Senior brother is so awesome!

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“Plum Garden,” he said with a deep laugh.

Qin Yuechan opened her beautiful eyes and looked back. "Such a beautiful place, and it only has the simple words 'Plum Garden'?" Shouldn't it have a more beautiful and evocative name? Didn't the ancients just love playing with words?

He hummed in agreement, walked up to her with his hands behind his back, a doting smile on his handsome face, his hawk-like eyes devoid of the coldness of his court persona, filled only with her, "Please bestow a name upon me, my lady."

She rolled her eyes. "Is this your property? You can do whatever you want here!"

Qin Muhan smiled helplessly. Putting aside the fact that this place was specially prepared for her by him, even if it wasn't, Xuanwu Kingdom was still his territory, and the little woman in front of him had clearly forgotten his identity.

She turned away and ignored him, like a canary freed from its cage, darting and weaving among the plum trees in the plum garden. Her heavy white cloak seemed to float away, and the cool fragrance of plum blossoms filled the courtyard, making the winter seem less unbearable.

The man behind her was breathing heavily. The black pearls in Qin Yuechan's eyes darted around, and a mischievous smile silently rose on her lips. Sensing that the time was right, she gracefully turned around and threw a handful of plum blossoms at him.

"Haha! You..."

She was dreaming, she must be dreaming. But wait, what was she dreaming about in broad daylight? But, but how could he be here? Looking at his familiar features, her heart clenched, urging her to run. She turned around and took off, but was suddenly pulled back by a pair of strong arms from behind!

Her slender waist was so delicate that he could encircle it with one hand. Even though she was wearing thick winter clothes, he could feel the softness of the woman. Her faint fragrance wafted into his nose, even more intoxicating than the plum blossoms filling the courtyard. Against his broad chest, the woman still struggled fiercely, whispering, "Let go! My husband is here. Be careful, or I'll catch you and you'll be dead!"

His initial disappointment was instantly replaced by her protectiveness. Despite the misunderstanding that he was getting married and that she had been with that man for two years, she still instinctively protected him and didn't cry for help. Ah, how could such a woman not move his heart?

"Don't move, I miss you, so I'll hug you for a while." The almost pleading tone was something she had never heard before. At least, this man who held absolute power only possessed an aura of superiority and dominance; pleading was completely out of the question.

Her heart suddenly softened, and her little arms and legs finally stopped struggling. Of course, she also knew that she was like a little chick in his hands, with no chance of escape.

The scent of ambergris filled her mind, recalling everything that had happened on Mount Sanqing, and the many spring breezes in Fengchen Palace. His scent, with its strong masculine aroma, directly confused all her reservations. She was held by him like this, listening to his strong heartbeat.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "Is he good to you?"

I don't have any unreasonable demands; I just want to know if she's happy.

She was stunned, her nose tingling with emotion as she recalled every moment with Qin Muhan. Although she had been confined to the small courtyard for two years, she had to admit that he had been extremely good to her. Moreover, after experiencing the palace intrigues, the treacherous court, and the "abandonment" of the six of them, this was the kind of life she longed for.

She nodded gently, but didn't speak, afraid that if she opened her mouth, the tears she was trying so hard to hold back would be uncontrollable. If it weren't for what happened back then, would they be the ones she grew old with?

He hugged her tightly after hearing this, and after a long while, he smiled and nodded, "That's good."

"You'd better leave quickly, or you'll be in trouble if he finds out." This is Xuanwu Kingdom territory, and unlike Liu Tingpei, he doesn't have a brotherhood with Qin Muhan. Qin Muhan is gentle to her, but that doesn't mean he's easy to get along with. She can't forget the murderous aura that surrounded her when they first met; it was too terrifying.

"It's alright. At worst, I'll lose my head. But if it's worth it to be able to hold you for a moment, it's worth it."

The joking tone finally brought tears to her eyes, and she struggled again, "Don't you have a wife now? Are you willing to leave her alone in her empty room?"

He gripped her shoulders and forced her to turn around, gazing into her brimming eyes. Unable to contain the overwhelming longing that threatened to burst forth, he pressed her against his chest and lowered his head to kiss her alluring, shimmering lips. Her delicate pink lips were so exquisite. Two years had passed, and he was finally able to feel her softness and tenderness again. At that moment, the ruthless regent vanished, replaced by a husband deeply missing his wife, a greedy man who longed to hold his beloved woman close to his chest.

She sucked and licked, savoring this unique sweetness with every ounce of her charm. Her delicate tongue followed his movements, finally hanging softly on his body, panting weakly.

Qin Yuechan didn't know how to describe this feeling. The allure was like a poppy, so strong it was almost intoxicating. She knew he already had a wife, and she knew she belonged to someone else, but she couldn't help but be captivated by his strong yet gentle nature, unwilling to leave.

After a long while, he reluctantly pulled away from those fragrant lips, his fingertips caressing the pink of her slightly red lips. He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire, and held her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, gently stroking it.

"Girl, doesn't this remind you of that year in the plum grove?" A deep voice sounded above me, smiling as I stepped into my memories.

Of course I remember. It was the first time they kissed. She had just transmigrated and mentally labeled him a pervert. She tried to escape again and again, but in the end, she couldn't escape anymore and was devoured...

She chuckled, her small hands encircling his lean, muscular waist. "Remember, look like a hungry wolf and scare people."

"Would you say it was a kiss that sealed our love?" He pulled away, gazing into her shimmering eyes, and even the hardest heart melted into tenderness.

He scoffed, "Dream on!" It's more like a one-night stand that sealed their fate.

