SBCEJM -Chapter 263 Don’t Be Afraid! Love Boldly! You Two Are Not Blood Related!

Li Ruonan’s body stiffened slightly. She pushed him away, her smile full of bitterness.

“Stop talking nonsense, Wenbin.”

“I’m twenty years older than you, and besides… I’m already married.”

“That rigid old pedant of a husband—what’s so good about him?”

Zhang Wenbin’s eyes darkened.

“He only has the sages and classics in his heart. When has he ever had you?”

“You… you should divorce him!”

“Wenbin, you and I… are ultimately not meant to be. Let’s end this.”

Li Ruonan’s voice carried exhaustion.

“No! I refuse!”

Zhang Wenbin looked like a wounded beast as he pulled her into his arms again, holding her so tightly it felt like he wanted to fuse her into his bones.

“I can wait! I’ll wait for you! I can wait my whole life!”

“But Wenbin… you are my nephew…”

“If your mother finds out…”

Outside the cave entrance, Feng Zeyuan was watching with his heart practically exploding in frustration.

Feng Zeyuan (inner monologue): Don’t be afraid! Love boldly!

She waved a little flag in her mind wildly.

You two aren’t blood related!

He’s just the cheap son born from your brother-in-law and a concubine!

Go for it!

Feng Zekai: “……Ya’er, there’s no need to be this excited.”

Li Ruonan’s fingertips brushed across Zhang Wenbin’s back. The raised muscles made her fingers tremble slightly.

The familiar sensation made her realize—

He had been beaten again.

Her eyes filled with heartache as she took out ointment and carefully applied it for him.

“Hmm? What’s going on? A domestic violence scene?” Feng Zeyuan wondered curiously.

The system explained: Zhang Wenbin had refused an arranged marriage and lied to his father, claiming he was a homosexual.

His father was so furious he broke two bamboo canes on him.

Feng Zeyuan was stunned.

Damn, that’s ruthless.

For love, he even faked homosexuality!

So that’s why Madam Zhang had been so bold—she quickly married off Yun Shu into the household to serve her own sons, using Zhang Wenbin’s name as leverage.

The system confirmed it. Zhang Wenbin was basically treated as a “discarded pawn” in his father’s eyes.

Feng Zekai’s head was spinning.

“Then why… does she still have a husband?” he couldn’t help asking.

Her husband, the system explained, had taken a secondary wife because she had no children. Their relationship had long become nothing more than formality.

“Oh—trash man,” Feng Zeyuan concluded immediately.

She relayed it to her brother on the spot.

The system added that Li Ruonan was emotionally rich and yearned for passionate, pure love. She and her husband were completely incompatible.

Zhang Wenbin, neglected since childhood and starved of affection, found his emotional void filled by her.

And his reckless, almost unhinged devotion just happened to strike her desire to break free from constraints.

Feng Zekai: “……Ya’er, your focus is always so strange.”

Feng Zeyuan glanced at her brother.

Tsk, still my brother’s refined and elegant youthful charm is better…

But this little wolf-dog type is kind of exciting too.

Feng Zekai: “……”

Inside the cave, after the ointment was applied, Li Ruonan gently withdrew her hands.

They did not separate—instead, they leaned even closer.

Zhang Wenbin pulled out a book from a crack in the rock.

A storybook.

Feng Zeyuan flew closer in curiosity.

The pages were not only written but illustrated—bold drawings, explicit poses, shockingly unrestrained style.

“Ah! Host, avert your eyes!” the system panicked. “Your brother is going to say you’re indecent again!”

Feng Zekai, who had been about to speak: “……”

Zhang Wenbin lowered his voice and leaned into Li Ruonan’s ear.

“Sister… should we try this tonight?”

Li Ruonan’s cheeks flushed red.

“That’s too difficult…”

She hesitated, then cautiously suggested,

“Maybe… we should just play the qin together like last time?”

“Alright.”

Zhang Wenbin agreed immediately, though his gaze remained burning hot.

“Whatever sister wants. As long as I’m with you, anything is fine.”

Feng Zeyuan watched the pair and felt an absurd sense of harmony.

This is wild… but weirdly shippable.

The system commented: “Shared taste in chaos and aesthetics—that’s why they fit.”

But Feng Zeyuan quickly snapped back to reality.

No time for gossip. Yun Shu still needs rescuing.

She flapped her wings and left reluctantly, heading toward the servant quarters where a strange “wealth aura” was concentrated.

As she got closer, the smell became unbearable.

Feng Zeyuan almost flipped mid-air.

Ugh—who hides treasure under a latrine?!

She landed precisely where the system indicated.

Beneath the floor tiles, a faint metallic sheen appeared.

Found it!

“Twenty-two large chests underground, full of gold, silver, jewels… and account books!”

The system confirmed.

They moved the chests into their space.

On the grassy plain, twenty-two massive, foul-smelling wooden chests appeared out of nowhere.

One opened—

Rows of silver ingots gleamed.

Seventy thousand taels of silver. Fifty thousand taels of gold. Three chests of jewelry.

And four account books detailing collusion between the Zhang family, the Ministry of Revenue officials, and the salt administration.

Feng Zekai’s expression turned cold.

Such wealth from a mere merchant family… meant the corruption network behind them ran deep.

“This Zhang family is no longer a small fish,” he said coldly.

Feng Zeyuan was even more direct:

“With these account books, we can trace everything and uproot them all!”

“But the priority now—let’s go rescue Yun Shu!”

They left the space and turned back into bees.

“System, where is Yun Shu?”

“Target located: northwest corner of the backyard, underground chamber beneath an abandoned woodshed!”

The system’s voice suddenly sharpened.

“Host—emergency situation detected!”