The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Clang—"

A clear, resonant sword cry pierced the night.

Like a dragon roaring in the heavens, it startled the snow that had accumulated on the eaves.

Tang Xiye, carrying Tang Xixue, suddenly retreated, her dark robes fluttering in the night wind.

The Night-Weaving Sword at his waist was drawn in response.

The sword light flashed across the sky like a bolt of lightning, colliding fiercely with Yun Boyan's Bo Chen sword.

"Ayan".

Tang Xixue glanced up and instantly recognized Yun Boyan.

Even though he looked exactly like his brother Xie Jinlian, she never mistook him for her brother after she learned that they were twins.

With just one glance, she could accurately distinguish which was the older brother and which was the younger brother.

Tang Xi bent down and put her down.

He gently brushed his fingertips through the wind-blown strands of hair at her temples.

"Zhizhi, it's cool outside, let's go inside and wait for our royal brother."

He straightened up, his black robe fluttering slightly in the night breeze.

The emperor's eyes held a faint smile.

His gaze, however, had already swept past her shoulder and landed on the figure in the silver robe.

That glance was casual.

"Once my brother dispels this inconsiderate fog, I will come to keep you company."

With a gentle push of internal force from the palm.

Tang Xixue was lifted up by an extremely gentle force and landed steadily on the soft couch by the window of the master bedroom.

Although he was new to this place, the Hidden Dragon Guard had already presented the map of her residence to the Emperor.

He remembered exactly what kind of incense she used, which window view she preferred, and even what kind of flowers should be placed on the low table beside the tatami.

He never delegated matters concerning her to others.

He understood every single detail perfectly.

When they were young, they were together for so many years, and he took extremely good care of her.

Therefore, during the years when her soul disappeared, he suffered immense torment and anguish as he faced that unfamiliar sister.

Once she was settled in her seat, the Night-Weaving Sword had already spun back and landed steadily in his palm.

Tang Xiye then slowly turned around.

The sword tip points diagonally at the ground.

His gaze was like a knife, slicing through the thin clouds.

"You scoundrel, who gave you permission to touch my sister-in-law?"

Under the moonlight, Yun Boyan, dressed in a silver robe, looked as white as frost and snow.

Her long, silvery-white hair billowed like a waterfall in the night wind, exuding an aloof and otherworldly charm.

The sword of Bo Chen was held horizontally in front of him.

"The Lord of Clouds, Yun Boyan?"

Tang Xiye gave a cold laugh.

His eyes were cold.

"When did it become your place to interfere in my affairs with Zhizhi?"

Before he finished speaking, he lightly touched the ground with his toes.

His black robes unfurled like night wings, and his figure moved so fast that only a blur remained.

The Night-Weaving Sword shot out from the sky.

"If you want to teach me how to do things, first ask the sword in my hand if it agrees!"

The sword light was like a woven tapestry, extremely sharp and fierce.

The two swords clashed once more, sparks flying like a rain of stars.

Tangxi Night Sword's momentum was as steady as a mountain pressing down.

Each strike carried the domineering majesty of an emperor.

In his hands, the Night-Weaving Sword was like a weapon that held the power of life and death.

His body moved with the sword, as nimble as a swimming dragon, leaving no room for error.

"not to mention……"

Tang Xiye twirled her longsword, deflecting the sharpness of Bo Chen's sword.

His gaze was as cold and sharp as the ice in a deep pool.

"Who are you calling 'sister-in-law'? Hmm?"

The last sound rose slightly, making it hard to breathe.

It was not a question, but an unquestionable imperial edict.

"Did I authorize you to use that title?"

That disdainful demeanor was completely natural.

"Ha. That's hilarious!"

Thin clouds drifted by, and silver hair fluttered in the wind.

The Bo Chen Sword drew a cold arc, blocking the thunderous strike of the Zhi Ye Sword.

His eyes were as cold and clear as the moon.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

The sound was like shattered jade striking ice.

"I can call my sister-in-law whenever I want."

"Why do I need your permission?"

"Should we go out and inquire... in this world, whose sword is superior to mine?"

Before the words were finished, Bo Chen's sword had already transformed into a silver, cold ribbon.

Carrying the ruthless killing intent of the Lord of Clouds, he turned defense into offense and thrust straight at Tangxi Ye's throat.

As the cold light passed, snow accumulated on the eaves fell in a soft rustling sound.

It was then shredded into dust by the sword energy, scattering across the ground.

"You lecherous scoundrel, I'll teach you a lesson today! How dare you lay a hand on my sister-in-law?"

Thin clouds drifted by, her silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the thin sword in her hand moved like a startled swan.

"Lightweight?"

Tangxi Ye's swordplay grew increasingly fierce, his black robe billowing like dark clouds pressing down on the city, and his cold laughter echoed in the night.

"Is a loving and affectionate marriage considered frivolous?"

A playful smile curved his lips, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant provocation.

"Little brother, even your older brother isn't as meddlesome as you."

"You bastard!"

Yun Boyan's gaze turned icy cold as he was struck by the attack, and his voice trembled slightly.