The silence seemed to stand still, and Qin Yuechan's little mind finally began to work. She vaguely sensed that something was wrong. After so long, given Qin Muhan's personality, how could he tolerate her leaving his sight for even half a step? Why hadn't he come looking for her?

Sensing the little one's unusual behavior, he couldn't bear to smooth her slightly furrowed brow. "What are you thinking about?"

She pushed him away with all her might, stumbled back a few steps, and pointed at him, her face pale, "You, what did you do to Qin Muhan?"

Since he appeared here out of nowhere, there must be people he has ambushed around. Qin Muhan has not come for so long, so something must have happened. Could he have been subdued by his people? Could he have been injured?

All sorts of terrifying thoughts began to surface, and finally, unable to bear thinking any further, she stared intently at his gradually hardening face, waiting for his reply.

The brief moment of tenderness vanished in the cold wind under her sudden rebuke. He took a step forward, and she took a step back, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked. This little woman didn't trust him? In just two short years, she could forget their past affection, forget the time they spent together day and night, her heart filled only with that one person!

"Don't come any closer! If you hurt even a hair on his head, I'll kill myself!" She plucked the gold hairpin from her head and pressed the tip against her neck. It was a little cold, but she didn't care anymore. The thought of Qin Muhan being tortured by her made her heart bleed. Although he was gentle to her, she seemed to have forgotten that this man was the Regent Prince, who was known throughout the world for his cruelty!

Zhong Zhichen stood frozen in place, his narrow eyes stinging as if stirred by the cold wind or by her words and her disgust. His dark purple python robe, adorned with a five-clawed golden dragon, held none of his usual arrogance. His heart was shattered.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a black figure casually walked out, looked at the two people staring at each other, and slightly curved his thin lips, "Moon, put down the hair ornament."

The familiar voice made Qin Yuechan turn around in surprise. She dropped the gold hairpin in her hand and, like a fledgling returning to its nest, rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if afraid he would disappear in the blink of an eye. Her thick nasal voice asked, "Are you alright? Did he do anything to you?"

Qin Muhan raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhong Zhichen in front of him. His smile widened, and he gently patted her back, coaxing her softly, "My wife was frightened. Who could hurt your husband?"

"Yes, I knew my husband was the best!" Her eyes were red from crying, her nose was red from the cold, and her lips were red from the kiss. Her fair and delicate skin was white against the pink, making her look so cute that it was impossible not to love her. He lowered his head and pecked her fragrant lips, successfully provoking the jealous man!

In the blink of an eye, a dark purple figure appeared before her. Qin Yuechan was stunned and couldn't even see how he got there. It was too fast!

A sharp palm strike swept towards Qin Muhan, who smirked and pushed her aside before engaging Zhong Zhichen in combat.

There was still some unmelted snow clinging to the branches in the plum grove. In an instant, the two were surrounded by true energy, and their palm strikes contained profound internal force, causing the thick trunks of the plum trees to sway slightly. The red plum blossoms and the crystal-clear white snow were shaken off and scattered around, creating a scene as beautiful as a fairyland.

But Qin Yuechan had no time to pay attention to any of this. She stood to the side, clutching the hem of her clothes, not daring to go up and break up the fight. With her skills, she wouldn't even be enough to fill one of their teeth. If she accidentally got injured, maimed, or killed, it would be a ridiculous mess!

"Stop fighting!" Like all the heroines in romance novels, she watched as two handsome, dashing, and exceptionally blessed men fought for her, shouting repeatedly. But this only made things worse, and instead spurred the two fighters on!

Finally, even the fool's mind started to click. Something just didn't seem right. Why were their fighting styles so similar? And despite the fierce battle, neither of them was trying to kill the other. Suddenly, she remembered Qin Muhan's unexpected appearance—it was all too strange. Connecting everything, she shook her head in disbelief. It was just too, too bizarre…

On a sudden impulse, she cried out and fell to the ground, "Ouch, that hurts..."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, two men who were locked in a fierce battle appeared beside her at lightning speed, nervously grabbing her hands and holding her ankles.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Where does it hurt?"

If they all say the same thing, then there's nothing wrong with it!

Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she bit her lower lip in pain. "Just let me die. If I die, you won't fight anymore, sob sob sob..." Oh my god, why are these lines so cheesy? But she'll do anything to get them out of her mouth!

A beautiful woman with tears streaming down her face is undoubtedly a magnificent sight, but if this woman is the woman he loves most, then it's a different story!

"Junior brother, are you satisfied now?" Zhong Zhichen glared at Qin Muhan with a gloomy face and spoke coldly.

Boom——

Qin Yuechan's mind went blank. Had she heard correctly? She rubbed her ears vigorously and grabbed Zhong Zhichen's collar. "What, what did you call him?"

"Call me junior brother, junior sister." A doting voice came from behind. He looked at Zhong Zhichen for confirmation, "Who...who is he?"

Looking at her captivating appearance with wide eyes and slightly parted lips, he no longer wanted to lie to her and said softly, "He is your senior brother and my junior brother."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the little boy suddenly threw himself into Qin Muhan's arms, vigorously rubbing his face and neck with his tiny hands. "You dare to lie to me, lie to me! I'll see who you are!"

Like a little tiger, she endured the pain of being scratched and pulled her hand down to hold it, her hawk-like eyes filled with a doting smile, "Wife, I am your third senior brother."

Her first reaction was, "Liar!" Qin Yuechan put her hands on her hips and exposed him: "Third Senior Brother is shorter than you, and he has a birthmark on his chest that you don't! Liar, how many more times are you going to fool me!" The thought that the man she had been with for two years had been hiding his identity and lying to her made her feel incredibly wronged. What had she done to deserve this?! Did a bunch of men have to keep bothering her? Did they think her heart was a rollercoaster, going up and down like that?