turned his head to one side as he released his hand. He didn't dare to look into his tearful eyes, afraid that he would soften and give in to him.

Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran down her neck. Opening her eyes, she saw him lingering on her shoulder, kissing her tenderly. The delicate kisses made her clench her small hands tightly. She had to admit that this was her most sensitive spot, and her body, which had been abstinent for over half a month, was now reacting. What was wrong with her? When did this body begin to change so quietly? The things her body had been telling her these past few days had been very uncomfortable, yet she couldn't find a solution. Now, his touch was like a fuse, unleashing the desires she had suppressed for so long.

Situ Ze noticed her tense body and whispered in her ear, "Since you've made up your mind, tonight will be our last time. Don't worry, your senior brother will treat you very gently."

"One last time?" His pleading tone left her no choice but to agree, and the fire within her had already taken over her mind. Only two months pregnant, her body showed no signs of abnormality; she remained as shapely as ever, her alluring curves fueling his passion. He leaned down as if kissing a precious jewel; his gentle movements caused her no discomfort, only maddening pleasure…

As noon approached, the warm sun streamed in through the gilded windows. The woman on the bed frowned, slowly opening her beautiful eyes. She glanced at the empty bed beside her, the cold air around her. She wondered how long the man had been gone. The bruises on her neck and chest made her secretly resent his deliberate actions. She got up and put on her robe, but was surprised to find herself full of energy, a far cry from the lethargy of the past few days. The woman in the mirror was stunningly beautiful, her eyes sparkling, her skin even whiter than before, and her hair even blacker and shinier. These changes clearly reminded her of the passion of the previous night. Frowning, she looked at the woman in the mirror, and a sudden thought flashed through her mind: could it be related to Ji Sansheng's innate allure?

Before she could think further, the palace maid outside the door heard the commotion inside and asked softly, "Has Your Highness woken up? Shall we come in and serve you?"

She glanced down at the marks of lovemaking on her body, frowned, got up, and picked out a high-necked palace dress from the huge wardrobe Liu Tingpei had prepared for her before gesturing for them to come in.

The palace maids filed in, heads bowed, carrying washing utensils and standing in two opposing rows. Some carried copper basins, some carried towels, and some carried toothbrushes. Yang Shanshan sighed inwardly, "How decadent! Let me indulge in this decadence first."

The person in charge of combing her hair was Granny Liu, whose gentle and kind face was always filled with humility and a smile that made everyone who saw her feel inexplicably happy. Today, she styled her hair into a flying fairy bun, revealing her stunningly beautiful face without reservation, which perfectly complemented the high-necked dress she was wearing. Granny Liu originally wanted to do her makeup, but she refused. In ancient times, most cosmetics were made of lead powder, and she didn't want those harmful substances to hurt her precious daughter.

After eating what was either breakfast or lunch, Yang Shanshan had Qing'er accompany her on a walk to the Imperial Garden. It was springtime, and although the earth was not as lush as in summer, it had the light green color that spring brought. Everything was growing vigorously, just like the child in her womb. When she got tired, she sat on a stone bench by the lake, and Qing'er quickly placed a soft cushion under her.

"Thank you, Qing'er." She parted her lips slightly, squinting in the sunlight as she looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake not far away.

Qing'er nodded expressionlessly, "This is my duty."

Looking back at her, she was tall and slender, nearly 1.75 meters. If she were in modern times, she would be a model. Her features were quite beautiful upon closer inspection. However, her cold and aloof demeanor kept people at a distance. She could tell that the people in Fengchen Palace were all afraid of her. Actually, this was for the best. With such a capable palace maid, the little maids below would not dare to act recklessly.

"How old are you?"

"Your Majesty, this servant is Seventeen." Her tone remained neither humble nor arrogant, giving Yang Shanshan the unsettling feeling of talking to a block of wood. She gave a self-deprecating laugh and fell silent. A gentle breeze blew across the lake, and she exhaled a refreshing breath. When she opened her eyes again, a tall, imposing figure in imperial robes stood beside her. Even a fool could guess that Qing'er would have wisely retreated. For a moment, the lakeside was quiet and still, with only a stunningly beautiful woman gazing at the center of the lake, and the imposing, mature emperor beside her looking at her with deep affection.

"How's your thinking about that?"

She shook her head. "I don't know."

Liu Tingpei sat down on the stone bench next to her and finally asked the question that had been bothering him, "Why did you save them?"

Gazing at the pavilion in the middle of the lake for a long time, she felt that the sense of isolation there was just like her own. It was as if a whirlpool surrounded her, and no matter how she tried to escape or avoid it, the whirlpool followed her wherever she fled, an endless cycle of plunder. Were those domineering men after her face or her body? Her fourth senior brother's arrival last night had made her wary. This palace was teeming with spies, and others probably knew her whereabouts by now. Although her fourth senior brother had shared a night of passion with her and promised it would be the last time he saw her, subconsciously she felt that things weren't so simple. Moreover, others would be arriving soon! These thoughts kept her at a loss.

Seeing that she looked strange, Liu Tingpei reached out and touched her smooth forehead, frowning as he asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

She shook her head, trying to hide her unease, and said, "I might have caught a chill from the wind."

"Then let's go back. You're such a troublesome little thing." He bent down, picked her up, and strode towards Fengchen Palace.

Along the way, the guards and eunuchs who were moving around the palace would kneel down and pay their respects to the emperor and his most favored concubine. Amidst shouts of "Long live the emperor!", Yang Shanshan struggled but could only bury her head in his arms.

This taxi driver, named Liu Tingpei and titled Emperor, took her all the way to Fengchen Palace, causing a huge uproar both inside and outside the palace. From then on, rumors of a bewitching concubine causing chaos began to emerge...