The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

On the other side, Emperor Qi Zhan of Yunchuan sat upright like a statue.

Adorned in magnificent robes with dragon patterns subtly visible, yet beneath the crown of the supreme ruler lay a young face etched with resentment.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on his knees.

He was clearly the emperor.

It's obvious that he's the one sitting on that dragon throne.

But the real power was in that person's hands.

"Why should I listen to him?"

"I am clearly the emperor."

In the imperial court, his words had to be approved by that person; matters of state and military importance had to be reviewed by that person.

"I will take back... everything that belongs to me."

Even now, with the Nine Extremes Alliance in full swing and all the nations of the world gathered, he, the emperor, could only sit on the side and watch quietly.

Look at the regent sitting in the seat that should belong to him, enjoying the honor that should belong to him.

And he can only stay here.

Watch quietly.

"It'll be soon... just wait a little longer..."

His fingers curled slightly, then slowly relaxed.

No one noticed his clenched knuckles, and no one saw the fleeting undercurrent in his eyes.

Tang Xixue's gaze passed over the many figures and landed on the faintly visible white hem of a dress behind the curtain.

It's him.

Pei Yanchuan was truly dressed in white today, from head to toe, without a trace of any other color.

He sat there quietly, thin, aloof, and untouched by worldly dust.

"My little white flower is here too."

She spoke softly, her tone carrying a hint of understanding.

"It seems the Regent intends to groom him."

But her gaze lingered on that snow-white figure.

Why is he dressed like that?

Plain like...

She suddenly stopped.

It was as if they had understood something.

She wore a plain white dress, without any patterns or decorations.

He was dressing her up.

She lowered her eyes, said nothing, and simply tucked that figure deeper into her heart.

"Xingze is rich in medicinal herbs, which can heal wounds and detoxify."

Si Xingzhou's voice rang out, deep and magnetic, carrying an undeniable weight.

"I wish to exchange medicine with other countries."

Tang Xixue looked towards Xingze Seat through the curtain, remembering that Divine Medicine Valley was located within Xingze territory.

Come to think of it, she had also lived in Xingze for some time.

There are truly many medicinal herbs over there.

It is said that Emperor Xingze built a huge medicinal garden for his younger brother Si Xingzhou, filled with countless exotic flowers and rare herbs.

She was genuinely envious.

As a doctor, who wouldn't envy that?

If I have the chance, I'll definitely go and see it.

"Amitabha."

On the throne of the other shore, Saint Feiming clasped his hands together, his eyes filled with compassion like those of a Buddha.

His voice was ethereal and warm, like the lingering sound of distant bells and chimes, touching people's hearts and making them unconsciously quiet down.

"On the other shore there is Buddhist medicine that can cure mental illness. If people from any country are troubled by mental demons, they can be sent to the other shore, where monks will use the Dharma to save them."

Those clear, autumn-water-like eyes held a faint smile.

"The other shore wishes to send monks to various countries to preach the Dharma, only asking that these countries treat the monks well and allow Buddhist temples to exist."

"Buddhist artifacts can ward off evil spirits. If any cult remnants cause trouble within the borders of any country, the other side is willing to donate Buddhist artifacts to help them."

Tang Xixue felt a slight stirring in her heart upon hearing Sheng Feiming's voice.

She recalled what her master, Xie Jinlian, had said—that Sheng Feiming revealed the secrets of heaven for her return.

I wonder what price he paid.

That little holy monk from back then has grown up and is now protecting his older sister.

"Feiming, you've even learned to keep things from me... I'll go ask you myself and see if you dare to lie."

A hint of pity appeared in her eyes.

"The fine silks and satins of Menghua can be used to make flags, clothes, and barter for grain."

Emperor Menghua's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of languor, yet each word was clear and distinct.

"We wish to trade Menghua's tea and jade with all nations. Tea can be used to entertain guests, and jade can be used to express feelings. We also have Menghua's hundred flowers and spices—"

Upon hearing the word "spice," Hua Rongshi's hand, which was holding the folding fan, suddenly stopped.

"The scent of my wife lingers in the air..."

He sat up straight instantly.

He was most skilled at making incense and had an innate and extremely sensitive sense of fragrance.

He smelled it.

The fragrance of Tangxi Snow.

"Little Snowflake, she must be here."

His hand holding the fan trembled slightly.

The fan was painted with a tree of bright peach blossoms, the petals fluttering down, just like his restless heart at this moment.

If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, he would have rushed out to find her immediately.

At this moment, his slightly reddened peach blossom eyes were anxiously searching for that figure he longed for through the curtains.

