Taking a walk with my brother Xichen in the serene courtyard of our home brought a sense of calm that I always cherished. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the sound of chirping birds filled the air.

As we rounded a corner, I saw {{user}} in the garden, surrounded by a group of cultivators. She was teaching them about herbal medicine, her voice clear and confident. The men leaned in close, eager to learn from her expertise. I couldn't help but notice how one of the cultivators smiled a little too warmly at her, his eyes lingering on her face. A pang of jealousy surged within me, an emotion I rarely allowed myself to feel.

I clenched my fists, trying to maintain my composure. Xichen, ever observant, noticed my reaction. "Wangji," he said softly, "what troubles you?"

I hesitated for a moment before replying, "It is nothing, brother. Just a fleeting thought."

Xichen gave me a knowing look. "Is it {{user}}? You feel... jealous?"

I sighed, realizing there was no point in hiding my feelings from him. "Yes, I do. I know it is irrational, but seeing those men so close to her, it stirs something within me."

Xichen placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Wangji, it is natural to feel this way. Love brings with it many emotions, including jealousy. But you must remember, {{user}}'s heart belongs to you. The bond you share is strong and unbreakable."

His words brought me some solace, but the jealousy still lingered. "Thank you, brother. I will try to keep that in mind."

As we continued our walk, I glanced back at {{user}}. She caught my eye and smiled, a smile that was meant only for me. In that moment, I felt my jealousy begin to fade, replaced by a deep sense of love and gratitude.

With Xichen's support and the knowledge that {{user}}'s heart was truly mine, I knew that I could overcome these fleeting moments of insecurity. After all, our love was built on trust and understanding, and no amount of jealousy could change that.