Senior brother is so awesome!

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! The imperial eunuch, holding a bright yellow edict, read it aloud. It was essentially a demotion of Consort Xian to a lower rank, while she was promoted to Imperial Consort Chen. Tsk tsk, Imperial Consort Chen was already the first rank below the Empress. With this further promotion, wasn't she practically a vice-Empress?

She opened her bright eyes and looked at the bamboo leaves trembling in the wind in the distance, much like a woman toyed with by fate. When a man is happy, he is willing to pamper you, and you are a favored concubine on a high and mighty throne. When a man finds a new love and is no longer interested in you, you are like the dirty soil underground. A change in a day or two alters your life, all because of a man's words.

Her red lips curled into a mocking smile; men really are unreliable.

Qing'er accepted the imperial edict on behalf of her mistress, and then heard the little eunuch say respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Emperor asks if you are willing to move back to Qingsong Garden?"

"No need, this place is fine." Amidst the deep bamboo shadows and somewhat dilapidated courtyard, a woman dressed in white with black hair flowing down her shoulders stood proudly, her elegant figure standing out from the crowd. Her imposing aura commanded respect. Upon receiving the reply, the young eunuch bowed and returned to report.

Qin Yuechan took a deep breath, and without turning her head, called to Qing'er, "I'm hungry." Then she walked into the main hall.

She wondered what her second senior brother was doing at this moment. His gaunt face from yesterday kept flashing before her eyes. She pursed her red lips, suppressing the urge to rush to see him, afraid that she might accidentally kill him. After all, Liu Tingpei knew about her relationship with the six people, and as an emperor, he had his limits of tolerance.

Three days later, she had fully recovered, and her second senior brother was about to leave.

Within three days, Qinglin Garden was completely surrounded by thousands of Imperial Guards. She couldn't get out, and her second senior brother couldn't get in. So when Liu Tingpei took her to see her off, his eyes were filled with tears. In his hazy state, his thin and handsome face no longer had the proud and ethereal air of bamboo. His phoenix eyes only showed a faint sadness.

The official road was deserted, with the Imperial Guards holding swords behind her. The autumn morning was a bit chilly. Qin Yuechan's gaze was fixed on him, deeply imprinted in her mind. Beside the thousand-mile steed was a man in white robes, his back straight, alone with his horse, exuding an indescribable loneliness.

Ignoring the entourage behind him, Liu Tingpei possessively wrapped his large hand around her slender waist, his sharply defined face radiating a boastful air, "Second Senior Brother, don't worry, Tingpei will take good care of Junior Sister."

Upon hearing this, she resisted slightly, and the force around her waist increased, almost breaking her. He turned his head and smiled meaningfully, "Yue'er is so naughty. See how I deal with you when we get back." He emphasized the word "deal with," as if he were declaring his ownership of her to his second senior brother.

Zhu Mingquan hadn't seen her for three days, and the lingering reluctance in her large eyes broke his heart. However, her sudden disgust and rejection at Qinglin Garden that day left him even more confused. That expression wasn't something she would normally show. When he tried to investigate, he was suddenly trapped by a long, drawn-out aura emanating from around his residence. There were experts watching him! And more than one. It seemed that Liu Tingpei had gone so far as to use the royal guards to protect himself from him! Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, he was definitely no match for a group of experts. Therefore, he could only return to the country first and make further plans later.

He could see how much Liu Tingpei valued Chan'er, but he was puzzled. Didn't the fourth brother say that Chan'er was pregnant? Then where was the child? And the wound that caused her high fever must have been caused by excessive indulgence! Thinking of the torment she had endured day and night, his heart ached as if it were on fire!

Seeing that his gaze was fixed on the person beside him, Liu Tingpei coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Second Senior Brother, hurry up and get on your way, otherwise we may not be able to get back to the capital of Qinglong Kingdom before dark."

Qin Yuechan didn't want to look at his forced smile. She looked at her second senior brother and nodded slightly, everything understood without words.

Zhu Mingquan subtly curved the corners of his mouth, gave her one last look with his narrow phoenix eyes, then gracefully mounted his horse and looked down at Liu Tingpei with an air of dominance. "Junior Brother Liu, I hope you will treat Chan'er well, otherwise..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly tightened the reins and galloped away like a white lightning bolt.

