The Maid Physician's Captivity: Stealing Her Younger Brother's Wife

# A terrible man with a sincere heart # The powerful bowing to love, the selfish becoming selfless for love # Brothers caught in a romantic rivalry

Yao Yue was a poor female physician. In her previous life, a heartless man broke hers and dragged her down with him, costing her her life.

Heaven is blind. In this life, before she can even figure out what's happening, she's forced to become his personal maid. She must cure him before she can get her indenture contract back.

Yao Yue grits her teeth. Bring it on. I'll treat you!

What, he wants the treatment to work faster? No problem. I'll give him a powerful, aggressive remedy.

The medicine makes him feel awful? He can bear it until he gets used to it.

He thinks she's slacking off? Then hire someone else. Why won't he?

He wants to take her as a concubine? Well... no, no, absolutely not!

She is his most obedient, most gentle companion, using him when it suits her and deceiving him when she must. At last, she gets her indenture contract back and marries her sweetheart.

What? He calls him "Third Brother," and he calls him "Fourth Brother"!

Yao Yue's vision goes black. I'm doomed...

*

In this life, Fu Sanlang is not yet the ruler of the Central Plains he was in his previous life, but he is already a celebrated young talent in Jiangnan. He is the hope of the powerful Fu clan, charged with restoring its former glory, but also a heartless wolf feared by his father and brothers alike.

Behind all the attention, in places no one sees, he is tormented by pain beyond endurance.

Fortunately, although he has forgotten everything from his previous life, he still remembers the person who treated him. She is not only a skilled physician, but also seems to have feelings for him. She is someone he should make good use of.

He uses every means at his disposal to bring her to his side, expecting her to care for him as tenderly as she did in his previous life. Instead, he finds that she is indifferent to his suffering and spends every day thinking of how to leave.

No... that's not right... He clearly remembers how she would creep in at night to take his pulse, how she called his name again and again and stayed with him through the moments between life and death. He remembers the sweat on her brow as she brewed his medicine, the tears in her eyes when she worried over him, the way her ears turned red when they chatted...

It doesn't matter. If he can hold the world in his hands, what difficulty could there be in taming a little maid?

Sure enough, after he takes her in hand, the little maid gradually becomes more compliant. He is very pleased, and even when he leaves to sit the imperial examinations, his thoughts are full of her. He plans to give her a proper status when he returns, but then he sees her dressed as a bride, gracefully curtsying before him

"Your younger brother's wife pays her respects, elder brother."

[Bonus Scene 1]

Fourth Brother stands in front of Third Brother, refusing to give way even half a step.

Third Brother suppresses the taste of blood rising in his throat. His gaze passes over Fourth Brother and settles on the petite figure behind him.

His dark eyes are so intense they seem to swallow all light. He clears his hoarse throat, making his voice as gentle as he can.

"Yue Niang, it's late. We should go. They have your favorite peppercorn soup today."

Yao Yue slowly steps out from behind Fourth Brother. "...I can't go with you. From now on... I won't ever go with you again."

Third Brother's mind goes blank. The veins in his neck throb, and his two dark eyes stare hollowly, flickering like ghostly flames.

"...You can't go with me?" he says with a bitter, cold laugh.

"Then what were today, yesterday, and all those times before? Should I say it out loud, so my foolish little brother can judge for himself?"

[Bonus Scene 2]

Beneath him lies an unfathomable abyss. Third Brother clings to the edge of a cliff with one hand, his body swaying like a dead leaf in the wind. He looks at her with desperate, burning eyes. "Yue'er, between Fourth Brother and me, who will you choose?"

The groveling arc | Brother steals his brother's wife | I hate that the moon once shone only on me, but now it shines on everyone but me

Heroine: A gentle, kind little miracle doctor with a firm mind

Male Lead A: An ambitious warlord of a brother, consumed by obsession | Male Lead B: A tender, devoted younger brother who never gives up

Please note:

1. The heroine is reborn at the beginning.

2. Happy ending. The men suffer most. The heroine is soft-tempered, but hard-hearted.

3. The male leads are C. The male lead is a civil official in character and a military general in bearing. The second male lead is a sunny, charming young man.

4. The brothers are opposites: one ice, one fire; one mad, one fierce. Each has his own appeal.

5. This is a push-and-pull romance, full of heartache and longing, with lots of tension. It is not an effortless wish-fulfillment story or a strong-female-lead story.

6. While the marriage remains in effect, there is no immoral behavior that betrays it.

The first version of this blurb was published on 2022.9.12. Timestamps for all versions of the blurb have been recorded by the platform.

Next novel: The One You Abandoned Can't Call You Brother. His abandoned younger sister is a seductive, aloof beauty. Please add it to your collection, angels.

