The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Your Majesty, this is the sacred temple of the Moon Weaving Sea Kingdom."

The moon stood at the bow of the ship, its sound like a deep bell, piercing through the sea breeze.

"It has stood for countless years amidst the vast blue sea."

A silver-white royal sailing ship cuts through the waves, its sails as white as snow, and its hull is carved with moon patterns and traces of the tides.

Several small boats of the Moon Guard followed closely behind, like stars surrounding the moon, leaving silver ripples on the sea.

Tangxi Xue stood at the bow of the boat.

The sea breeze lifted her robes, her flowing, wide-sleeved dress billowing in the wind like drifting clouds. She gazed at the gradually clearing outline of the temple in the distance, then at the tall, upright figure at the bow of the ship, her eyes softening unconsciously.

"Over the years, Zhongtian and the Moon Guard have been guarding the Holy Temple... You've worked hard."

The wind carried those words to the stern, to every small boat, and to the hearts of the Moon Guards who had stood solemnly in the sea breeze for twenty years.

"I have seen your achievements. I remember your loyalty."

She gazed at those figures, each word spoken clearly and solemnly.

"With you all, the Moon Clan is fortunate."

The words fell.

The figure in the moonlit sky stiffened slightly.

The stiffness lasted only a moment, yet it seemed to freeze the entire sea surface.

The Moon Guards behind him, those iron-willed men who had never flinched in the face of storms, those unyielding men who had never retreated even when faced with swords and blades, all had tears welling up in their eyes.

Twenty years.

Twenty years of ebb and flow, seven thousand nights of waxing and waning moon.

They guarded this sacred temple isolated on the sea, kept their promise to a young master, and preserved the last glory of the Moon Clan.

They didn't know when she would return, whether she was still alive, or whether they would ever live to see that tiny baby grow up and return on the waves.

They just stood guard.

Holding onto a promise, holding onto a deep conviction, holding onto the person frozen in the cold pool.

At that moment, she stood at the bow of the ship, looking at them with such calm and gentle eyes, and said, "It is the Moon Clan's good fortune to have you all."

enough.

That's more than enough.

Yue Zhongtian's Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately did not turn around.

He simply gripped the rudder tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Your Majesty... I have died without regret for serving you faithfully."

Behind them, the Moon Guards all lowered their heads.

It's unclear who started it, but those tough men finally let their tears flow freely, falling into the surging waves.

They felt it was worth dying for their king with just a word from him.

The silvery-white sailboat continued forward.

We sailed toward that sacred temple, which had been protected by moonlight and ocean waves for countless years.

"Tsk."

A lazy voice suddenly broke the solemnity.

"Little Pearl, he wasn't always this obedient to me."

Xingyu leaned against the ship's side, her posture as relaxed as if she were enjoying the scenery in her own backyard.

The sea breeze lifted his silk robe, revealing a glimpse of the silver-white toe of his boot.

He glanced at the moon in the sky, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Don't be fooled by his handsome face."

The hand gripping the helm suddenly tightened in the moonlit sky.

The veins on the back of the hand are slightly raised.

Twenty years have passed.

This sea god still wanted to order people to attack as soon as he opened his mouth.

He was the commander of the Moon Guard of the Moon Heaven Hall, and his loyalty to the Yue clan royal family was astounding.

However, the object of his loyalty was never this person!

This is slander.

Blatant slander.

He took a deep breath, about to speak in rebuttal, when he heard Tang Xixue's calm voice:

"Yes, it looks pretty good."

The moon in the sky choked with emotion.

All the words stuck in his throat.

He stared blankly at the figure at the bow of the ship, only to see her looking at him thoughtfully.

Her gaze was as clear as autumn water, as if she were truly scrutinizing his appearance.

……nice?

He suddenly felt that the sea breeze was unusually hot today.

Tang Xixue's thoughts had already drifted far away.

The morning chill, the evening coolness, and the moon high in the sky before me…

The three brothers looked exactly alike, but their personalities were completely different.

One was as cold as ice, one as fiery as fire, and the other lukewarm.

She looked at the slightly reddened tips of Yue Zhongtian's ears, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Yeah, she blushes easily when teased.

This is exactly the same as the other two.

Xingyu took in the whole scene, observing her younger sister with great interest, then glanced at the Moon Guard commander who was clearly starting to lose interest, her tone becoming increasingly mischievous:

"Beautiful and loyal. Perhaps the younger sister could be added to the harem—that boy may be a bit reckless, but he has inexhaustible strength."

He had already made plans for his sister in his mind.

Three thousand beauties?

Not enough, not enough, I need to scrape together at least six thousand.

Mid-Moon: "..."

His body swayed violently, and he almost fell into the sea.

After regaining his balance, he gripped the rudder tightly, his knuckles turning white.

His handsome face turned red from his ears to his neck, so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

He had to maintain the dignity of the Moon Guard Commander, straightening his back and looking straight ahead, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

But that stiff back view looked like a failed attempt to escape.

Tang Xixue withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyelashes.

The curve of her lips, however, was impossible to suppress.

"What's wrong?"

A cool, clear voice rang out softly.

"No matter how handsome he is, can he be as handsome as me? Is it that my appearance is—unpresentable?"

Xie Jinlian glanced at Yue Zhongtian.

Just one glance.

The commander of the Moonlit Guard stiffened, and for some reason felt the sea breeze suddenly become a bit more biting.

That gaze was light and indifferent, as if it were a casual sweep, yet it made him vividly experience the oppressive feeling of a Kunlun Sword Immortal.

"Her Majesty the Empress's husband seems rather unhappy?"

Tang Xixue noticed the subtle change in the emotions of the person beside her, chuckled softly, and naturally leaned into Xie Jinlian's arms, looking up at him.

Those peach blossom eyes were filled with twinkling smiles.

"My little lotus flower is the prettiest; how could it be unpresentable?"

Xie Jinlian lowered her eyelashes.

When he met those smiling eyes, the smile seemed to flow from her eyes into his heart, warm and gentle.

After a while.

The chill around him dissipated quietly, as if it had been soothed inch by inch by something gentle.

He didn't say anything, but simply pulled her gently into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

They're easy to coax.

But only she can soothe him.

Xingyu watched this scene with great interest, and slowly began to speak:

"Brother-in-law, as my sister's legal husband, it's unacceptable for you to be jealous and act petty."

He crossed his legs, looking relaxed, but his tone was earnest and sincere.

"Be more magnanimous. Otherwise, wouldn't the harem never have a peaceful day?"

Xie Jinlian's brow twitched.

Xingyu, completely unaware—or perhaps deliberately—continued speaking:

"My sister is an empress. Even if she doesn't have three thousand handsome men in her harem, seventy-two concubines would be a normal configuration, wouldn't they?"

He shrugged.

"If you keep arguing about every single one of them, will you ever finish?"

"If that day ever comes, the jealousy you feel will probably be more than the water in our endless ocean."