The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Inside the outer pharmacy, Tang Xixue was intently tending to the withered tree that had been brought back to life.

"Your Highness, these flowers are absolutely beautiful."

Qingdai couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Yes, it is beautiful, but it was raised with extremely poisonous plants. If an ordinary person were to casually pluck it, they would die on the spot."

Tang Xixue spoke slowly.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting dappled shadows on her.

The light and shadow flowed slowly with the movement of the sun, as if time were gently flowing over her.

"Isn't the Divine Physician Zheyue himself afraid of poison?"

Qingdai asked curiously.

"Zhe Yue is immune to all poisons, so this has no effect on him whatsoever."

Tang Xixue carefully plucked a few leaves and then three pink jade-like spirit flowers.

The petals were as thin as cicada wings, trembling gently at her fingertips, as if they might turn into a wisp of smoke and fly away at any moment.

"It wasn't to prevent others from stealing it, but rather, the dead tree that was cultivated with highly poisonous plants had a special medicinal effect of bringing them back to life after being put in a desperate situation, which might have some effect on him."

Of course, that effect was just a drop in the ocean for Si Xingxuan.

She had already repaid this debt by treating Si Xingxuan before.

She didn't know that Si Xingxuan admired the Fate Weaver so much; otherwise, they wouldn't have tied up Si Xingzhou at the drop of a hat.

"The Divine Physician Zheyue is truly skilled. I've heard that this withered tree that comes back to life is extremely difficult to cultivate."

Qingdai was in charge of handling literature and had the privilege of reading some books.

"The 'Folding Moon' formation is indeed powerful, but it's also very dangerous; we should stay away from it."

Tang Xixue knew that the most powerful skill of the Divine Physician Zheyue was his poison technique, not his medical skill.

In her eyes, Si Xingxuan was a shrewish, crazy, and obsessive woman.

She avoids this kind of man like the plague.

She placed the withered branches and flowers that had come back to life into different medicine cups, and then took out several celadon medicine bottles from her medicine box, pouring out powders of various colors.

White as snow, blue as smoke, and crimson as the sunset.

Each powder has a different aroma when poured out.

Some are as clear and cold as frost, some as warm and smooth as jade, and some as sweet and soft as honey.

"I didn't expect that His Highness would prepare a pharmacy for him."

Qingdai felt extremely guilty whenever she saw Yuefan Saint Son Yun Boyan, but for His Highness's sake, she still came without changing her expression.

She originally thought that the Holy Son of Yuefan was a cold and aloof person.

But in reality, he is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Ayan is indeed very considerate."

Tang Xixue had to admit that Yun Boyan, though seemingly cold, was actually very thoughtful and especially kind to his older brother.

The Firefly Palace is a private palace for envoys from the Other Shore God Kingdom, and they can decorate it according to their own preferences.

Yun Boyan had specially prepared a pharmacy for her here, fully furnished and with clean utensils.

On the table were various sizes of medicine grinders, pestles, and medicine cups, each of which was wiped spotless.

Various dried medicinal herbs hung on the wall, tied into bundles with thin hemp rope, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance in the sunlight.

In the corner were several unopened medicine jars, with red paper pasted on them, bearing the names of the medicinal herbs and the year of manufacture.

"Please do not hesitate to give me any instructions, Your Highness."

Wen Songli stood to the side, assisting her.

He moved swiftly, always handing things to her at exactly the moment she needed them.

Qingdai was also personally picked up by Wen Song, who was now helping her organize the prescriptions.

She picked up her pen and copied it down. The pen tip moved across the paper with a soft, scratching sound, and lines of elegant, delicate calligraphy slowly unfolded, graceful and beautiful.

"Thank you, Ah Song. Has your lightness skill improved recently?"

Tang Xixue asked casually.

"When would you like me to help you practice?"

"..."

Wen Song wanted to cry but had no tears.

He didn't want to talk about it.

Was she helping?

She clearly wanted him dead.

"Ahem, thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I appreciate it."

He politely declined.

He could no longer withstand Princess Mirror's sword.

He recalled the days when he was chased and hacked at.

We can't afford to mess with them.

We can't afford to mess with them.

Wuya stood quietly at the door, like a shadow, silently guarding it.

His breath was so light that it was almost imperceptible.

But as soon as someone gets close, his gaze immediately falls on them, with a hint of quiet vigilance.

"Princess Mirror is truly unfathomable."

Wuya gazed at the focused figure, her voice low.

As the leader of the Mist Feather Silver Wings, he had always stayed by Yun Boyan's side.

He personally took over the books that were dictated by the time-traveling woman and written by Qingdai herself.

He looked through some of them.

I was deeply shocked.

My worldview has been shattered.

Qingdai raised her eyes and glanced at him.

"He shouldn't be a gossip, right?"

She still remembers the look of disbelief on his face when she personally handed the book to Wuya.

"Those things were done by Qingdai in the past, and have nothing to do with Qingdai today. Yes, that's it..."

She thought to herself silently.

"I hope Your Majesty will not seek revenge later."

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the medicine cups on the table.

The powder in the medicine cup shimmered with fine, fragmented light, like tiny specks of stardust hidden within.

The light also shone on Tang Xixue's focused profile.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes casting faint shadows on her eyelids.

The shadow trembled gently with her movements, like a butterfly landing on a petal.

With nimble fingers, those originally highly poisonous medicinal herbs gradually transformed into life-saving medicines under her hands.

The doctor is kind.

Poisoning techniques are also medical techniques.

It all depends on who uses it.

She took a small pestle and gently crushed the petals of the withered tree that had come back to life.

The petals were extremely delicate; they would shatter at the slightest touch, turning into a pool of crimson liquid that spread in the white jade medicine cup, like a sunset glow falling into the water.

She took a few more herbs and added them in one by one.

Each time the medicine is added, its color changes slightly.

From crimson to light blue, from light blue to frosty white.

It's like adjusting a painting.

The wind blowing in from the window ruffled her hair.

The strand of hair swayed gently beside her face, and she raised her hand to tuck it behind her ear.

The movements were very gentle.

Very beautiful.

It's like a person in a painting suddenly coming to life.

Wen Song silently handed over a new medicine cup, but dared not linger his gaze on it for long.

He always felt that Princess Mirror looked better when she was focused on her work than at other times.

It was so beautiful that you dared not look at it for too long.

I'm afraid that if I look at it too much, I'll forget what I'm supposed to be doing.

"The medicine has been prepared, and the time is almost up. Asong, please have your master lie down on the couch."

Tang Xixue gave the order.

"Remember, make sure Master doesn't need to wear an outer robe, so he doesn't have to take it off."

"Uh, okay, I will certainly pass it on."

Why did Wen Song feel like he was summoning his own lord to serve him in bed?

So, when he entered the inner room, he leaned down and whispered in Xie Jinlian's ear:

"Your Majesty, Princess Jing said that you don't need to wear anything later, just lie on the couch and wait for her."

"???"

Xie Jinlian blushed instantly.

"???"

Thin clouds spread out.