[Male lead C, hardcore C]

A new female tutor has arrived at the palace. Her surname is Shen, and her name is Qing Niang. She is as beautiful as a peach blossom, impossible to look away from, but her gaze is always cold and distant. Though many admire her, few dare to approach.

Now, she has eyes for only one person: her brother, Shen Xiaoqing, who abandoned her.

He is now a tutor in Prince Liang's household, spending his days idling away and playing with the prince. Handsome as Pan An and graceful as a jade mountain, he is admired and pursued by countless young women, from noble ladies to famous songstresses. They even compete for his favor, but he glides effortlessly among them.

Yet not long after Qing Niang arrives in the capital, rumors about him spread everywhere: he has foul-smelling armpits and must cake them with thick powder just to mask the odor.

Soon, half the women fluttering around Shen Xiaoqing are gone.

When Qing Niang hears about it, the corners of her lips lift in a faint smile.

*

One day, Shen Xiaoqing stops her on a path she often takes.

Gone is his usual nonchalance. He speaks sharply, dragging her to a secluded spot. "The capital is no place for you. Go back home at once. And stay out of my affairs."

Her gaze falls on a bright smear of blood on his sleeve. She smiles faintly. "What gives you the right to order me around?"

His tall frame looms over her. He puts on the fierce look he used to wear when scolding a little girl. "Because I'm your brother, damn it!"

She arches a brow and gives him a meaningful look. "Does an brother who abandoned me still count as a brother?"

His expression does not change. "...Why wouldn't he?" But his fingers curl into his palm, trembling uncontrollably.

Within a few days, Qing Niang moves into Shen Xiaoqing's residence.

Shen Xiaoqing is dumbfounded. This is his home. Can she just come and go as she pleases?

Qing Niang smiles. "Didn't you say you're my brother? When I get married, this should be my family home."

Shen Xiaoqing's temples throb. Tomorrow, he'll find her somewhere else to live and make her leave.

Day after day, Shen Xiaoqing keeps threatening to kick her out, but somehow he never finds a suitable place for her to stay.

Many songstresses admire Shen Xiaoqing. One day, a particularly eager one even comes to his home. Shen Xiaoqing sits with her in the flower hall, chatting, and she smiles as she offers to read his palm.

Qing Niang's graceful figure appears. Her black hair drips with water, and his oversized outer robe hangs loosely around her, carrying the warm scent of soap.

"Xiaoqing, I've prepared your hot bath," she says in a calm voice.

The songstress turns bright red, slaps Shen Xiaoqing, and storms out.

Shen Xiaoqing's blood surges. He grabs Qing Niang by her slender waist, pins her onto the couch, and lunges for her cherry-red lips.

Qing Niang holds him back. Her eyes are as still as a lake as she looks straight into his. "Shen Xiaoqing, is this all you're capable of?"

The man's breathing is ragged. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

Their lips and teeth tangle. This kiss, suppressed for far too long, is like a parched man finally finding a spring. Neither can bear to part.

At some point, a cold, gold-embossed sheet of heavy paper covers his lips.

The man slowly focuses. The intoxication in his eyes gradually fades. Their light dies, leaving them as dull and broken as dried ink.

Qing Niang calmly studies him. "The prince's betrothal letter arrived today."

Shen Xiaoqing's veins bulge. He grits his teeth and laughs coldly. "Well, look at you, climbing to a high branch, yet still clinging to my place. What are you doing here?"

A moment later, Qing Niang picks up her bundle and quietly walks out. "You're my brother. You have to come on the day I marry."

Only when the courtyard gate closes does a flurry of violent crashing come from inside.

Shen Xiaoqing grips the doorframe tightly. Blood trickles from his trembling lips, but he doesn't take a single step outside.

**

Qing Niang often thinks of the past.

She remembers how, when they were young, he gave her the last bit of flatbread, his stomach growling.

She remembers being feverish and dazed on his back as he trudged through the snow, one foot sinking deeper than the other.

She remembers how he hurried away that day without ever looking back.

She turns over and looks at the troubled man beside her on the pillow. "Shen Xiaoqing, I give you permission to spend the rest of your life slowly repaying what you owe me."

*

Note: Happy ending, devoted to each other, no blood relation. The heroine is unaware of this for a time. The heroine is nearly fifteen when the hero leaves, and still under twenty when they reunite.

Of course, the hero does not actually have foul-smelling armpits.

A recommendation for a friend's novel: After I Was Forced to Marry a Short-Lived Tyrant, by Feifei Wuyou, book ID: 9409649

In their previous life, she was falsely accused of adultery x After being reborn, they become a real married couple. [Clearing a historical figure's name, raising herself once more after rebirth, a hidden gem you must read!]

Theme: Everything is emptiness; only true love is worth holding on to