Junior Brother Pays Respect to You: Chapter 56 - Is the Young Master Here?

October 06, 2025 Oyen 0 Comments

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Chapter 56: Is the Young Master Here?

 

Qin Zheng stiffly turned his head to look behind him.

 

The woman standing there was the same one he had seen yesterday—the nanny who had taken the child away during the meal.

 

Qin Zheng glanced at her with a pleading expression and motioned with his mouth toward the child, then hastily said, “Quick, pick him up!”

 

The nanny gave Qin Zheng a puzzled look, noticing his odd expression, but still bent down and picked up the child.

 

Now that the child was in her arms, he was at the same eye level as Qin Zheng.

 

Strangely, the child didn’t seem unhappy about being carried away—in fact, he looked delighted, beaming at Qin Zheng.

 

Not wanting to make his dislike for children too obvious, Qin Zheng forced a smile and made some small talk with the nanny: “Such a cute kid—what’s his name?”

 

As she gently rocked the child, the nanny replied, “The young heir’s name is Lin Shixuan.” 

 

“It was the Prince who chose it.”

 

“Oh~” Qin Zheng nodded and praised, “Shixuan, that’s a good name.”

 

Then, to keep up the act, he feigned interest and reached out to lightly touch the child’s cheek—only to quickly pull back.

 

The child, thinking Qin Zheng was playing with him, started to lean toward him.

 

Realizing something was off, Qin Zheng slapped his thigh and loudly exclaimed, “Ah! I nearly forgot—I came out to pick some osmanthus flowers for my junior brother!”

 

Time to commit to the performance.

 

Qin Zheng rushed to the nearby osmanthus tree, snapped off a small branch, and said, “We don’t have these flowers in Tianque Sect—thought I’d bring some back so my junior brother could see what they’re like.”

 

Waving the branch in his hand, he said to the nanny, “Well, I’ll be heading back now.”

 

Before she could say anything, Qin Zheng turned and hurried toward the garden gate, walking faster and faster.

 

Behind him, the child suddenly let out a gurgling sound, which startled Qin Zheng into a jog.

 

Perhaps seeing Qin Zheng retreating so quickly, the child burst into tears.

 

The crying mixed with the nanny’s attempts to soothe him, but it didn’t seem to help.

 

Panting, Qin Zheng finally reached his courtyard. He was about to rush straight into his own room—but then paused at the door.

 

After a moment of thought, he turned instead and headed toward Qin Su’s room, barging in without even knocking.

 

Given the way the Prince’s household doted on the child, the nanny might bring the kid to him again just to stop the crying.

 

Heart pounding, Qin Zheng leaned against the door and peeked through a crack, trying to see if anyone was following.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

Just as Qin Zheng was peeking, Qin Su’s voice suddenly rang out behind him.

 

Startled, Qin Zheng jumped and quickly turned around to see his junior brother standing by the bed.  Forcing a smile, Qin Zheng said, “Nothing, nothing—you’re awake?”

 

“Not cultivating today?”

 

Qin Su walked over to the table and sat down on a stool. “In a bit.”

 

“What were you hiding from just now?”

 

Qin Zheng pursed his lips, unsure if he should tell the truth.

 

After all, when they were younger, he used to bully Qin Su a lot.

 

Then his eyes landed on the flower in his hand—and an idea struck.

 

“This is osmanthus—something we don’t have at Tianque Sect.” As he spoke, he walked over and held out the flower to Qin Su. “I picked it especially for you.”

 

Qin Su stared at the flower in a moment of daze, then slowly took it and examined it closely.

 

Just then, there was a knock at the door—and the voice of the nanny from earlier followed.

 

“Is the young master in? The young heir is crying and wants to see you.”

 

The voice came from right outside Qin Su’s door.

 

Qin Su looked toward the door in confusion, then turned to Qin Zheng, who wore a deeply conflicted expression.

 

Catching his junior brother’s gaze, Qin Zheng gave an awkward smile and slowly shuffled over to the door.

 

Before opening it, he forced a grin onto his face.

 

Creak—

 

The door opened.

 

The moment Lin Shixuan, now in the nanny’s arms, saw the door open and spotted his favorite person, he broke into giggles.

 

Then he lunged forward.

 

The nanny, following the child’s lead, moved closer to Qin Zheng.

 

Helpless, Qin Zheng reluctantly took the child, forcing a bitter smile.

 

In his heart, he kept trying to convince himself: This is your nephew! Your real nephew! How can you not like him?!

 

Once the child was in Qin Zheng’s arms, he grew even more cheerful and began playing with his hair.

 

Qin Zheng looked at the nanny at the door and said, “Why don’t you leave for now? I’ll take care of him. When he gets hungry, I’ll bring him to you.”

 

The nanny hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I’ll be in the southern wing of the Prince’s residence,” she said, and turned to leave.

 

The child showed no sign of missing her as she walked away.

 

Qin Zheng had hoped to use this opportunity to hand the kid back.

 

Seeing the nanny disappear from sight, Qin Zheng quickly turned and walked up to Qin Su—then shoved the child into his arms.

 

Qin Zheng remembered that Qin Su was someone who could even handle a little rascal like Xiao Hua.

