sh in the alleyway near the drop-off point. Hand over any living people to you, and we'll take care of the ghosts."He said this in a calm tone, without any emotion, but the response from Young Master...“Maybe I’m being spoiled, that's why I dare to say these things to you... I know you always give in to me because I don't have to shoulder the responsibilities of the eldest daughter. But your expectations for my sister are much higher, so she has more pressure and is more sensitive… However, even though she’s the eldest, she’s also the same age as me, she needs you to spoil her a little too.”

"Your senior brother has always spoiled you," Jun said, slightly frowning. "Haven't you gotten into enough trouble because of it Tell me, did you even consult us before getting married and pregnant"

Oh my! This is completely different, two things altogether.

“....But a lot of problems are because of not enough love, why don't you try to treat my sister the way you treat me I think it would be very effective.”

My senior martial brother was looking at me amusedly.

He is, after all, considerably older than us. In his eyes, both my sister and I are still young, but my sister is the eldest daughter, and Jun, as a brother figure, naturally has a "parental" attitude towards her, so he is more serious and demanding of her.

We stood outside whispering, my sister sat inside and glanced our way a few times, her eyes seemed forlorn.

I saw it.

Then I quickly stopped him, speaking louder on purpose so that my sister and father could both hear.

"Did you guys go out together and feel like you were on your honeymoon"

My fellow student master frowned, about to scold me, so I quickly winked and continued, “Master brother, you have to be more proactive as a man! Otherwise, how will my sister take the next step if she's so shy”

My sister, upon hearing me say this, lowered her head and smiled faintly, seeming a little embarrassed

“It seems you're itching for a fight, little junior sister,” said the senior brother in a low voice.

"I'm trying to help smooth things over here, you're not going to hit me, are you" I muttered quietly.

"Just let things happen." Jun, the senior brother, seemed unwilling to make an effort.

I understand his pride, it would be really hard for him to coax girls. Even though he's my father's disciple, he's been incredibly talented since he was young and there were always plenty of girls who liked him. I bet there are still a lot of people pursuing him now.

Where would he put his mind on coaxing women

"Senior Brother... if you and my sister don't end up together peacefully, our family is probably going to fall apart... This might sound a bit selfish, but both Father and I really hope the two of you can work things out. Of course, if you truly feel it's not right or have someone else you love, we definitely respect your choice. Oh dear—"

Before I could finish my words, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped me on the head.

"What are you trying to act all grown-up for, and lecturing me" Junior Brother Jun looked at me with amusement.

It's frustrating, I don't seem very good at giving relationship advice. I'll encourage my sister later, to relax a bit, be more proactive, and not always assume that Jun is not interested in her.

My father told the two of them to go back to rest, and then quietly pulled me aside and asked, “What did you just say to Ziy ”

“Just let him take the initiative a little, don’t put too high expectations on my sister. My sister isn’t someone who is quick-witted or clever, she probably won’t always be able to satisfy Brother Jun… I think Brother Jun likes girls who are smart. My sister is too gentle and conservative.” I couldn't help but facepalm.

"Well...Yue'er and you have such different personalities. If she had half your open-mindedness, I'd be relieved. I'm worried that this child overthinks things and it's not good for her health. She's already weak..." My father seemed a bit concerned.

"It's fine, I'll stay home for a few days and catch up with my older sister." I patted Dad on the shoulder.

"No big deal, no small deal." He glared at me before smiling and patting me on the shoulder: "You should go rest too. You're carrying a child and act like nothing happened. You really have no heart, just like your mother back then."

“How on earth did you two end up together I just don’t get it. You can’t control her at all!” I complained as I walked toward the backyard.

Mu Wanchen was waiting for me under the eaves.

I laughed and ran over, "Why Couldn't you just wait for me in the room—"

He reached out and grasped my wrist, his voice a low murmur. "Come with me."

My backyard has other buildings, our two small attics are in a corner of the backyard. My sister's is slightly further inside, and mine is on the outside.

My apartment building has a hillside landscape with a fish pond and a small pavilion on one side, while my sister's side features bamboo groves, flowerbeds, and a patch of bougainvillea hanging on the wall.

This is not the flowering season, and the scenery here seems a little desolate.

"You brought me here to see flowers I'm so tired of all these flowers and plants—"

Mu Wanchen shook his head and silently pulled me to the corner of the backyard wall.

He crouched in front of a bush, motioning for me to look.

What are you looking at

There isn't a single flower here —

There were some strange things in the soil on the ground.

I don't know if a black cat has been digging here, but the soil is a bit soft and there are some strange things stuck in it.

Mu Wanchen should have just checked, there was a small twig on the ground, he picked it up and brushed it.

There are some "bodies" of butterflies in the soil, their wings decayed and looking rather gruesome.

This is the birth and death of nature. I have no overflowing love, and with a slight frown, I said: "What's wrong with these butterflies Were they buried here after they died"

"Who would bury it You" Mu Wanchen turned his head to look at me.

Of course not me, I wouldn't have such sentimental thoughts like Daiyu burying flowers.

I just kind of sweep with a broom, and directly gather the leaves and petals into a pile like that kind of rough handling method.

“My sister” I said doubtfully, “My sister’s personality could be possible, but there are many people in this house, and the backyard isn’t impossible either. Maybe it was someone else My sister’s attic is the place with the most flowers, so attracting butterflies is normal.”

Mu Wanchen poked at the butterflies' bodies with a wooden stick, saying faintly, "The more vibrant the color, the stronger the poison. I've seen these butterflies' wing patterns quite a few times."

"Have you seen"

“Well, the mystical arts of Mi Jiang do have such butterflies, their scales are poisonous...In a deep ravine beyond Nanshan, there is an island in the lake's center, entirely covered by dense forest. That is where these butterflies breed. Usually, their wings remain folded and look just like leaves, but once they unfold, you see a stunning array of colors within. When their wings flap, powder falls off, inhaling a small amount won't cause any harm, but if inhaled for a long time, it might lead to hallucinations or even poisoning.”

I stared blankly at Mu Wanchen, what does this mean.

"...These butterflies have decayed, I can't guarantee that these butterflies came from the Mi Jiang Fa Men, but these things have been buried here for a long time, indicating they once existed somewhere in your house. As for whether the scales were used, I don't know."

My home... my home... Before, Madam Mu had suddenly been hospitalized. And she had warned me that there was a traitor within our household. It seems now, that traitor was the eldest sister.

However, my eldest sister didn't harm me. She just followed my mother, Ms. Xue's, strange order to abduct me, both inside and out. Now, Ms. Xue has disappeared, and my eldest sister is also gone.

Could it be something that the senior sister did before there, numb.What kind of scene is this This definitely isn't something my brother would dream up.These days, all he'd encountered was that old rouge and that elaborately carved vanity. If it really h...