"That's my sister-in-law... Who do you think you are, daring to call yourself my wife?"

Before the words were even finished, the Bo Chen Sword had already transformed into a silver streak, carrying a heart full of rage, and slashed straight down.

The clanging sound caused the plum blossoms in the courtyard to fall in a flurry, their petals raining down and covering the ground with frost and snow.

Emperor Moye, God of Slaughter, Silver Moon.

The two figures darted and weaved, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

"Ha, your brother did what we all wanted to do."

He Lichen stood under the corridor, her smile as gentle as the wind, her tone neither warm nor cold, yet it carried a profound meaning.

Xie Jinlian raised an eyebrow, her long silver hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Heaven knows who Ayan was actually standing up for with this whole stunt.

Xingyu turned around and walked to the window of Tangxi Xue.

"Little Pearl, remember to take your medicine."

"Wow, this really is a super tonic... Brother, you're exaggerating."

Tang Xixue opened the medicine box in the room. The box was full of pills, neatly stacked, each one round and glistening with a warm luster.

She picked up a pill, brought it to her nose, and sniffed it—a kidney-tonifying pill.

"This was personally refined by the Divine Physician Zheyue, so it should be of good quality. His pills are always extremely rare and hard to come by."

Xingyu spoke in a calm tone, but his gaze remained fixed on her, carrying a hint of concern.

He ignored the disputes outside.

He wasn't a petty person to begin with, but last night he saw his sister being tormented by Tang Xiye in that state.

I couldn't swallow my anger, so I didn't give that person a kind look today.

Not to mention, for the past twenty years, Little Pearl should have called him "brother," but instead she has called Tang Xiye "royal brother" for twenty years.

He was so jealous he looked like a jealous man!

"Hmm, not bad."

Tang Xixue nodded, accepted the warm water handed to her by Lishuang, and took a Rejuvenating Pill.

"The Divine Physician Zheyue doesn't like making medicine. When I went to the Seven Generations Pavilion, I heard that he had fallen ill. I guess there won't be any new pills for a long time."

Xingyu casually mentioned it.

"Oh? Wasn't he feeling better just now? What happened to him again?"

Tang Xixue couldn't help but frown.

The figure of Si Xingxuan, as ethereal as a secluded orchid in a valley, floated before my eyes.

That crazy, sickly beauty.

His surname is Si Xing, and his given name is Xuan.

The name is Xuan, which means "to hang a gourd to save the world".

But that heart is like the cold moon, capable of killing as easily as breaking a branch.

"What he did... he's ruined my reputation!"

Tang Xixue suddenly felt a headache coming on; it seemed she still needed to find some time to go and see Si Xingxuan again.

After all, it was a deal between her and Si Xingzhou, and it had to come to an end.

"Come here, my little darling, come into my arms."

She reached out and pulled the two little white cats that were following her into her arms, one on each side.

Soft and fluffy.

The warmth spread from my palms all the way to my heart.

There are two such adorable white kittens!

She's so lucky!

She leaned lazily against the couch, her flowing pink gauze dress ethereal and graceful, her fair, jade-like fingertips gently stroking the cat's back.

They both made comfortable purring sounds and curled up into two fluffy snowballs.

The Heart of Azure Snow emitted a faint, ethereal light on her chest, like moonlight seeping into a deep pool and creating ripples.

"what?"

Tang Xixue suddenly opened her eyes.

"Zhizhi, what's wrong?"

Xie Jinlian had come to her side, his voice like a gentle breeze blowing through the pines, yet carrying a hint of warmth.

"Within this Jade Palace lies my lost soul."

Tangxi Xue focused her mind and sensed a wisp of soul fluctuation clearly falling into her heart lake.

Thanks to the nourishment of Tang Xiye's imperial aura, although she was still feeling tired, she felt completely relaxed and her mind was clear.

"That's great—this is the best news of the day."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jinlian's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.

The gloom that had arisen from Tangxi Night had completely dissipated.

To him, she was the most important person.

Xingyu also showed a happy expression.

"Which soul is it?"

Tang Xixue also smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling with a glimmer of hope.

He Lichen moved a chair over and leaned against the window.

"Humans have three souls—the Heavenly Soul, the Earthly Soul, and the Life Soul. They govern life and death and determine one's destiny."

His voice was slow and gentle, like a galaxy pouring into a deep pool.

"With your soul within you, you are who you are. My destiny star protects only this one thread of you."

"There are also seven other souls: Night Patrol, Refining the Void, Embracing the Sun, Repelling Dust, Breaking Obstacles, Cleansing the Tassels, and Leading the Merchant."

"The seven souls govern the body; when the body has something to rely on, the spirit is naturally clear. Gaining one soul brings one more degree of clarity."

He Lichen turned his head and looked at Tang Xixue, his eyes reflecting the faint moonlight.

"Zhizhi can now sense the existence of that soul because Yinshang Soul has returned to its rightful place."

"You are gradually finding yourself again."

"At that time, destiny was reshaped, and fortune returned to its rightful place."