Senior brother is so awesome!

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! Qinglin Garden had been uninhabited for a long time, and a concubine had died there. The palace steward learned that only two concubines had come, so he carefully cleaned the Hibiscus Pavilion and Emerald Pavilion next to Qingsong Garden. Who knew that Consort Yuechen would fall out of favor and be demoted to Qinglin Garden in the blink of an eye. The palace was full of old and shrewd people, and with the special instructions from that noble lady, Qinglin Garden was not even cleaned.

Standing before the dilapidated courtyard, Qin Yuechan and her personal maid Qing'er were dumbfounded. Although they knew this place was definitely not a good place, the spider webs everywhere were still astonishing. Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger; this was the situation before them. When he liked you, he could be obedient to you in every way, but when he disliked you, he would just throw you into the cold palace.

Hehe, it's okay. When renting a house in modern times, no matter how dirty or messy it was, wasn't it still her who cleaned it up? So she called out to Qing'er, and the two of them tidied up the yard together and cleaned the house. In the end, although the two of them were so tired that they couldn't straighten their backs, they felt it was all worth it to see the transformation from decay to magic.

It was around ten o'clock at night. Dim yellow light shone through the yellowed window paper of Qinglin Garden. Qin Yuechan sat under the dim oil lamp, playing with the jade pendant she had taken from Qin Muhan. The excellent jade was carved with a lifelike tiger. It was obviously often handled, and its smooth and delicate texture was irresistible.

Qing'er frowned as she wiped the simple gauze-covered bed curtains clean. However, the curtains only contained a bed board, without even a mattress. How could Her Majesty, with such delicate skin, sleep here? She wanted to go to the Imperial Household Department to ask for some, but Her Majesty stopped her, saying that these things were the department's job, yet they hadn't done them properly. This could only mean that someone was backing them up. Even if she went, she wouldn't get any bedding and would only be humiliated. Why bother?

She couldn't understand why the Emperor, who treated the Empress so well, practically doting on her, would change his attitude so suddenly. That virtuous Consort was worlds apart from her Empress; the Emperor's thoughts were too incomprehensible. Suddenly, she caught a whiff of a strange fragrance. Before she could react quickly enough to retaliate, she softly drifted off to sleep.

A black-clad figure strolled out of the room with an air of nonchalance. He glanced at the bewitched maid in the bedroom and a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips. Was the person the Emperor sent to monitor her so useless?

The dim light of the oil lamp illuminated the main hall. The gilded window sills and furnishings faintly revealed the splendor of Qinglin Garden in its early days. Upon entering the main hall, there was a wooden couch. For some reason, she felt someone should be sitting there. Thinking of the concubine who had died, she laughed self-deprecatingly. She herself had died once; talk of ghosts and spirits seemed somewhat laughable to her. She played with the jade pendant, feeling the increasingly imposing aura behind her. A happy smile curved her rosy lips. Just as she expected, he would come to reclaim the jade pendant.

"You've come?" A soft, boneless voice, tinged with mockery, said without turning around.

Qin Muhan found it amusing that he, a great general of a nation, was being led by the nose by a mere woman. He stepped forward and placed his large hand on her exposed, slender neck. Her slightly cool skin was still so delicate. In comparison, his hand, which had been wielding a sword for many years, felt like a file, rubbing against her until she felt a sharp pain.

"Gently..." The seductive tone was just like that night in the cave, when the man, experiencing desire for the first time, couldn't control his strength. Like a long-starved beast receiving a delicious meal, he attacked fiercely and domineeringly. When she finally couldn't bear it anymore, she murmured in her sleep, "Gently." But she didn't know that those two simple words only ignited his desire even more, pushing her hard into that ecstatic peak of pleasure.

His gaze towards her was filled with tenderness, but when he saw the incredibly familiar jade pendant she was playing with in her hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to snatch it. Qin Yuechan dodged him with lightning speed, raising her bright little face arrogantly and saying, "This is the token of our love that you gave me. Aren't you afraid of losing face if you take it back?"

"Shameful?" His smile grew even more wicked. "Our affair is known only to heaven and earth. So what if it's shameful? Unless you want to make this matter public!"

