The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Brother, I'm a little cold."

Tang Xixue's soft voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Stop the imperial carriage, I should go."

Not being by Xie Jinlian's side at this moment, as time went on, she felt a chill gradually spreading through her body.

The chill seeped from her very bones, fine and dense, like countless ice needles, wandering through her blood vessels and taking root in her bone marrow, trying to freeze her entire body.

"I'll talk to my brother again next time."

Her body trembled slightly, and her fingertips turned a pale bluish-white.

The bluish-white color spread upwards from her fingertips, as if something was slowly drawing away her warmth.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xingyu's eyes narrowed.

"Put on a cloak first; you're dressed too lightly."

The next moment, he took the snow velvet cloak from the imperial carriage to keep out the cold and gently draped it over her shoulders.

The movements were careful and meticulous, as if handling the most precious treasure in the world.

"It's colder here in Kunlun Ruins than in Beichen, but it won't be cold once we get to our Sea Kingdom."

His fingers gently brushed the edge of the cloak, pulling it tighter around her, as if afraid that even a wisp of wind might get in.

His concern was warm and bright, like scalding lines of poetry, burning from his eyes all the way to her heart.

"How are you? Feeling warmer now?"

He asked in a low voice, his eyes holding the winds of the vast ocean, so gentle they could drown a person.

That tenderness surged up like a tide, layer upon layer, enveloping her.

"Um."

Tangxi Xue responded softly.

"You look a little pale."

Xingyu looked at her pale face, his brows furrowed with worry, and a deep sorrow rose in his eyes.

The sorrow was so thick it couldn't be dispelled, like the deepest fog before dawn.

Little Pearl's body seemed very weak.

Was it damaged by last night's Heavenly Fire Formation?

Or perhaps those years of wandering abroad left behind some kind of chronic illness?

"Zhizhi, have you two finished your discussion? Our cloud chariot has arrived, do you want to come?"

Xie Jinlian's voice came from outside.

When they set off, they had already sent a message to Wen Song and Wu Ya, asking them to come and meet them in their white jade cloud chariot.

Tang Xixue cannot leave him for too long.

So he timed it perfectly and came over to ask.

Xie Jinlian's gentleness and thoughtfulness are all shown in her actions.

He didn't say he missed her, nor did he express his worry; he simply appeared precisely when she needed him most.

"Brother, please excuse me."

Tang Xixue heard his voice and spoke to Xingyu.

Holding the little white cat, she took off the string of seashell wind chimes, carefully put them into the box, and took them with her.

"Um."

Xingyu responded softly.

He personally escorted her down from the carriage.

Standing in the sea breeze, I watched her walk step by step toward the white jade chariot, which was carved entirely from warm jade and decorated with floating cloud patterns.

The cloud chariot floated silently, like a boat sailing from the moon palace.

"What is their relationship?"

Watching her being helped onto the cloud carriage by Xie Jinlian, his slender hand steadily supported her arm, carefully, as if holding a piece of ice and snow that could be broken at the slightest touch.

"Is the Kunlun Sword Immortal the one Little Pearl loves?"

"He seems to know how to care for people. If he weren't crippled, he would be a good match for her."

She saw that the pale figure shielded her with his body, using his own warmth to protect her from the chill of the sea breeze.

The gauze curtains of the cloud-borne carriage slowly descended, obscuring the figures of the two people in a hazy mist.

Xingyu then withdrew her gaze.

In that one glance, there was reluctance, worry, and also relief at finally seeing her safe and sound.

"Kunlun Sword Immortal has no alias outside and is known for protecting his own. He can be added to Little Pearl's harem."

His little pearl is now protected.

That's fine.

"Zhizhi, sit next to your teacher." Xie Jinlian led her to sit down.

"How was it? Did the Sea Emperor give you any trouble?"

He inquired with concern.

"No, Xingyu is a very kind person."

As soon as Tang Xixue entered the cloud carriage, she felt a warm aura surging towards her.

It's warm and cozy.

It's like a fireplace in winter, or sunshine in spring.

