The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

A spring snow fell outside the window.

It was as if someone in the sky had shattered the moonlight and scattered it down bit by bit.

Snowflakes fell on the windowpane.

The world was a pristine white, so quiet that only the sound of falling snow could be heard.

Tang Xixue nestled in Tang Xiye's arms, her arms wrapped around his waist, looking like a lazy cat.

She listened to the strong heartbeats, their steady rhythm the most reassuring beat in the world.

It dispelled all my anxiety.

Just like when she was young, when her life was uncertain, she would lie on his chest, listen to his heartbeat, and be lulled to sleep.

"Brother Xuan Yin".

Tang Xixue called out, gazing at the night snow falling softly outside the window.

"Look, it's snowing."

Tang Xiye reached out and gently stroked her dark hair.

Her hair was soft and smooth, like a fine piece of brocade, flowing through his fingers, carrying a faint, cool fragrance of crabapple blossoms.

He held her close, making her more comfortable, as if he wanted to embed her entirely in his arms.

"Yes, I have snow in my arms too."

Tang Xiye's voice was filled with laughter and contentment.

The person in his arms was dressed in bright pink, like a beautiful peach blossom marrying the east wind.

Tang Xixue snuggled closer to him.

"The snow is really heavy tonight."

She had originally planned to pretend to be angry and give him a hard time.

But when I actually saw him, seeing his obviously haggard and thin appearance, I couldn't bear to part with him.

Her eye sockets are deeper, her cheekbones are more prominent, and even her lip color is lighter than before.

He must not have had a good night's sleep these days.

Tang Xiye lowered his head and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

Pour all the tenderness and affection of this life, all the poetic joys and simple pleasures, into it.

"No matter how great... it can't surpass my longing for Zhizhi."

Listen to his pleasant, deep voice.

Tangxi Xue gradually felt sleepy, her vision blurred, as if she were looking at the world through a thin veil.

She nuzzled against his neck affectionately; the skin there was warm and soft, carrying his fragrance.

Some Singaporean agarwood also has the scent of ambergris.

"Brother Xuan Yin... smells so good and feels so warm..."

Tang Xixue's voice grew softer and softer, like a coquettish murmur in her sleep.

Tang Xiye hugged her even tighter, his arms encircling her waist, pulling her completely into his embrace.

The pink gauze was soft and thin, and her body was so small and delicate, as if it were made of snow and would break at the slightest pressure.

"Yes, brother will always be Zhizhi's heater."

Tang Xiye lowered her voice slightly.

"Weaving."

"Um?"

She mumbled a response, still half asleep.

"It's good that you're back. I... have been waiting for you."

Tang Xiye's words were spoken with the solemnity of an imperial edict stamped with the national seal.

Tang Xixue raised her head and placed a kiss on his lips.

Like a butterfly, it flies in, touches and then leaves, kissing the pistil of the golden kite.

It was incredibly gentle, yet it made Tang Xiye's heart tremble violently.

"Thank you for waiting for me, brother."

She said sleepily.

"If Zhizhi doesn't come back, then I will go looking for you."

Tangxi Night spoke of it lightly.

Whether in the sky or on the ground.

No matter where she is, he will go to find her.

Even if it's to the other side of the Yellow Springs, or the banks of the Sanzu River, he will go.

I want to see him alive, or I want to see his soul if he's dead.

In this life, the next life, and for all eternity, he will never let go.

"Brother belongs to Zhizhi now..."

Tang Xixue rubbed against him.

Tang Xiye sighed softly, her sigh filled with doting affection.

"Be good, your injury hasn't healed yet, don't provoke your brother again."

He never had any self-control when it came to her.

In her presence, all his restraint, all his forbearance, all his composure were utterly ineffective.

He would want to give her the whole world if she just glanced at him.

"Zhizhi wants you... to kiss me."

Tang Xixue murmured softly with her eyes closed.

Last night, he thought it was all a dream.

Now, I'm clear-headed.

Will he still kiss her?

