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Is this something a brother would do?

"I’m not drinking anymore."

Weichi slammed down the wine cup in his hand with a "thump" and stood up to leave.

Lu Zhaoyan was taken aback. He had seen Weichi get angry before, but he had never seen him storm off without reason.

He hurriedly set down his own wine cup and chased after him, grabbing Weichi’s arm, "Guard Weichi, what’s wrong?"

Weichi snorted: "And you have the nerve to ask me? Are you really that happy?"

Lu Zhaoyan was completely confused, "What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I be happy?"

"Of course, you can be happy when it didn’t happen to you," Weichi shrugged off Lu Zhaoyan’s hand and strode away.

Lu Zhaoyan watched Weichi’s retreating figure, unable to comprehend the meaning behind his words. He didn’t think he had offended him, did he?

*

Feng Qingyan’s affairs were almost settled. Aside from tagging along with Jun Moqing to the East Palace for free meals and drinks, she still had some worries.

She had no plans of going back yet, but Jun Moqing kept wanting to follow her to learn the true story.

These days, Jun Moqing was constantly on the rooftop, afraid that she would run off.

Jun Moqing said, "You’ve never told me who you are."

This was the second time Jun Moqing had brought up her identity. Instead of answering, she countered, "Is my identity that important?"

"Your identity might be related to your memory, which makes it very important to me," Jun Moqing replied.

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and realized that Jun Moqing was looking at her expectantly, seeming eager for an answer.

"My identity is not something I can speak of lightly."

Jun Moqing asked again, "Not even to me?"

"The primary condition of my identity is that I cannot marry or have children. Do you understand that? Look, the cinnabar birthmark is still there." Feng Qingyan rolled up her sleeve, revealing a slim and fair arm with a red cinnabar birthmark for Jun Moqing to see.

Jun Moqing looked down at the cinnabar birthmark on her arm, which was particularly striking against her fair skin.

"Fake." He reached out and pressed on it, seemingly curious to see if it could be rubbed off.

Feng Qingyan explained, "How can the cinnabar birthmark be fake? I’ve had it since I was ten years old. If I really married you and had children, it would disappear."

Jun Moqing looked at the cinnabar birthmark, which was still intact, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Maybe after we consummate the marriage once more, it will vanish."

"..." Feng Qingyan was at a loss for words, "...Can you stop being a hooligan under the guise of seriousness?"

But Jun Moqing insisted, "I am serious."

Feng Qingyan was speechless.

Jun Moqing continued, "As for the cinnabar birthmark, you lost it twenty years ago; it can be replenished."

Feng Qingyan asked, "How can it be replenished?"

Jun Moqing explained, "Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. Just know this much: even if you are married, the cinnabar birthmark can still be painted on."

The "cinnabar birthmark" is actually made by feeding cinnabar to geckos, then crushing the lizards and marking a woman’s arm with the remains.

Modern science affirmed that female geckos, when in their breeding period, are full of estrogen, causing spots to appear on their skin. When they encounter androgen, the estrogen neutralizes and vanishes, along with the spots on their skin.

Thus, even a married woman can have the cinnabar birthmark renewed, and it will automatically disappear after intercourse.

Feng Qingyan expressed confusion, "I don’t understand."

Jun Moqing spoke indifferently, "It’s all right if you don’t understand. Just remember, it was I who rubbed off your cinnabar birthmark."

Feng Qingyan was speechless.

"However, this cinnabar birthmark..."

Before she could finish, Jun Moqing said, "Can only be made to disappear by me."

Speaking imperiously with a mild tone, that was probably unique to Jun Moqing.

Feng Qingyan looked down at the cinnabar birthmark on her arm, still somewhat in disbelief. If the mark was added later, wasn’t she deceiving her entire clan?

Jun Moqing saw through her thoughts in a glance, "Don’t believe me?"

Feng Qingyan spoke the truth, "What you say is indeed hard to believe."

The best way to convince someone is to present the evidence in front of them.

"Then I’ll prove it to you," he said.

"How can you prove it?" Feng Qingyan seemed to realize something and suddenly widened her eyes, "No, absolutely not."

Jun Moqing took her hand and led her straight into the horse carriage.

Feng Qingyan spoke coldly, "Jun Moqing, you can’t do anything untoward until I’m certain you’re my husband."

Jun Moqing couldn’t help but chuckle and flicked her forehead, "Your head’s filled with nothing but dirty thoughts."

Feng Qingyan asked confusedly, "What do you mean?"

Jun Moqing said, "The affairs between a man and a woman, the joy of fish and water."

Feng Qingyan was stunned, and when she finally understood, her face flushed red.

Upon entering the East Palace, Jun Moqing brought Feng Qingyan to Hehuan Hall.

Upon seeing her father and mother, Feng Wuyou approached them happily.

"Father, mother, you’ve come so early today."