Big Brother, It's Time You Contributed to the Qian Family

Yu Xiaogang vomited until the world spun, eventually bringing up even bile before finally collapsing to the floor.

Sun An had been watching from the side. Seeing Yu Xiaogang faint, he hurriedly carried him to the bed.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang's brow remained furrowed even in unconsciousness, Sun An reached out painfully and gently massaged his temples.

After calling the inn staff to clean up the mess on the floor, Sun An hesitated for a while before gathering his courage and knocking on the neighboring room's door.

"Come in."

"Sun An pays his respects to Your Highness!" The moment Sun An entered, he dropped to his knees before Qian Mochen.

"What do you want?"

"Your Highness, could you exchange my merit for healing pills? Please."

Before Sun An could finish, Qian Mochen interrupted him.

"You've fallen for Gangzi?"

Facing that abyss-like gaze, Sun An nodded with difficulty.

Qian Mochen said nothing, but Sun An could feel the pressure from his gaze growing heavier and heavier. The color gradually drained from his face, leaving it pale as cold sweat soaked his back.

Just as Sun An's body began to sway uncontrollably, he heard words that sounded like heavenly music.

"I'll allow you to stay with him for another three days. Take three of these healing pills each day."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Sun An accepted the pills, overwhelmed with gratitude as he prostrated himself.

Sun An carefully withdrew from the room, helped Yu Xiaogang up, moved him to a clean room, called for hot water, personally attended to his bath, and then fed him the pills.

Once the pill was swallowed, Yu Xiaogang's complexion quickly regained its color despite him still being unconscious, and his tightly furrowed brows began to relax.

The medicine His Highness gave really was effective.

A smile appeared on Sun An's face, but then he suddenly heard Yu Xiaogang calling, "Xiao An." Lowering his head, he met a pair of infatuated eyes.

Sun An's heart trembled. Meeting those eyes, he took off his clothes and stepped into the bath on his own initiative.

Before long, the water in the bath kept rippling.

Bibi Dong and Qian Mochen walked along the road back to Spirit Hall. She eyed him suspiciously. This man had shown not the slightest tenderness even toward her—would he really let Yu Xiaogang go just because of Sun An's request?

"You've been staring at me for so long. Have you finally realized that the most handsome man is right beside you?"

Faced with Qian Mochen's teasing, Bibi Dong sneered. "Unless I turn into a pig, I'll never fall for you!"

"Oh, then I'm relieved." Qian Mochen patted his chest with lingering fear, as though being liked by Bibi Dong would have put him in danger.

"You!" Bibi Dong clenched her fists, her eyes nailed to Qian Mochen as she ground her teeth viciously, as though she were chewing on his flesh.

After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong could not hold back her curiosity. "Was what you gave Sun An really medicine for healing injuries?"

"Have you forgotten the rules? What should you call me now?"

Bibi Dong reluctantly called out, "Your Highness."

Only then did Qian Mochen look satisfied and stop keeping her in suspense.

"Of course. He earned merit, so naturally I wouldn't forget him."

Just as Bibi Dong thought he had changed, Qian Mochen suddenly shifted his tone.

"The medicine is naturally good medicine, but I also specially added something to help Gangzi sleep."

Bibi Dong:???

"Didn't Gangzi mind that Sun An is a man? After taking the medicine, Sun An will look like a delicate young woman in Gangzi's eyes."

Bibi Dong immediately recalled Qian Mochen specifically telling Sun An to keep feeding Yu Xiaogang the medicine for three days. If that was the case, then over those three days...

Bibi Dong suddenly felt a chill run through her body. This man was far too sinister. Until she was strong enough, she had better not provoke him.

Qian Mochen noticed that Bibi Dong had suddenly become much more obedient. Whatever he told her to do, she went and did it properly. This was good; it saved him the trouble of wasting thought on her.

The moment he stepped into the Pope Hall, Qian Mochen looked up and saw Qian Xunji seated in the main hall.

"Big Brother, have you forgotten that you're no longer the Pope?"

Caught in the act by his little brother, Qian Xunji's movements froze, and a trace of awkwardness appeared on his face.

"I..."

Qian Xunji had wanted to say that being idle made him feel uncomfortable. Since Mo Chen was still out handling matters, he had thought he might as well take care of some affairs himself.

But when he looked up, Qian Xunji saw Bibi Dong following behind Qian Mochen, and his gaze instantly turned hostile.

"Mo Chen, why are you still keeping her around!"

"Hmph, I'm now His Highness's personal maid!"

Bibi Dong snapped back without the slightest politeness, deliberately stressing the words "personal maid," her face plainly saying, Try hitting me if you dare.

"You!"

The moment Qian Xunji's Soul Ring lit up, Qian Mochen directly suppressed him.

"Big Brother, Bibi Dong can't run away now. Go back and cultivate first."

Qian Xunji snorted and warned Bibi Dong, "If you dare harm my little brother, I absolutely won't let you off lightly!"

Bibi Dong could not be bothered to respond to Qian Xunji. With Qian Xunji's talent, she would surpass him in five years at most. Bibi Dong would not waste time on someone so weak.

"Brew me a pot of tea, then peel some fruit and bring it up."

Qian Mochen gave Bibi Dong an order, then sat down and began reviewing the files in his hands.

After barely reading two of them, Qian Mochen felt a headache coming on.

Those branch hall masters wrote up every little thing, even trivial matters like how many slaves some noble family had bought that day.

Qian Mochen had no patience to wrangle with these branch hall masters. What mattered now was his own strength. As long as he remained the strongest, even if he did nothing, the power of Spirit Hall would remain in his hands.

He needed to find someone to handle these files for him.

Qian Mochen turned his head, shifting his gaze onto Bibi Dong.

The sight made Qian Mochen laugh in anger.

His maid had not the slightest awareness of being a maid. At that moment, she had moved over a chair and was reclining in it, with several plates of exquisite pastries at her side.

Bibi Dong flipped through the novel in her hand, occasionally feeding herself a piece of pastry. Her dangling legs swayed leisurely, and she was living even more comfortably than he was.

"Bibi Dong!"

"Starting today, your task is to process these files. Once you're done, show them to me before sending them out."

"Me? Process these files?" Bibi Dong looked utterly incredulous.

"That's right. Since you're my personal maid, you naturally need to handle these miscellaneous tasks properly. You have three hours. I'll inspect them when I return."

Without waiting for Bibi Dong to refuse, Qian Mochen finished speaking and rushed straight out of the hall.

Bibi Dong sat down irritably, grabbed a file, and was about to scribble random comments all over it. Then she remembered Qian Mochen saying he would inspect it. She snorted angrily and forced herself to start handling it despite her impatience.

The moment Qian Mochen escaped that pile of files, he immediately tasted freedom. Thinking of his idle big brother, he headed straight for the Worship Hall.

When he reached the entrance of the Worship Hall and looked inside, Qian Daoliu was there.

Qian Mochen directly stated his idea.

"Father, Big Brother should contribute to our Qian Family now."