She looked at the face so close to hers, and was amazed by its handsomeness. His slanted eyebrows, reaching his temples, proclaimed his untamed and unrestrained nature. His hawk-like eyes held a perpetual coldness, and the smile on his handsome face did not reach his eyes. She imagined him in armor, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Are you stunned?" he mocked, snatching the jade pendant from her when she wasn't looking and carefully placing it inside her bosom.

Qin Yuechan stared at her empty hands, gracefully stood up, and walked towards her bedroom. "I'm tired, you can go now." (Search "Haitian Chinese" on Baidu to read the latest chapters.)

She had only taken a few steps when she was pulled into an embrace by a domineering aura. The chest behind her was as hard as steel, concealing anger. One hand gripped her neck. "Is Your Majesty toying with this humble subject? Sleeping with him and then throwing him away?" How could she treat him like this, hot and cold!

"You still have the nerve to say that? Who caused me to end up in this state?" She also said with a stern face. If he hadn't seduced her and slept with her, she wouldn't have been suspected by Liu Tingpei, and she wouldn't be living in this godforsaken place now.

He narrowed his hawk-like eyes dangerously upon hearing this, and released his grip on her hand. "Since the Emperor already knows that you and I are together, and he didn't do anything to you in his anger, it seems that Your Highness holds a very important place in the Emperor's heart!"

"Are you hoping he'll kill me?" With her delicate brows furrowed and red lips pursed, she entered the bedroom and, unsurprisingly, found Qing'er unconscious on the floor. She quickly lifted her onto the smooth wooden bed and said coldly, "If you don't leave, I'll call for help!"

Qin Muhan scoffed, "Call for help? This general is like entering an empty field. Not only is there no one guarding it, but I've also discovered three men who have been drugged with aphrodisiacs!"

The resounding words stunned her. She knew Rong Yuhua was cunning and had long harbored resentment towards her, but she never expected that Rong Yuhua would actually try to kill her and resort to such despicable means! It seemed that she had really underestimated her opponent. Originally, she only wanted to seize power and did not want to hurt anyone. Now, she was being forced to take action.

Unaware that Qin Yuechan possessed martial arts skills, he smiled and presented himself as her savior, saying, "If this general hadn't arrived in time, Her Majesty would be being violated by three men right now!"

"Should I thank the general?" A charming smile suddenly bloomed on her face. Her already captivatingly beautiful face blossomed into a thousand flowers in an instant, truly a beauty that could topple kingdoms and possess the fragrance of a nation. Her outstretched jade arm encircled his neck alluringly, and the faint fragrance emanating from her body wafted into his nose, making him feel as if his mind was firmly in her grasp.

Suppressing the desire aroused in his lower abdomen, he suddenly swept her up in his arms, saying, "Your Majesty, I'll take you to a wonderful place to have some fun. I guarantee you'll never forget it." With that, he leaped into the air.

The moon is exceptionally bright tonight, its silvery light shining on the garden where a hundred flowers are in full bloom. The light mist makes it feel like a fairyland. The octagonal pavilion, which is usually quiet during the day, is now shrouded in layers of mist. Everything is breathtakingly beautiful.

"Why did you bring me here?" She was placed on the stone table in the pavilion. The cool feeling under her bottom was a little uncomfortable. Looking around, she couldn't see the handsome young gardener in red. Then she remembered that the moon was high in the sky and he should be sleeping.

Under the moonlight, Qin Muhan's handsome, chiseled features took on an eerie allure. "Of course, I'll fuck you." His arrogance remained unchanged.

She chuckled to herself. He wanted to play war games with her in the wild? Playing in this fairy-tale garden would certainly be quite romantic.

With her hands behind her back, she squinted her beautiful eyes as she watched him undress. Her breasts were high and firm, making her even more alluring. At this moment, in Qin Muhan's eyes, she was like a fairy emerging from a flower garden, every smile and frown carrying a strong temptation. He could no longer resist the fire in his body. He grabbed her collar and pulled it down hard, revealing her snow-white, rounded shoulders. He stepped forward and pressed his strong body against hers, kissing her neck—no, biting it, like a wild beast devouring the tender, snow-white lamb beneath him.

A groan escaped her lips unexpectedly, as he skillfully aroused her with overwhelming pleasure. The man on top of her was radiating heat, his burning body seemingly about to scorch her. His two large hands gripped her waist tightly, freely indulging in the joy of their union.