After a long while, Liu Tingpei turned around and smiled, "My beloved concubine, you are truly a femme fatale."

She hadn't yet recovered from the grief of her second senior brother's departure, and had no time to respond to his half-joking remark. She held her forehead, her delicate brows furrowing, and said, "I feel a little dizzy..."

He held the warm, fragrant woman in his arms tightly with heartache, saying, "It's all my fault for bringing you out to freeze so early in the morning." With that, he picked her up and carried her into the imperial carriage.

As they walked towards the imperial palace, a faint fragrance filled the carriage. Liu Tingpei held her in his arms as if she were a precious treasure, gently stroking her long hair over her shoulders.

"Moon, shall we go back to the palace?" he said, greedily inhaling her fragrance. This pre-arranged hunt had not only caught the rainy season but also caused her to fall seriously ill. Staying here might cause more trouble.

She gently shook her head, "I haven't even tried hunting in the hunting grounds yet, it would be such a waste to go back like this." Since she is a wicked concubine who brings ruin to the country, she can't live up to that title. Anyway, this place is much better than the palace, so I'll drag him along to play with me for a month or two first.

Liu Tingpei, unaware of her true thoughts, assumed she was just being playful and frowned, saying, "It's just your body..."

"Your Majesty, you are well recovered from your illness. You may give it a try." She said, taking his hand and placing it on her ample breasts, smiling sweetly.

He hadn't touched her for six or seven days, and his body was already restless. He couldn't resist such temptation. Just as he was about to strip her naked and have a passionate encounter on the imperial carriage, he heard the eunuch outside shout that they had arrived!

He got up, picked up the woman in his arms who had alluring eyes and looked like a fairy, and carried her out of the carriage. He strode towards the Qingsong Garden of the Imperial Palace.

The two lingered until noon, and after having lunch with her in his arms, they had a sedan chair carried the frail and weak beauty back to Qinglin Garden. They had intended to spend the whole day with her, but the ministers kneeling outside the palace had been waiting all morning, so they had no choice but to do so.

Qin Yuechan, drowsy in the sedan chair, rubbed her head and looked around at the scenery with her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a group of people's footsteps in front of her. It turned out to be a group of officials, and the ones leading them were none other than Prime Minister Feng and Grand Commandant Rong.

The two, who were originally enemies, finally united as a team after the demotion of Consort Xian, the daughter of Grand Commandant Rong. The two forces joined together to persuade the emperor to kill the evil concubine. It was more of a coercion than a persuasion.

When the ministers saw the Imperial Concubine approaching, their imposing manner faltered. The vixen in front of them had been pestering the Emperor, forcing them to kneel outside the palace gates all morning, and they were already harboring resentment. Their faces were somewhat gloomy.

As she approached the assembled officials, they made no attempt to make way or offer their respects. When the sedan chair stopped, she sat up lazily, smiling but remaining silent.

Prime Minister Feng and Grand Commandant Rong exchanged a glance, and the latter, with eyes full of shrewdness, said loudly, "It has troubled Consort Chen to serve His Majesty." His words were as if he were talking to a plaything, extremely disrespectful and contemptuous.

On the sedan chair carried by eight people, Qin Yuechan played with a strand of long hair on her chest, her delicate face faintly smiling, but not reaching her eyes. "Prime Minister Feng is really getting more energetic as he gets older. He has been kneeling for so long and he doesn't even blush or skip a beat."

The officials explained that they were all shrewd and discerning individuals who had been immersed in the officialdom of two dynasties. Moreover, her meaning was quite clear: she was dissatisfied that they had not knelt for long enough.

Prime Minister Feng scoffed disdainfully, twirling his gray beard. "Arrogant and domineering, but remember this: who truly holds the title of Empress? You're nothing but a plaything. When you fall out of favor, I'll see what happens to you!" With him and Grand Commandant Rong leading the entire court of civil officials, he was confident they could bring her down. Even if the Emperor favored her and couldn't bring himself to harm her, loyal officials would inevitably be killed on the spot! If the Emperor disagreed, he would surely be branded a tyrant, and then they…

Qin Yuechan looked down at Prime Minister Feng with disdain, "It would have been better if you hadn't mentioned it. I had almost forgotten about the Empress Dowager. Don't worry, Prime Minister Feng, the Empress Dowager will soon change hands. I'm waiting for your congratulatory gift!" As she spoke, she actually laughed, and for a moment she was stunningly beautiful, causing some young officials to lose their composure and focus their gazes on her charming and beautiful face.