The warmth surged in from all directions, enveloping her and dispelling the chill in her bones.

"Although he is Zhizhi's brother, one should always be wary of others."

Xie Jinlian held her hand, and warmth flowed continuously from her palm.

His palms were dry and warm, with thin calluses on his fingertips. He held her hand firmly yet gently.

"Yes, sister-in-law, you should be careful. You can know a person's face but not their heart."

Yun Boyan has heard that the Sea Emperor of the Weaving Moon Sea Kingdom is ruthless and not someone to be trifled with.

If Emperor Shengchen Tangxiye was known for his benevolence and saintly reputation, then the Sea Emperor was known for his ruthless and merciless nature.

He has the handsome appearance of a sea god, but his heart is like that of a demon.

"Yes, I'll be careful."

Tang Xixue nodded slightly; she had initially thought he was a bad person as well.

But he's lucky, he's really willing to give!

Although they had no physical contact, and she only absorbed a portion of his fortune, it was enough to prove that he had no defenses against her.

Just like now, Yun Boyan and Yun Mian, on the left and right sides in front of her, generously lent her their luck.

nothing left.

Willingly.

That was the warmth of family.

Inside the cloud carriage, the charcoal fire in the brazier burned quietly, occasionally emitting a faint crackling sound.

The gauze curtains hung down gently, enveloping the group in a soft halo of light.

"Brother, holding hands would be more effective. Am I too far away from here?"

Yun Boyan remained silent for a moment, but still couldn't help but speak up.

He turned his face slightly away, his voice as cold and indifferent as if he were talking about something trivial.

But the slightly reddened tips of her ears revealed a hint of shyness.

He—he was willing to bestow more of his luck upon Zhizhi.

Xie Jinlian raised her eyes and glanced at him.

That glance was indifferent, light and fleeting, as if it were just a casual sweep.

But this sent a chill down Yun Boyan's spine for no apparent reason.

"Hold?"

Xie Jinlian spoke, her voice clear and cold as frost, yet carrying a profound meaning.

It makes people inexplicably nervous.

"Are your hands clean? You want to hold them?"

The words fell.

A deathly silence fell instantly inside the cloud carriage.

It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat, one beat after another, so clear it was like someone was drumming in my ear.

Yun Boyan froze completely.

The handsome face of that aloof saint instantly turned red.

He was burning up from head to toe.

"Ah, brother... what are you saying...?"

His voice even changed tone.

With a mix of panic, helplessness, and barely concealed embarrassment.

"I... I don't understand."

His knuckles were slightly white as he held the white jade prayer beads.

The prayer beads trembled gently on his fingertips, just like his heart at that moment, feeling unsettled and unsure of where to settle down.

Especially when he saw that everyone looked completely unsurprised.

He almost wished he could immediately dig three feet into the ground, turn into soil, and have nothing to do with this mortal world anymore.

That, that craft job...

Is it common knowledge that he did some craft work?

Could it be that even my sister-in-law...

He secretly glanced at Tangxi Snow out of the corner of his eye, hoping for a lucky break.

Just one glance.

He was utterly devastated.

Her previously pale face was now even redder than his.

Yun Boyan: "..."

His gaze fell on his elder brother, Xie Jinlian.

Xie Jinlian also looked at him with a quiet gaze.

Two pairs of eyes met in mid-air.

Each one more resentful than the last.

They all wanted to die more than the other.

Yunmian sat to one side, looking at this and then at that.

"You two, keep going, don't mind me."

"This show is great, my sister loves it!"

She waved her hand, looking like she was watching a good show.

Yun Boyan: "..."

Xie Jinlian: "..."

Tang Xixue buried her face even deeper.

This world is truly unbearable to live in.

Yun Boyan now doesn't know how to face Tang Xixue.

Why do you tell everyone, brother?

Please, please, have some decency.

"My lord, we are about to enter the waters of the Moon Weaving Sea Kingdom."

Wen Song's voice rang out from outside.

"It seems that the Imperial Preceptor's star-studded chariot is passing by on the horizon."