 

“Anyway, you’re free right now, so help me look after the kid for a bit.”

 

Seeing that Qin Su looked at him with suspicion, Qin Zheng continued, “Kids are actually pretty fun.”

 

“Just take it as a thank-you gift for the osmanthus I gave you!”

 

When the child was suddenly placed into Qin Su’s arms, he was stunned and stared blankly at the unfamiliar person in front of him.

 

Qin Zheng watched Lin Shixuan nervously, terrified he might start crying again.

 

But to his surprise, the child neither cried nor fussed.

 

Qin Su, too, resignedly held the child and stood up.

 

Although his face remained expressionless as usual, Lin Shixuan was surprisingly well-behaved in his arms, not even glancing back at Qin Zheng.

 

Qin Zheng found it strange and curiously leaned over to take a closer look.

 

Lin Shixuan had a finger in his mouth, his eyes blinking as he observed the handsome man in front of him.

 

If Qin Zheng hadn’t seen it up close himself, he’d have thought the child had been scared stiff by Qin Su.

 

Before long, the child actually fell asleep in Qin Su’s arms.

 

Qin Zheng looked at the peacefully sleeping child and couldn’t help but gaze at Qin Su with admiration.

 

Qin Su glanced back at him and signaled for Qin Zheng to take the child.

 

“You should take him back. It wouldn’t look good if someone saw me holding him.”

 

Qin Zheng looked at Qin Su in surprise. After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly took the child back.

 

When did his junior brother become so mindful of social decorum?

 

Qin Zheng felt like he was holding a hot potato. As soon as he left Qin Su’s room, he rushed off in the direction the nanny had mentioned.

 

The royal residence truly lived up to its name—absolutely massive.

 

Although the nanny had told him where her room was, Qin Zheng still wandered around for a while before finally finding it.

 

When he safely handed the sleeping child back to the nanny, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

 

Looks like it’s best not to stroll around the courtyard so casually anymore. What if he ran into that kid again?

 

The nanny looked surprised as she took the sleeping child into her arms. “The young heir actually likes the young master this much?”

 

“You know, His Highness is usually extremely hard to get to sleep.”

 

Qin Zheng chuckled awkwardly—this was really all thanks to Qin Su.

 

Now that the child was back in the nanny’s hands, Qin Zheng quickly made his escape from the room, terrified the boy would suddenly wake up and insist on playing with him again.

 

But just as he stepped out, he ran into Lin Sui coming from the opposite direction—with the crown princess beside him.

 

Looks like they had come to see their child.

 

Qin Zheng let out a quiet sigh. He really didn’t want to argue with his younger brother in the prince’s residence.

 

Lin Sui’s expression darkened when he saw Qin Zheng coming out of his son’s room. “What were you doing in Shixuan’s room?”

 

Qin Zheng shrugged and said, “Blame it on my charm. My nephew saw me and just wouldn’t stop begging to play. Took me ages to get him to sleep.”

 

Lin Sui’s expression shifted slightly. He gestured for his wife to go inside first.

 

After she left, Lin Sui suddenly dropped his earlier aggressive tone and asked curiously, “People say the Tianque Sect is a place of cultivation.”

 

“Since brother had the good fortune to train there for so many years, surely you’ve learned quite a few magical arts?”

 

Qin Zheng looked at Lin Sui, confused about what scheme he was plotting.

 

Lin Sui smiled. “Don’t look at me like that.”

 

“I’m just an ordinary mortal, like everyone else—simply curious about the ways of cultivators.”

 

“I wonder if brother could demonstrate the legendary sword-riding technique?”

 

“I’ve heard that cultivators all know how to ride swords, which is how they appear thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.”

 

At last, Qin Zheng understood what Lin Sui was getting at.

 

He still refused to acknowledge Qin Zheng as his elder brother.

 

But speaking of sword-riding… Qin Zheng was at a loss.

 

He didn’t know how to do it at all.

 

Then he thought of Qin Su.

 

If only he’d brought his junior brother along.

 

Qin Su’s spells were mysterious and profound—definitely enough to shut Lin Sui up.

 

Since he couldn’t demonstrate anything himself, he’d have to come up with an excuse.

 

Qin Zheng thought for a moment, then said apologetically, “I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you.”

 

“I was seriously injured not long ago and can’t use any spells for now.”

 

“In fact, it was my junior brother who used sword-riding to bring me from Tianque Sect to Nanchuan.”

 

“If you don’t mind, would you like to come to my place? My junior brother knows a few spells. I can ask him to demonstrate something for you.”

 

Since Qin Zheng had already said that much, Lin Sui had no choice but to smile and wave his hand. “Brother, no need to push yourself. I’m simply curious. If you’re injured, of course I won’t force the matter.”

 

Qin Zheng smiled. “In that case, I’ll be heading back.”

 

Lin Sui nodded.

 

Qin Zheng quietly let out a breath of relief and turned to leave with a polite smile.

 

Talking to people like this was exhausting.

 

Behind him, Lin Sui’s expression turned cold the moment Qin Zheng turned around.

 

After Qin Zheng was gone, Lin Sui muttered to himself: “A fake can’t pretend forever.”

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