The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"it is good."

Yun Boyan nodded and sat down on the white jade stool beside the bed.

Inside the Qixueyun Pavilion, the candlelight glows warmly, just like in an old dream.

The draped silk gauze was lifted and fell by the wind, its rise and fall like someone's gentle breath, sweeping across the silent night.

His gaze fell on Tang Xixue's face.

"Sister-in-law..."

Her small face was so pale it was heartbreaking, and her usually smiling eyes were tightly closed.

She lay there quietly, like a fragile porcelain doll.

"You'll be alright, we're here for you."

He got up and fetched a basin of water.

A wisp of spiritual energy condensed at his fingertips, adjusting the water temperature to just right.

Then, he wrung out a soft cotton cloth and carefully wiped her cheeks.

The movement was very light and gentle, as if afraid of waking something.

After wiping her face, he gently took her hand and wiped each of her fingers.

That beautiful hand lay quietly in his palm, so soft it was unbelievable.

He looked at that pale little face and a sudden, unfamiliar pain welled up in his heart.

The pain was mild, yet deep.

It went so deep that even he himself was somewhat afraid.

A faint sound of water came from behind the screen—my elder brother was bathing in the hot spring.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her hand.

Then, he slowly clenched his fist.

The movement was very light and careful, as if holding some rare treasure.

"Zhizhi..."

He called out softly in his heart.

I can share my good fortune with you.

He closed his eyes and silently repeated the words he dared not say aloud in his heart over and over again.

He tried hard to control his emotions and heartbeat.

My brother must not find out.

No one can be aware of it.

But his heart was beating wildly, against his will.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze upon him.

He opened his eyes and met the little white cat, Yin Kong, beside Tang Xixue.

Those big, bright blue sapphire eyes were staring straight at him.

She looked at him holding her hand.

Yun Boyan: "..."

His expression froze for a moment.

Then, he casually slipped his hands into his sleeves.

Yin Kong tilted his head, a hint of doubt in his blue eyes.

But it remembered the person's scent—it belonged to her master.

So it simply found a comfortable little corner and curled up again.

The Kunlun Ruins are full of spiritual energy, making it feel comfortable all over.

Yun Boyan breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, footsteps came from behind the screen.

"Thank you for your trouble, Ayan."

Xie Jinlian came out.

He was only wearing a thin nightgown, the lapel slightly open, revealing his fair and jade-like chest.

Her damp, silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, still dripping with water droplets.

"Your brother and sister-in-law have gone to bed. You should go and rest too."

He dried his hair, walked to the bedside, lifted the covers, and got into bed.

Then, he gently pulled Tang Xixue into his arms.

The movement was natural, filled with pity and tenderness.

"...Are the movements really that smooth and fluid?"

Yun Boyan sat on the edge of the bed, watching this scene.

Although Tang Xixue was not awake, she seemed to sense that reassuring aura.

His brows, which had been slightly furrowed, gradually relaxed.

She snuggled closer to him, finding the most comfortable position, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

His expression was serene, like a kitten that had finally found its nest.

Yun Boyan looked at them.

She watched him hold her protectively in his arms, and watched her sleep peacefully against his chest.

The scene was so beautiful.

It's so beautiful that you don't want to disturb it.

"Brother..."

He hesitated for a moment.

Xie Jinlian looked up at him.

Yun Boyan's gaze swept over the large bed.

"...Look, this bed is big enough."

He paused, his voice growing softer:

"How about we go together?"

He absolutely did not mean anything by it.

He just wanted to share some of his good fortune with his sister-in-law.

Xie Jinlian remained silent.

He just stared at him.

His gaze was calm, as calm as if he were looking at a fool.

Then, he parted his thin lips slightly:

"roll."

Yun Bo stood up.

"Okay."

His movements were so fast, it looked like he was running away.

A thin blush appeared on that usually aloof face.

It was as if all my thoughts had been seen through in an instant.

He walked quickly toward the door, not daring to look back.

I had just stepped out of Qixueyun Pavilion.

"Pfft."

A silvery laugh came from the direction of the flower vines.

Yunmian remained leaning against the flower vine, her crystal-like eyes gazing at him with a half-smile.

"Oh—who's the poor little thing? Looks like no one wants to sleep with them!"

The moonlight fell on her face, revealing her undisguised smile.

"Whose older sister is so mean...?"

Yun Boyan's face instantly turned bright red.

Without a word, he transformed into a cloud of mist and vanished into the night as if fleeing.

Moonlight flowed across the snow-covered branches of Kunlun Ruins, scattering silvery dappled light across the ground, swaying gently in the night breeze and sifting through the passing time.

A moment later, his figure appeared in front of his bedroom.

Silver mist hangs over the heavens.

This is his residence in Kunlunxu.

He had originally wanted to ask his elder sister if he should make do in the study—but now, he decided against it.

Let her stay outside.

Someone as sarcastic as her should go outside and enjoy the cool breeze.

In Kunlun Ruins, only the two brothers lived there.

Then there were only Wen Song and Wu Ya attending to him; there were no others.

Even their eldest sister doesn't have a proper place to live here.

But Tang Xixue's residence had been prepared by his elder brother long ago.

The Qixueyun Pavilion has been under renovation for several years. Now, it welcomes its owner for the first time.

After bathing and washing up, Yun Boyan lay down on the couch.

He closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep.

But I had just lain down.

My heart suddenly started racing.

My heart was beating so fast, it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

It was late at night.

The feeling of the warm, soft flesh in my arms was so clear.

The feeling was so real—the soft warmth, the delicate touch, and the faint scent that belonged to her.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked down.

There was nothing there.

But that feeling is still there.

It's empathy.

That's the feeling from my brother's side.

He gritted his teeth, pulled the blanket up, and covered himself completely.

Wrap yourself up in a cocoon from head to toe.

But the heartbeat still wouldn't slow down; it still had an undeniable reaction.

"Brother..."

His muffled voice came from under the covers.

"They're worse than animals."

The next moment, he rolled over and got up.

Without saying a word, he jumped directly into the cold pool next to him.

The icy water instantly swallowed him up.

Inside the Qixueyun Pavilion.

Xie Jinlian, holding Tang Xixue in his arms, suddenly felt a continuous chill emanating from her.

He frowned slightly.

What is that kid Ayan up to?

Suddenly remembering their shared feelings as twins, he felt a mix of amusement and helplessness.

He looked down at the person in his arms.

Her face was still pale, but it seemed to have a bit more color in it than before.

The blush was very faint, as faint as a light glow, quietly creeping onto her cheeks.

It was his good fortune that nourished her.

He gently tightened his arms, pulling her closer.

She could sense his presence, and so could he.

Ice and Fire.

But he was unwilling to let go.

I don't know how much time passed.

Tang Xixue's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The trembling was very slight and shallow, like the gentle fluttering of a butterfly's wings.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of snow lotus, a truly enchanting atmosphere.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes, as if waking from a dream.