"The essence of a thousand machines lies in their mechanism; they do not seek fame or recognition, but only practical use."

A clear and pleasant voice rang out, devoid of emotion, yet each word was distinct.

At the banquet of the Thousand Machines Mysterious Kingdom, that tall and slender figure sat upright in a magnificent dragon-patterned robe, his aura pure and refined, like a solitary mountain standing alone, like a lone cloud emerging from a mountain peak.

"Qianji is willing to build mechanical beasts for all nations to plow fields, transport grain, and deliver messages. The price depends on the materials, and the construction period depends on the difficulty."

The voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it made Tang Xixue pause slightly.

It's very familiar.

She looked up.

The figure sat upright on the mat, surrounded by a faint glow. His face was exceptionally handsome, yet utterly devoid of any worldly airs.

Is it the Ghost Doctor?

She had seen Jiu Fangzhi many times, and each time he wore that dragon-patterned ghost face mask, concealing all his expressions.

She only thought of him as a mysterious healer from the Thousand Machine Mystery Kingdom, but never imagined it.

It turns out that my senior brother's identity is none other than Emperor Tianxuan Jiufangzhi.

She murmured softly, a smile playing on her lips.

"Senior brother, you've really kept it well hidden."

Before she could finish expressing her surprise, another familiar voice rang out.

"Liange is hidden in the desert, making it inconvenient for it to trade with other countries."

The voice of the Empress of the Lotus Song Ancient Kingdom rang out, carrying a hint of playful laughter, like the tinkling of a spring, like the gentle swaying of a silver bell.

She curved her lips into a smile, her pink crystal eyes sparkling like stars.

Her long, snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and she exuded an ethereal aura, like a fairy from the moon palace or a wildflower spirit from the mountains.

"May the Lotus Song and the Spiritual Spring be shared with all nations."

Her gaze fell upon the seat of the divine kingdom on the other side.

"Lian Ge is willing to work with Bi An to research the formula for Buddhist medicine and spiritual spring. Bi An's Buddhist medicine and Lian Ge's spiritual spring, when combined, can cure all diseases. After successful research, the two countries will share the formula and jointly sell it to other countries."

She curved her lips into a smile, as bright as the spring sunshine.

"This is called—the joint research of spiritual medicines."

Tang Xixue looked at that figure and felt a slight warmth in her heart.

It turns out that the elder sister was the mysterious Empress of the ancient Lotus Song Kingdom.

She remembered what Wen Song had said.

Sang Tingke, the mastermind behind the ambush, was located by Yun Mian using forbidden techniques, and pierced through the heart with a sword.

However, Heaven intervened and brought down divine punishment. Sang Tingke took advantage of the chaos to escape, but he was already seriously injured.

This older sister is reliable; she truly avenges her if she has a grudge.

As time went by, covenants gradually took shape among the nine seats.

"Nine emperors united in heart, mountains and rivers working together in harmony."

He Lichen's voice rang out, clear and cold like shattered jade falling onto an ice plate.

He stood on the high platform, his moon-white robe gleaming in the light, his body enveloped in a faint starlight.

"All that we have discussed today shall be recorded in the Covenant."

"Trade, mutual assistance, mutual support, and shared protection."

"Cults should be eradicated together, and good deeds should be performed together."

He raised his eyes and looked at the clear sky outside the hall.

"Heaven and earth bear witness, the sun and moon stand as witnesses."

On the day of the Nine Extremes Alliance, a new era dawned over the land.

The imperial seals of various countries were carefully kept by their respective emperors.

The Nine Extremes Alliance has now come to a close.

"Little Pearl, the alliance between the mountains and rivers has finally been concluded."

Xingyu raised his hand and gently tucked the stray hairs behind her ear, his movements as gentle as if he were touching a wave.

"Are you bored to death by those tedious official duties?"

"Sitting all day has definitely made my back hurt."

Tang Xixue rubbed her lower back. Being an emperor wasn't easy. She needed to cultivate more capable confidants.

"Let's go, the banquet is about to begin tonight. Let me take you back to change first. Emperors and crown princes from various countries will be attending, as well as many princes and princesses from royal families."

Xingyu smiled slightly, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"I'll help you choose carefully later, and see if there's anything that catches your eye."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xixue's eyes seemed to light up like dormant stars suddenly illuminated by the night breeze:

"Then I can secretly go to see my brother at the Mountain and River Banquet."

"Is he really that good?"

Suddenly, I felt a little envious.

Why is it that even though they're both older brothers, Tang Xiye is so much liked by his younger sister?