The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Yun Boyan stood at the door of the inner room, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the book that had been brought over by Wu Yu Yin Yi on the bedside table.

The name on the cover was glaringly obvious.

He stared at the book, lost in deep thought.

He is carefully considering something.

It was the church that encouraged his brother to strive for success.

Or—should I take his place?

The moment the thought popped into his head, his heart skipped a beat.

"My brother's health isn't very good..."

He murmured, his voice so low that only he could hear it.

Those usually cool and aloof eyes were now churning with complex emotions.

There was hesitation, struggle, and a deeply hidden expectation.

"I look exactly like my brother, even my sister-in-law can't tell us apart..."

"I'm doing this all for my brother's own good..."

The words fell.

He suddenly realized that this logic was absolutely flawless.

He was even willing to sacrifice himself for his brother.

If this isn't considered brotherly affection and respect, then what is?

He successfully convinced himself.

Then, he took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The moment the door opened slightly, he froze on the spot.

Inside the hall, the sunlight was just right.

Tang Xixue was supporting Xie Jinlian as they walked slowly through the hall.

Xie Jinlian's steps were slow and light, each step feeling like walking on clouds.

But he did stand up after all—his legs, damaged by the heavenly tribulation, were now finally able to support his body.

Tang Xixue held onto his arm and carefully followed beside him.

Her gaze remained fixed on him, her bright eyes filled with tenderness and concern, as if she were cherishing a lost treasure that had been found again.

Yun Boyan stood there, watching this scene unfold.

Watching my brother take every step he takes.

Looking at the unconcealed heartache in his sister-in-law's eyes.

I watched those two figures move slowly in the sunlight.

At that moment, his eyes suddenly reddened.

The flush came suddenly and violently, as if something had exploded in my heart, and a mix of bittersweet, scalding, and indescribable emotions surged up all at once.

My brother stood up.

The brother who had been sitting in a wheelchair for so long, almost withered into an ice sculpture, finally stood up.

He knew how proud his elder brother was.

I also know how painful it is when that pride is broken.

now--

His sister-in-law not only saved his life, but also his pride.

"My sister-in-law is so kind..."

Yun Boyan murmured, his voice somewhat hoarse.

He gazed at the graceful figure supporting his elder brother, at the gentle focus in her eyes, and at her every careful movement.

The thought in my heart became more and more firm.

"I must take good care of her for my brother..."

The Holy Son secretly made up his mind.

He repaid his brother's kindness by offering himself to him.

That makes sense, right?

"Master, slow down."

Tang Xixue helped Xie Jinlian walk for a while before stopping.

She looked up at him, her peach blossom eyes filled with a gentle, comforting gaze:

"Practice slowly and you'll recover faster. But don't overdo it; too much of a good thing can be bad."

She paused:

"After another two weeks of rest, I should be back to normal."

Xie Jinlian nodded slightly, letting her support him.

Although he couldn't see her face, he could feel the warmth from her palm and hear the concern hidden in her soft voice.

"Yes, I will listen to Zhizhi."

He spoke, his voice still cool and clear, but with a touch of gentle obedience.

Although he can't walk for long now, being able to stand up is already a great blessing.

He can finally take care of himself.

He doesn't need Wen Song and the others to stay by his side and serve him, nor does he need anyone else to approach him or take care of his daily life.

He is a very strong-willed person.

That strong will was hidden beneath his cool and aloof exterior, and within his unspoken pride.

Now that Zhizhi has allowed him to stand up, she has already given him the greatest dignity.

"Little Lotus is so well-behaved, it makes me want to give her a good reward."

Tang Xixue helped him sit back in the white jade wheelchair, and then had Wen Song push the wheelchair to the window so that the warm sunlight could shine on him.

Then, she picked up the jade comb from the table.

The jade comb was smooth and lustrous, carved from the finest mutton fat jade, and felt warm and cool to the touch when held in the palm of your hand.

She stood behind Xie Jinlian and gently untied the silver ornaments binding his hair.

His snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering his shoulders and back.

She grasped a strand and began to comb it carefully.

The movement was very light and gentle, as if afraid of breaking a single hair, or as if caressing some precious treasure.

"I'm really looking forward to Zhizhi's reward."

Xie Jinlian's earlobes felt a little hot; he thought the reward she mentioned was a bit alluring.

"You'll get your reward once it's ready."