"You! You vixen..." He pointed at her, his eyes wide with disbelief that she dared to be so audacious.

At this moment, Grand Commandant Rong stopped him from uttering a curse. His face, nearing forty, held a profound expression. "Your Majesty and I have important matters to discuss. Consort Chen, please make yourselves at home." With that, he gave Prime Minister Feng a look and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." The woman's soft, charming voice rang out, carrying an unquestionable tone.

Qin Yuechan's beautiful eyes seemed to hold a pool of water, making it impossible to see her pupils. Her small face, no bigger than a palm, was still stunningly beautiful even without makeup. She glanced at Grand Commandant Rong and smiled, "Grand Commandant, don't forget who gave you everything you have now. If you have forgotten, I will go to great lengths to remind Consort Rong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Zhiyuan was startled to hear the murderous aura in the words. He looked up and saw that the eight-bearer sedan chair had already gone far away, but the feeling of horror still lingered in his place.

A barely perceptible smile played on her lips as she plotted how to bring down these two powerful officials and replace them with her own people. But after much deliberation, it seemed that neither of these things could be done in a short time; she should plan for the long term.

Because Qinglin Garden is located in a very remote area, almost in a corner of the imperial palace, the group walked around most of the imperial palace after leaving Qingsong Garden. When they passed a small path, they accidentally caught sight of a pavilion in the distance. Their starry eyes narrowed. It was the pavilion in Baihua Garden.

Recalling the enchanting night she spent with Qin Muhan inside, a smile crept onto her lips. Suddenly, a red figure appeared before her eyes—the handsome man named Yun Ting. Ah, how could she have forgotten? She ordered her people to wait again, and walked alone along the side path.

As she drew closer, she strangely couldn't smell any fragrance. She remembered that this place was filled with a delightful aroma from morning till night, so why was it like this now...?

Upon entering the garden and witnessing the completely different scene, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaim in surprise!

The flowers that had once bloomed in vibrant competition had all withered! Withered branches and rotten leaves drooped from the branches, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves. The autumn wind blew, creating an atmosphere of utter desolation and loneliness!

She stared wide-eyed in disbelief, looking around at the desolate scene. There was no sign of that red figure. A possibility flashed through her mind: Could it be that he was punished for a crime, so the Hundred Flowers Garden was left unattended and ended up like this?

"Yun Ting?" "Yun Ting, where are you?"

Her loud calls were met only by the faint whistling of the autumn wind. She slumped down on the stone bench in the pavilion, her eyes gazing at a patch of blue...

Was it that blue rose? Walking quickly towards it, I felt even more puzzled. It was growing exceptionally well, showing no signs of withering. While the entire garden was decaying, it remained perfectly intact, even more vibrant than I had seen it a few days ago!

The moment her fingers touched the blue leaf, she felt a hurricane strike. She instinctively resisted, but within a few rounds, she was subdued by the other party's lightning speed, who grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the pavilion's pillar!

Qin Yuechan looked closely and saw that it was Yun Ting! When they first met, he was dressed in a blood-red robe, but today he had changed into a black robe. His originally pale face looked even whiter against the black robe, and his long black hair was blown up by the wind!

She stared in horror at the ghostly Yun Ting before her, the clarity in his phoenix eyes gone, replaced by a vortex of darkness! If they didn't look exactly alike, she would almost have thought the person before her was someone else entirely!

Yun Ting gripped her neck with his hand, pressing it against his master's chest, his dark eyes fixed on her face. A crack appeared in his previously icy expression. "Who are you? Why do you seem so familiar to me!"

Even their voices were the same. She realized that Yun Ting was only choking her neck without using force, and thought that he didn't mean to hurt her. Maybe he just didn't remember her. So she tried to force a smile and said, "I'm Yang Shanshan. Have you forgotten me, Yun Ting?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly broke into a smile, incredibly wicked and alluring. She seemed to see the red spider lily of the underworld, a bewitching beauty that led to death.

"I am Yun Luo, of course I don't remember you." His dark eyes suddenly turned icy. "Speak, why did you come here, why did you want to hurt Zi Lan!"