Her small hands gripped the edge of the stone table, enduring his repeated invasions. At that moment, she saw the blue rose growing outside the pavilion, its pale gold edges shimmering in the moonlight, its blue petals blooming evenly, adorned with glistening dewdrops. The fragrance of the entire garden was overshadowed by its charm, making it as beautiful as a fairy under the moon, standing proudly and disdainfully overlooking all things in the world.

Qin Muhan noticed that she was tilting her head, her eyes glazed over as she gazed out of the pavilion. He was furious and warned in a sinister voice, "Is it that this general is incapable of satisfying the Empress? How dare you have the leisure to admire flowers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled away, flipped her over, and pressed her face down on the stone table. "Qin Muhan, you beast!" Her small hands, which were about to retort, were grabbed by his large hands and pressed behind her back, and his hot body pressed against hers.

Due to the change in position, her body was more easily controlled by him, and with wave after wave of assault, her tightly bitten lower lip finally couldn't help but let out a moan...

With a look of complete satisfaction, Qin Muhan carefully dressed her and then carried the beauty in his arms toward Qinglin Garden.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the pavilion lingered for a long time. Then, a red figure emerged from behind the artificial hill. The color of blood contrasted with her pale face, making her appear like a ghost, yet breathtakingly beautiful and captivating...

The next day, she woke up again and the soft feeling beneath her made her frown. She remembered that there were no bedding or sheets on the bed in Qinglin Garden, so how could it be so soft?

She got up and found herself still in Qinglin Garden, but this time there was a brand new bed and the brocade quilt on her body felt cool and warm. She couldn't help but close her eyes comfortably, preparing to take a nap. It must have been Qin Muhan, that beast, who brought her here. But she was exhausted last night and didn't even know how she got back. Humph, who cares? Sleeping with me is what he should do. Poor thing, her body aches terribly.

She spent the whole day in a daze, perhaps because she caught a chill from the heavy dew last night. Her head felt dizzy and heavy. Alas, Qin Yuechan's immune system was too weak.

At night, a piercing shout rang out: "The Emperor has arrived!" A dark red figure strode to the window. Seeing her frail appearance, the outstretched hand suddenly stopped, then withdrew and placed behind the back, looking down at her and saying, "Do you know you've regretted it?"

Qin Yuechan closed her eyes and refused to look at him, but the smile on her lips was very happy. "Your Majesty still has time to come to Qinglin Garden. Can't your Consort Xian satisfy you?" Her voice, which was a little hoarse due to a cold, was a tempting temptation to Liu Tingpei. Heaven knows what was wrong with him last night. He wanted her so much, but even though Consort Xian stood naked in front of him, he felt nothing. His heart was burning with desire.

After enduring a night and a day, he could no longer bear it by evening and hurried towards Qinglin Garden.

Consort Xian secretly dealt with her behind his back, and he knew it all but didn't stop her. He only thought that the harsh environment would make her turn around and beg for his favor. Even if it was just a jealous look, he would forgive her affair with Qin Muhan without hesitation. She would still be Consort Yuechen, second only to the emperor. But no, and the next day, news came that she was seriously ill. Haha, what a stubborn person she is. She would rather lie in bed and wait to die than beg him!

When Liu Tingpei's gaze fell upon her neck, which had been inadvertently exposed, it narrowed dangerously. The all-too-familiar bluish-purple bruises covered her snow-white neck. He abruptly threw back the covers, and the faint bluish-purple bruises on her chest beneath her semi-transparent nightgown reminded him that she had committed adultery with another man last night! While he had been enduring it all, she had actually been enjoying herself under another man's body!

Overwhelmed by rage, he lost his mind. Ignoring her flushed cheeks, he rushed forward and forcefully tore her nightgown to shreds, revealing patches of red and purple marks on her snow-white skin.

She frowned, trying to push him away, but her body was too weak to muster any strength. All she could manage to say was, "Are you crazy! I feel terrible, go away!"

Enraged by her rejection, Liu Tingpei pressed her down and fiercely covered her soft body with his.

His love, tinged with anger, nearly consumed her. He relentlessly took her again and again. As he finally let out a satisfied sigh, "Listening to the Tide Pavilion updates the fastest, full text typed out," she, already in excruciating pain, immediately fell into a deep sleep. But in that instant, she suddenly became aware of Qin Muhan's masculine scent in the room. A smile crept onto her lips; this was getting more and more interesting…

She didn't know that in ancient times, even a cold and fever could lead to death. The last time she had a fever was at Sanqing Mountain, where there was a divine physician, her second senior brother. But here, there was complete chaos. When the emperor saw that she was unconscious and still had a high fever, he was so anxious that he summoned all the imperial physicians in the palace to the temporary palace for a consultation and declared that if they could not save Consort Yuechen, they would all be beheaded as an apology!