She chuckled softly and whispered in his ear.

"Ayan, Master's medicinal bath should continue."

She spoke as she combed her hair, her gaze falling on the silver-robed figure outside the door:

"Did you write down the amount of medicinal herbs I placed today?"

Yun Boyan came to his senses.

He stepped into the hall, his gaze sweeping over the two figures.

It was so beautiful that one couldn't bear to disturb it.

"Sister-in-law, I've written it all down."

"I'll take care of the medicinal bath, brother. Sister-in-law, don't worry."

He always cared most about his elder brother.

He had sought medical help everywhere, clung to a sliver of hope, and shouldered everything alone—all for this moment.

"I naturally trust Ayan to handle things."

Tang Xixue looked up at him.

"Ayan is a very reliable younger brother."

younger brother.

Yun Boyan lowered his eyes.

Those two words reached my ears.

He doesn't want to be the younger brother.

He was clearly older than her.

She shouldn't be calling him "little brother"...

But he didn't say anything.

He simply gave a cold, indifferent reply:

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

He looked up and his gaze fell on his elder brother.

My brother is being taken very good care of by my sister-in-law.

Her long, silvery-white hair was neatly combed and draped over her shoulders, each strand smooth and glossy.

He was draped in a snow-white cloak, which made him appear aloof and otherworldly, yet also exuded a vibrant warmth.

My sister-in-law seems to be very nourishing.

The original elder brother was like a white lotus that was about to wither.

The chill emanating from him was a lonely aura that kept people at a distance.

He sat there, so quiet it seemed he might disappear at any moment.

But now—there's an inexplicable change in him.

It was as if it had been nourished by something, growing flesh and blood, and acquiring warmth.

That was a kind of vitality.

A kind of vitality that quietly emerges after being immersed in love.

Looking at the gentle smile on his brother's lips, Yun Boyan suddenly felt his eyes sting again.

The sister-in-law not only saved the brother's life.

It also saved his despairing heart.

My brother is in trouble.

He could only hold on.

Even if you can't hold on any longer, you have to keep going.

Now—my sister-in-law has arrived.

Everything is alright.

"Ayan".

Tang Xixue's voice pulled him back to reality.

She handed him a small celadon bottle, just the right size to hold in the palm of her hand, its surface warm and smooth like jade.

"This bottle contains medicine for Master's eye recovery; it needs to be applied three times a day."

Yun Boyan stretched out his hands.

The movements were slow and solemn.

The moment he received the porcelain bottle with both hands, his posture even carried a hint of piety.

It was as if he had received not a bottle of medicine, but some rare treasure.

"it is good."

He responded in a low voice.

He carefully tucked the porcelain bottle into his bosom, placing it close to his heart.

There, a burning heart beats.

Tang Xixue placed the jade comb back on the table, raised her eyes to look at Yun Boyan, her eyes filled with curiosity:

"By the way, will your Other Shore Divine Kingdom participate in the sacrificial ceremony this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Boyan nodded slightly.

"Those who do not attend the ceremony will go to recite scriptures."

He paused, his gaze falling on her.

Will my sister-in-law attend?

"Yes, I will go."

Tang Xixue nodded, a faint smile curving her lips.

The expectation in Yun Boyan's eyes quietly transformed into certainty.

"Then my brother and I will also go to witness the ceremony."

"I hope that by then, my brother's eyes will have recovered and he will be able to see my sister-in-law with his own eyes."

See for yourself.

These four words, when they reached Xie Jinlian's ears, were like a spring breeze brushing across a frozen lake.

He turned his head slightly, and beneath the white veil, a smile slowly appeared on his refined and otherworldly face.

The smile was extremely faint, as faint as moonlight falling on snow.

But there is warmth in that simplicity.

There is hope.

"I'm also looking forward to it."

He spoke, his voice low, deep, and magnetic, like a gentle breeze caressing the moon:

"I'll be able to see Zhizhi."

I saw her.

It's not based on tactile imagination.

Truly, look at her with these eyes.

Take a look at his precious disciple, whom he cherishes dearly.

Take a look at the person who made him willing to fall from the heavens.

Looking at his smile, Tang Xixue felt a sudden surge of indescribable tenderness in her heart.

"Yes."

She spoke softly, as if making a promise:

"On the day of the sacrificial ceremony, Master will definitely be able to see Zhizhi."