AWB Chapter 467 Do you love her, or do you love that personality?
Chapter 467 Do you love her, or do you love that personality?
I think that since Zhou Feng has such a despicable mind, there should be other ones besides this one.
He disregarded his own politeness and searched every corner of the study—bookshelves, bookshelves, drawers under the desk…
Then they discovered that the bottom drawer of the desk was locked.
Without hesitation, the younger brother pulled the hairpin that held the jade crown in place from his head, and with a gentle flick, the lock was broken, and the drawer could be opened.
Actually, I learned this skill from my cousin Feng Zizhou when I was a kid and had nothing else to do.
Upon opening the drawer, one finds neatly arranged scrolls of paintings, numbering more than a dozen.
The younger brother took out a scroll and unfolded it. It was a picture of a beautiful woman swinging on a swing under the moon, and her facial features were drawn. It could be confirmed that this was his third sister!
Just then, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the study.
The younger brother looked up and met Zhou Feng's gaze.
Zhou Feng was initially a little uneasy, but at this moment he calmed down, regained his usual indifference, and his brows showed a hint of aloofness.
The younger brother, filled with righteous indignation, grabbed the scroll, crumpled it into a ball, and slammed it onto the table.
"Lord Zhou, don't you need to give me an explanation?"
The steward trotted after him, completely unaware of what had happened, glancing at his underling and then at his master.
Zhou Feng waved his hand: "You go out first."
The steward left, thought for a moment, then closed the door and dismissed all the servants outside.
Zhou Feng walked over and unfolded the torn painting on the table. The paper was crumpled into a ball, and the face of the beautiful woman on it was no longer clearly visible.
He gently stroked it with heartache.
Then I saw the half-finished painting of a beautiful woman emerging from the bath on the table, which had been torn in two.
He took the two halves and tried to put them back together.
The younger brother was furious. He grabbed the two sheets of paper and tore them to shreds!
"Zhou Feng, you utterly despicable hypocrite!"
As he spoke, the younger brother took out the scrolls from the drawer one by one, opened them, glanced at them, and immediately tore them up.
Zhou Feng didn't stop him; he just stood opposite the desk and watched his underling do these things like a madman.
The younger brother saw each one; they were his sister. But as he tore them down one by one, he felt somewhat lost.
The painting depicts his third older sister, but she also resembles his eldest sister somewhat.
The three sisters are indeed triplets, but upon closer inspection, their faces are all different. The eldest sister has a slightly wider face and gentler features; the second sister has an oval face, so delicate it's almost unreal; and the youngest sister has a small face with a pointed chin and upturned eyebrows.
Before the younger brother could think further, he heard Zhou Feng say something.
"I admire her, what's wrong with that?"
The younger brother looked up angrily: "What you're doing will cause her trouble."
Zhou Feng shook his head: "I have never revealed such thoughts to anyone. I usually hide them very well."
"If you conceal it well, will you never be discovered? If it were someone else who came today, what would they think?"
Zhou Feng shook his head again: "If it weren't for you, you would never have noticed who was in that painting. You might have just thought I had a taste for such beauties."
This is true.
The painting doesn't depict her face, so unless someone is very familiar with Si Muwan, they probably wouldn't recognize her. Furthermore, very few people see Si Muwan these days, and those who do are always dressed in imperial robes, their faces obscured.
Even when Feng Ziheng and his group went to see Si Muwan in private, they could not see her true face.
The younger brother was speechless, but his anger did not subside.
"Shameless! Do you know what a disaster this is for a woman?"
Zhou Feng replied, "I cannot agree with Jing'an's words. If a young lady were to paint a portrait of a man, people would only say that the man is incredibly charming and has captivated the woman. But when I painted this picture, how do I know that it wasn't her... incredibly charming, the one I haven't been able to forget for over ten years?"
"But you weren't sincere at all back then!"
Speaking of what happened back then, the younger brother was still indignant. Even though he always believed that the reason his third sister didn't marry into the Xu family was because the Xu family was short-sighted and because Zhou Feng was incompetent.
But he saw his third sister's pain all along.
Zhou Feng lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "Yes, I was young and ignorant back then, and I didn't stand firm in my own thoughts. So now, I can only admire her, but I can't get any closer to her."
The younger brother sneered disdainfully.
Zhou Feng added, "Sometimes I think, if I had understood my own heart back then, I might have no regrets now."
"Really? You think you would have been happy if you had been with my third sister back then?"
Zhou Feng looked at his younger brother and said sincerely, "Jing'an, if I had stuck to my own ideas back then, I might not have such a high position and great wealth today, but at least my family would be at peace. And everything I have now is not what I wanted in my heart."
His younger brother, however, scoffed at his words.
Back when Zhou Feng was with the Xu family, all he wanted was to restore his original surname. He was constantly preparing, and even though the Xu family were merchants and he couldn't take the imperial examinations, he still diligently studied.
All he wanted was to one day regain the surname Zhou, so that he could participate in the imperial examinations and continue his official career.
And he did succeed.
Success brings a stable career, which leads to regret for the unfulfilled youthful ambitions of his younger days.
But if he had chosen his third sister back then, and the two of them had been together, perhaps his third sister would have become a stumbling block on his road to success.
I have no intention of arguing with Zhou Feng, because he knows the saying "the bystander sees more of the game."
He simply asked, "Since you entered the capital, have you seen my eldest sister?"
Suddenly changing the subject, Zhou Feng was a little puzzled. He looked at his younger brother and hesitated before replying, "The young lady used to live in the inner quarters and never went out. Later, she moved to the outskirts of the capital... I have never been to the villa, so I have never seen her."
The younger brother laughed and said, "The reason why Lord Zhou couldn't be with Third Sister back then was because he didn't understand whether the one he loved was Eldest Sister or Third Sister, wasn't that right?"
Zhou Feng quickly explained, "I was still young at the time, and I got confused because your sisters look alike. But later I realized that the person in my heart is indeed your third sister, she..."
The younger brother raised his hand, interrupting him: "Lord Zhou, have you ever considered that you don't actually like my sisters? What you like is their flamboyant and assertive personalities?"
Zhou Feng was bewildered.
The younger brother said, "All you've ever liked is power. It just so happens that my sisters have that power, which is why you can't forget them."
He got up and walked to the fire bucket, lit it, and took the scrolls from the table and put them into the fire to burn.
After the last scroll burned out, the younger brother stood up and looked at Zhou Feng: "Lord Zhou, I will pretend I know nothing about what happened today, but if there is a next time, no matter what the cost, Si Jing'an will never allow you to stay in the capital and become someone who could threaten my third sister!"