The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Yes, as you can see."

Tang Xixue raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes flashing with a hint of reproach.

This younger brother is far too tactless.

Even if someone is obsessed with their brother, there should be limits, right?

A surge of possessiveness welled up within her, like a flame suddenly leaping up in the snow.

Xie Jinlian, her master, belongs to her alone—Tang Xixue.

On what grounds does Yun Boyan adopt this posture of catching his lover in bed?

It was as if she had taken liberties with him.

With this in mind, she decided not to give him even the slightest chance to react.

Fingertips slipped into Xie Jinlian's cool, silver hair that cascaded down her shoulders, and when her fingers closed, they touched the strands of hair like streams formed from moonlight.

"I'm... giving my master painkillers..."

With her other hand, she cupped his slightly turned cheek and leaned down to kiss his lips, which trembled slightly with surprise.

It wasn't the same gentle, tentative kiss as before.

It is an invasion with a blatant sense of possession.

The delicate rose climbs, probes, and entwines itself, creating a thorny, hot, and panting breath.

The kiss was deep and urgent, carrying the crisp yet intoxicating sweet fragrance of crushed crabapple blossoms, instantly overwhelming Xie Jinlian's newly awakened rationality.

"Well……"

Caught off guard, Xie Jinlian let out a suppressed groan.

The sound was muffled by her lips, mixed with sudden, disordered breathing, making one's ears burn.

Shh...don't make a sound.

Tang Xixue's gaze was deep and unfathomable: "...It seems my patient is not very obedient."

He felt as if he had been plunged into molten lava; a tingling electric current, which exploded from the point where his lips and teeth met, coursed through his limbs and bones, and even his spine trembled.

"Master, remember who is treating you like this," she said with a soft laugh.

"Stamp it, and it's mine now."

Xie Jinlian was like the purest ice on the summit of a snow-capped mountain, suddenly thrown into a scorching spring.

It is clear that we should resist and refuse.

But the body honestly melted and trembled.

Even the fingertips curled up, leaving faint marks on the armrests of the wheelchair.

"Brother!"

Yun Boyan's voice was hoarse and distorted, faintly revealing a pitiful sob.

He cultivated the path of detachment and detachment for over twenty years, remaining untainted by worldly dust and defilement.

I have never suffered like this before...

Such a direct impact on the soul?

Chaotic, scorching breaths; surging, ceaseless tides.

"How...how could you do this to me?!"

All the senses that shouldn't belong to him rushed towards him with unmistakable clarity and irresistible force.

He was so stimulated by the sudden, passionate kiss that he felt dizzy and his limbs went numb.

His silver-gray eyes were now tinged with obvious red at the corners, as if he had been crying or as if he had been severely burned and ravaged by some intense emotion.

"Zhizhi, let go... let go of my brother."

Every word he uttered seemed to have been pulled from an ice cellar, carrying overwhelming shame and a near-collapse of reason.

Her aloof and ethereal beauty, like that of an ice and snow deity, was bathed in the intoxicating glow of the setting sun.

He's going crazy.

He could feel so clearly how soft and sweet her lips were.

As she relentlessly pursued him, her presence gradually permeated his senses...

"Zhizhi... um... Zhibao..."

Xie Jinlian's usually aloof eyes were now flushed, even more vibrant than the first blooming snow lotus of Kunlun.

He was completely overwhelmed by the kisses and utterly defeated.

He clearly sensed Yun Boyan's intense emotions, feeling as if he were caught between two extremes.

"Zhizhi, don't touch there..."

"Oh? Is this the place?"

But Tang Xixue wasn't about to give up, her knee grinding against Xie Jinlian's taut waist and abdomen.

When her palm touched the sweaty skin of his lower back, she could clearly feel the trembling of the person beneath her, as taut as a bowstring.

"Zhizhi...no..."

Xie Jinlian's broken pleas were mixed with gasps, and the corners of her eyes were red as if they had been drawn with cinnabar.

"Young lady, please—spare my brother!"

Yun Boyan clearly felt those secret pleasures like poisoned silver needles piercing into his limbs and bones.

"Your brother doesn't seem to want to be let off the hook..."

Her fingertips were slowly moving up her brother's spine, exploring segment by segment, as if playing a hidden harp.

Each press elicited a suppressed groan from his brother, followed by even more violent trembling.

Tang Xixue saw her master in her arms looking pitiful, his breathing disordered and his eyes red.

Considering his still-ill health, they finally took pity on him and temporarily spared his swollen and moist lips.

As she stepped back, Xie Jinlian unconsciously chased after her for a moment.

His lips gently brushed against the corner of her lips, making a soft "pop" sound.

This unconscious attempt to keep him from leaving stunned him. He then hurriedly lowered his head, unaware that his bright red ears had already betrayed him.

"See that?" She suddenly turned her head to look at the frozen Yun Boyan, her smile as sharp as a thorny ice rose. "He's mine."

Her lips moved silently, each lip movement like a branding iron searing the boy's heart:

"Little brother, be more sensible."

"..." Yun Boyan was shocked.

As the supreme ruler of the Dark Realm and the Lord of Clouds, he had never been subjected to such a close-range attack since childhood!

She's so arrogant!

Unfortunately, he was tortured to the point of almost being burned to ashes.

"Oh."

Only then did he slowly get off Xie Jinlian, casually straightening his slightly disheveled clothes and cuffs.

Her movements were as graceful as brushing a fallen petal off her shoulder, yet her languid, satisfied expression suggested she had just drunk a refreshing cup of Kunlun Dew.

She looked up at Yun Boyan, whose face was flushed red and who was still breathing heavily, her tone filled with undisguised mockery:

"Why are you blushing when I kissed your brother?"

"ha."

Yun Boyan was so angry at her words that he laughed.

Why is he blushing?

Isn't it all thanks to her?

Compared to her, those banned books and novels are practically pure.

Yun Boyan's breathtakingly beautiful silver-gray eyes were fixed on her, his emotions surging like the sea of ​​clouds before a blizzard.

Shame, indignation, collapse, bewilderment, and a hint of something he himself didn't even realize...

eager.

He acted as if he had seen some kind of outrageous, heartless, and treacherous villain.

But the woman who caused the trouble smiled so brightly that he lost his confidence even when he tried to rebuke her.

Facing the chilling aura emanating from the Lord of Clouds.

Tang Xixue was not afraid at all; instead, she took two steps forward until she was right in front of him.

She tiptoed closer to his flushed ear, her breath sweet as orchids, yet the words she uttered carried an icy sharpness:

"I'm not kissing you, little brother—"

She deliberately prolonged the last syllable, like the trembling of a harp string, each note scratching the most itchy spot in my heart.

"Aren't you being a bit too nosy?"

She paused, her lips almost touching his burning earlobe, her voice low but clear:

"Are you suggesting that in the future, when I'm intimately embracing your brother...and indulging in passionate lovemaking, you'll still stand by the bedside and weep?"

"boom--"

Her ruthless Dao heart shattered into countless frost and snow dust, each grain reflecting her languid, smiling shadow.

Yun Boyan staggered backward, his back hitting the screen, causing the ink bamboo to rustle.

He gazed at his brother, his face flushed with intoxication, his lips red, his clothes disheveled, as he leaned against his wheelchair.

That was clearly the purest handful of snow on the summit of Kunlun Mountain.

How did it get covered up and turned into... a gushing stream of scalding spring water?