Or should we tell her that it was just a trick of the Drunken Immortal?

"Then, as Zhizhi wishes."

Tang Xiye lowered his head and gently kissed her.

The kiss was so light and gentle, like painting a picture.

He carefully traced the shape of her lips, stroke by stroke, slowly and deliberately, with the patience and gentleness unique to older men.

Her lips were like frozen dew on a crabapple tree, melting away with the slightest touch.

She probably doesn't know, right?

She made him lose control even more than the Drunken Immortal.

He greedily savored the sweet aroma, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

"Well……"

Tang Xixue was almost breathless from his kisses.

"No more kissing."

Low, panting breaths escaped from between her lips and teeth, like the sound of a summer downpour pattering on the petals of a crabapple tree, rapid yet lingering.

"Sweetie, don't sleep...one more kiss."

Tang Xiye said with a gentle smile.

"Ugh... I'm so sleepy..."

Tang Xixue's eyes were tinged with a rosy red at the corners, and her gaze was unfocused.

Like a crabapple tree wet with rain, it is delicate and beautiful, making people feel sorry for it.

It is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

"I'll kiss you and then let you sleep."

Tangxi coaxed softly in the night.

"Have you kissed enough?"

"not enough."

"Ah, Zhizhi is so soft... I can't get enough of kissing her."

Tang Xixue was awakened by his kiss.

"Zhizhi, call my name."

Tang Xiye embraced her, his imperial aura surging towards her like a tide.

"Xuan Yin".

Tangxi Xue called out, her voice soft and sweet.

"Xuan Yin, hold me tight."

Tang Xixue wrapped her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss.

It's not about passively receiving, but actively giving.

Look up and see clearly who is kissing you.

Tang Xixue's lips pressed against his, soft and warm, carrying the sweet scent of crabapple blossoms.

"Remember, Xuan Yin... belongs to me alone."

"Yes, I belong solely to Zhizhi."

Tang Xiye's breath was rapid and hot, spraying onto her face, making her feel a tingling and trembling sensation.

She went completely limp.

After a long while, he slowly released her.

Her lips were kissed until they were slightly red and glistening with moisture, like peach petals moistened by rain, full and vibrant.

Tang Xiye looked at her like this, his eyes growing deeper and deeper.

There was longing, restraint, and an undercurrent of barely suppressed desire in his eyes.

"Weaving."

His voice was hoarse beyond belief as he asked in a low voice.

"Can a kiss win you over?"

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her ear, each word like a vow for a lifetime.

If that's not enough... I'll give you my whole heart.

Tang Xixue looked at him, her eyes seemingly filled with a river of stars.

"The sea returns to the shore, the clouds find shelter under the moon, the snow sleeps at night, and I find peace when I meet you."

Her voice was like the sweet, gentle spring waters of Jiangnan.

"The bright moon shines into the cup, year after year, from dawn till dusk."

"Mountains, seas, stars, and rivers, all are shared with you."

The world is like wine, and the candlelight is dim and intoxicating.

"I can betray everything in this world, but the word 'you' is etched into my very bones, and I will never forget it until death."

Tang Xiye embraced her.

With mountains and rivers as my pillow, the vast landscape transforms into a tender embrace.

A handful of flowing sand, that's the bone of the mortal world. A handful of moonlight, that's the soul of the mortal world.

Their souls were intertwined, forming this tangled web of life. And all he desired in this life was for her to be in his arms, year after year, day and night.

Meanwhile, in the mountains and valleys outside Baiyujing.

Inside the cold cave, the campfire could not warm the chill of the mountains.

"Brother Yin, didn't you say that as long as I can ruin Emperor Shengchen's reputation, his imperial fortune will decline and he will come to my disposal?"

Shen Yan trembled inside the cave.

She looked particularly haggard today because she had fallen into the water last night.

"But... how did it fail!"

Her voice trembled, filled with resentment and fear.

"Clearly, I am the one destined by heaven."

"Why... am I now stripped of my royal status?"

"That's not what's written in the book of fate."