She exerted force on her neck and suddenly couldn't breathe. She struggled desperately, and just when she thought she was about to die, the cold force on her neck suddenly disappeared. Without any support, she slid softly to the ground, greedily inhaling fresh air.

"Shanshan, how are you? Why are you here?" An anxious voice rang in her ears. She looked up, panting, and saw that it was still the man who looked just like Yunting, but his expression had changed. His dark eyes were gone, replaced by clear, watery eyes.

She tried calling out, "Are you Yunting?"

To everyone's surprise, he nodded with delight, like a child who had found a playmate. "Shanshan, you still remember me! I'm so happy!"

Qin Yuechan frowned, a thought flashing through her mind: Could it be that Yun Ting has schizophrenia?!

Yun Ting gently helped her up and sat her on the stone bench with a smile. Just as he was about to speak, his expression darkened. She thought he was going to turn back into that ruthless man, but to her surprise, he squatted down beside her and ignored her. His slender back exuded a sense of desolation.

A pang of pain shot through her heart. She touched his shoulder and asked, "Yunting, what's wrong?"

He pouted and said in a muffled voice, "You're a liar! You promised someone that you'd come to see me the next day that evening, but I waited all night and you never showed up!"

Oh, I remember now. She just happened to have a fever the next day and couldn't get out of bed. She stayed in Qinglin Garden for six or seven days straight and forgot about it. Seeing him acting like a child, sulking with her, a maternal feeling suddenly welled up inside her. She softly apologized, "Yunting, it's all my fault. I was sick that day, so I could only go out today and came to see you right away."

She couldn't have said that she just happened to be passing by and then came over because she remembered...

Upon hearing this, Yun Ting immediately stood up, grabbed her arm, and looked her up and down anxiously, saying, "Are you sick? What's wrong? Tell me where you feel unwell?"

The anxiety on his handsome face seemed genuine. Of course, someone as pure-hearted as him wouldn't even know how to lie, right? In this other world, all these men claimed to love her and want her, but apart from her second senior brother, who ever cared about her? Chen Zhi had also loved and cared for her in the same way, but in the end, didn't he still throw down a letter of divorce and abandon her?

The more she thought about it, the more adorable the man in front of her seemed, and the more moved she became. She took his hand and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, the divine doctor has already cured me."

He breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled her forcefully into his arms!

Qin Yuechan stared in disbelief as he held her, inhaling the pleasant scent of grass emanating from him, and for a moment she forgot to struggle free.

Yunting whispered in her ear, "Do you know how much Yunting misses you? I stay here watching over you as long as I can, but you haven't appeared in so long." He choked up at the end...

She stood up, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped away his glistening tears. At that moment, her heart melted into a pool of water.

A feeling of being needed welled up inside me, and my frozen heart seemed to crack open a little.

After a while, he stopped crying, but still held her tightly, like a child who had found his favorite toy and couldn't bear to let anyone else touch it.

Although Qin Yuechan also liked being held by him, there were no messy emotions, no entanglements of love and desire between men and women, only the faint scent of grass on his body, which was refreshing.

But she had to figure something out, otherwise she wouldn't dare come back next time. It would be really dramatic if she accidentally died here without knowing why.

"Yun Ting, do you know who Yun Luo is?" she asked cautiously, carefully observing his reaction.

Sure enough, his body trembled, and he asked anxiously, "Have you seen my brother? Where is he? I'll take you away from him!"

His handsome, delicate face even showed a hint of fear as he looked around warily, like a flustered fawn.

Qin Yuechan hurriedly asked, "Yunluo is your brother? Have you met him?"

Yun Ting's panicked expression froze, and like a defeated rooster, he lowered his head and sat down on a stone bench in frustration. He began to recount, "Yun Luo is my brother. We've been together since the day I was born. He follows me wherever I go. He hates whatever I like." At this moment, his gaze turned to the withered flowers in the garden with pity, and he sighed softly.

"But when I was five years old, many people suddenly said we were monsters and wanted to burn us! My mother rescued me and Yunluo, and we have lived here ever since."

She grasped at the words "mother" and felt as if a heavy bell had been placed over her heart, making it hard to breathe. She finally understood why she felt so familiar with him when she first met him: because he was Liu Tingpei's younger brother!