The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

The distant mountains are shrouded in mist, and the autumn waters are divine.

Her lips were a pale cherry color, like a layer of thin snow.

What's most captivating is its aura; when serene, it's like the moon reflected in an ancient pool; when focused, it's like starlight gathering in the eyes.

It possesses both the clear and bright compassion of a healer, and also subtly contains a profound and mysterious depth that comes from having experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Even the phrase "beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities" is insufficient to describe even a fraction of her charm.

It was a breathtaking beauty that transcended appearance and struck straight to the soul.

The thin lips beneath the Ghost Doctor's mask parted slightly, and he was momentarily speechless.

Suddenly, I felt as if I had lived in another world.

Time has truly cast the most magical spell on her.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Tang Xixue seemed unaware of her senior brother's momentary lapse in concentration. She turned slightly to the side, picked up the jade bowl, and brought it close to her nose to gently sniff it.

The cool fragrance of the turquoise medicinal juice entered her nostrils. She closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, as if trying to discern the aroma of each herb and the subtle changes after they were combined.

After confirming that everything was correct, she picked up a slightly longer gold needle with her fingertips, gently inserted the needle tip into the medicinal liquid, and became stained with the viscous emerald color. The needle body immediately shimmered with a layer of faint emerald light.

She continued to administer acupuncture, precisely inserting the gold needles, now soaked in medicinal liquid, into several specific acupoints.

Guided by the golden needles, the medicinal power seeped into the depths of Si Xingxuan's meridians, merging and blending with the warm current of life force previously stimulated by the golden needles.

"What? You don't even trust your senior brother? Would I possibly harm Zhe Yue?"

The Ghost Doctor only came to his senses at this moment. Seeing her examining the medicine, he couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, his tone carrying his usual lazy and wicked air.

However, beneath that malevolent aura, there seemed to be a different kind of complex emotion.

"Senior brother, you are mistaken."

Tang Xixue didn't raise her head, her voice was calm and gentle, but her hands didn't stop moving at all.

"Doctors deal with matters of life and death, and must be extremely cautious."

"Ensuring absolute certainty is my medical practice habit. It's not that I don't trust my senior brother, nor do I intend to offend him in the slightest."

Her words were clear and carried an unquestionable rigor.

"Junior Sister's words make sense."

The Ghost Doctor chuckled softly, walked to the window, crossed his arms and leaned against the bamboo wall, his dark robes almost blending into the shadows.

"However, in my life, I have never saved anyone, only killed."

"Then why did you make an exception and save Zhe Yue back then, senior brother?"

Tang Xixue dropped the last needle, her fingertip gently brushing the end of the needle, and all the gold needles simultaneously emitted a very slight tremor.

The remaining emerald-green medicinal power on the needle completely permeated Si Xingxuan's limbs, bones, and meridians at this moment.

She slowly exhaled, focusing her attention on the changes within the other person's body.

The heart meridian, which was almost completely severed, was miraculously reconnected under the combined effects of medicine and acupuncture.

Although still fragile, like a newly grafted twig, its vibrant life force has returned, no longer like water without a source or a tree without roots.

At least several years of her lifespan have been forcibly woven back by her.

"It's fun to take on the impossible, isn't it?"

The Ghost Doctor turned around, his deep blue eyes gazing at the vast bamboo forest outside the window, his voice carrying his uniquely cynical and playful tone.

"Watching a little guy who should have died young, who had been given a death sentence by countless famous doctors, struggle to survive in my hands..."

"The process itself is a great source of enjoyment."

"..."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted my senior's kindness."

Tang Xixue knew this senior brother quite well.

If we say that the Divine Physician Zheyue walks the line between good and evil, like the moon reflected in a deep pool, making it difficult to discern the light and shadow.

Then her senior brother, the Ghost Doctor, was completely unconventional and reckless, acting solely on his own whims and without any regard for worldly rules.

That was pure evil, walking alone in the dark abyss, refusing even the moonlight to taint it.

"Oh."

Hearing her words, the Ghost Doctor chuckled softly, finding his junior sister extremely amusing.

Tang Xixue asked no more questions and began to remove the gold needles one by one.

Each piece was wiped clean with a clean cloth and then put back into the jade box.

The movements were methodical, exuding a serene rhythmic beauty.

"Alright, Zheyue's heart meridian has been temporarily reconnected. If there are no unforeseen circumstances, she should be able to remain stable for a while longer."

Tang Xixue carefully put away the last gold needle and closed the jade box.

She walked to the table and simply put away the items she had used.

"Senior brother, I'm leaving now."

She turned to the Ghost Doctor, her voice soft.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are wide, but we...may meet again someday."

With that, she waved her hand gently, and her white figure, like a cloud, drifted silently toward the bamboo gate.

"Junior Uncle—!"

Almost the instant the bamboo door gently closed, Si Xingxuan on the bamboo bed suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were filled with anxiety, disappointment, and a sense of grievance.

He struggled to sit up, his eyes scanning the room anxiously, but there was no sign of that figure in white.

Only the scent of cold plum blossoms lingering in the air, seemingly mixed with a very faint floral fragrance.

The bamboo house was empty, with only the silent snowlight shining through the window.

"Oh—you've woken up at just the right time."

A mocking voice rang out from the side.

Si Xingxuan turned his head sharply and saw that his master, who was wearing a ghost mask, had been sitting on a bamboo chair in the corner of the room.

She was sitting with her legs crossed, one hand supporting her chin, her deep blue eyes peering at him through the mask with a half-smile, her gaze full of amusement.

"You like your junior uncle that much? You called him so affectionately the moment you opened your eyes."

Si Xingxuan was speechless after hearing his master's words, and only then did he belatedly realize that his body was ice-cold.

He looked down.

"...!!!"

His handsome face, as bright as the moon and as white as jade, suddenly flushed red from his neck to his ears, almost as if blood was about to drip from it.

He then realized that he was completely naked, with only a thin animal skin blanket casually draped around his waist.

It was clearly prepared while the person was unconscious, but it was only to cover their body.

The clothes that had been removed during the previous treatment were neatly folded at the foot of the tatami mat.

Overwhelming embarrassment instantly drowned out all other emotions.

He hurriedly grabbed some clothes from the side, not caring that his master was right in front of him, and turned his back, awkwardly putting them on.

Her fingertips were trembling slightly, whether from anger or embarrassment, she couldn't tell.

"Master!"

As he dressed, he squeezed out a voice through gritted teeth, filled with deep resentment and a hint of barely perceptible annoyance.

"Do not look at what is improper!"

"Master, have you—have you seen Junior Martial Aunt's face? What—what does she look like?"

He straightened his clothes and asked expectantly.

"Your junior uncle is very handsome, unparalleled in the world! It's a pity you didn't see it..."

The ghost doctor said in a way that was infuriating.

"..."

"Tsk."

The Ghost Doctor chuckled, his tone even more mocking, and slowly shook his finger.

"Zhe Yue—I remember, your junior uncle lit Soul-Stabilizing Incense, not Aphrodisiac Powder—"

"Hahaha……"

"Master!!!"

Si Xingxuan's defenses were completely breached by the red heat.

Why would he need such an unorthodox master?

Is this something I can mention?