It was the third day. All the strong medicine had been administered, and although the high fever had subsided, he was still unconscious and kept talking nonsense, which was incomprehensible.

Liu Tingpei sat on the edge of the bed, his tired eyes sunken, stubble growing around his mouth, looking utterly dejected. It was all his fault; why couldn't he control his emotions? He had forced himself on her while she was already delirious, and sure enough, she never woke up again after that…

His long eyelashes hung lifelessly beneath his eyes, and his pale face was heartbreaking. Why won't you wake up? If only you were alright, I would gladly shorten my own life by ten years...

In the main hall of Qinglin Garden, the imperial physicians, young and old, knelt together, their trembling bodies revealing their fear. The emperor, sitting in the main hall, clenched his fists tightly, his gaze sweeping over them with a sinister look. "You have no other way, is that it?"

At this moment, an elderly imperial physician, well past sixty, spoke tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the Empress is possessed by an extremely evil spirit, and we are powerless to help her. However, there is someone who can save the Empress, but I don't know whether I should say it or not..." His cloudy eyes carefully looked up, and he couldn't help but tremble when he met those terrifying eyes.

"Say!"

"This man is a divine physician, none other than Zhu Mingquan, the Crown Prince of the Azure Dragon Kingdom!"

An eerie silence filled the main hall. The old imperial physician, fearing to anger the emperor, practically prostrated himself on the ground. But speaking might mean death, and remaining silent meant certain death, even if they used all their skills, they would still die. So they decided to risk everything.

After a short while, the emperor on the couch finally spoke, "Bring me paper and pen." At that moment, only he could write a letter to Zhu Mingquan himself; no matter how deeply he tried to hide her, he couldn't escape the dictates of fate…

The usually composed Zhu Mingquan was overwhelmed with shock upon receiving the letter. She was ill and didn't have much time left. This news made him unable to remain calm. He abandoned his political affairs and, after running five horses to death, finally arrived at the Xuanwu Kingdom's royal hunting grounds at noon the next day.

But when he entered the dilapidated Qinglin Garden under the eunuch's guidance, his heart was in his throat. Didn't the fourth prince say that she was doing well? And that she had even conceived a child with Liu Tingpei? So what was going on here?

The once charming and beautiful girl now looked like a lifeless rag doll. Her pale face was devoid of color, and her former charming and lovely appearance was nowhere to be seen. Overwhelmed with heartache, she sat on the edge of the bed, her hand trembling as she reached out to touch her face. Just as she was about to touch it, a cough stopped her.

Liu Tingpei, dressed in a dragon robe, strode into the dormitory, ignoring the hidden anger on Zhu Mingquan's face, and said urgently, "Second Senior Brother, please take a look at Junior Sister. It's been three days and three nights."

Zhu Mingquan ignored her, placed his fingers on her wrist, and after a while, took out paper and pen to write down a prescription and handed it to the imperial physician to brew the medicine.

For a moment, only Liu Tingpei, Zhu Mingquan, and the woman who had been unconscious for a long time remained in the dormitory.

"Is this how you treat her?" The usually cold voice rarely contained anger as it questioned her.

Liu Tingpei lowered his head, his tiger-like eyes filled with regret. "The imperial physician said that the air here is fresh and suitable for recuperation in the depths of the bamboo forest." He was not lying, but rather downplaying the issue. He originally wanted to take her back to Qingsong Garden, but out of respect for Grand Commandant Rong, he could not send Consort Xian away. The imperial physician told him that the environment here was more suitable for recuperation, so they did not move.

Zhu Mingquan was unwilling to continue the pretense, so he said coldly, "Get out. No one is allowed to disturb you for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

"Why?" he asked curiously. Did he want to take the opportunity to take her away?

"You wouldn't understand medical matters anyway. If you want her to live, listen to me." His unquestionable tone left Liu Tingpei with no choice but to leave. As soon as he stepped outside, he ordered his men to surround Qinglin Garden, preventing even a fly from getting in!