The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Inside the ice chamber, a chilling atmosphere permeated the air, silently seeping out from the four walls.

Without delay, Tang Xixue reached out and gently placed her hand on Qi Si's wrist.

My fingertips were slightly cool, but the pulse I felt was even cooler.

Faint, fragmented, almost imperceptible.

The pulse was intermittent, as if it would fall completely silent at any moment.

"How is it? Is there... any hope?"

Pei Yanchuan had read the "Gu Scripture" and knew very well that what Qi Wang said was actually correct.

If the Silk-Pulling Gu backfires, the host will undoubtedly die.

That Gu was nurtured little by little with the blood of one's heart, and its life was connected to that of its host.

When the Gu poison dies, the person dies; there has never been an exception.

"Isn't there still a heartbeat? As long as I'm here, you won't die."

Tang Xixue closed her eyes, silently chanted the incantation, and activated the Heart of the Vast Ocean ring around her neck.

A deep blue light welled up from the heart, gentle and warm like spring tides overflowing the frozen riverbank.

Inch by inch, it enveloped Qi Si's entire body.

The light carried a gentle power.

It seeped into his skin, blood vessels, and the already withered silkworm.

The snow dragon poked its head out from between Tangxi's snow wrists, its eyes slightly open, gazing curiously at the faint blue light, as if soothed by this gentle power and becoming drowsy.

The dragon's head shrank back into her sleeve, leaving only a section of its shimmering silver tail visible.

Pei Yanchuan stood to the side, his eyes fixed on Tang Xixue's movements.

He held his breath, not daring to make a sound, not even daring to move his fingertips.

Time passed by, second by second.

The ice chamber was so quiet that only the faint blue light flowed slowly, and the faint beating of Qi Si's heart could be heard in his chest.

"Thump, thump, thump."

one more time.

At first, it sounded like the tolling of bells from distant mountains.

Gradually, it stabilized and settled.

The power of the Heart of the Ocean brought the Silk-Pulling Gu back to life.

A trace of color gradually returned to Qi Si's pale face.

The almost extinguished flame of life was rekindled under the nourishment of this gentle light.

Pei Yanchuan's nose suddenly stung with tears.

He thought of his other father, Pei Zhao.

If only someone could have saved him back then.

He still remembered when the fire broke out at the Pei residence, Pei Zhao pushed them into the secret passage, while he himself remained in the sea of ​​fire.

The glance he gave when he turned back was of Pei Zhao's back, illuminated by the firelight, resolute and composed.

"Hurry up and go."

That was the last sound he heard.

After the Heart of the Vast Ocean restored the life of the Silk-Pulling Gu, Tang Xixue took out a brocade needle case from her sleeve.

Once unfolded, it reveals a row of neatly arranged silver needles.

She picked up a needle with her fingertips, her movements fluid and graceful, her needlework precise and steady.

The silver needles fell one after another, piercing into Qi Si's major acupoints and waking up his stagnant meridians.

As Qi Si's internal energy began to circulate on its own, he was pulled back from the brink of death.

"Tell Qi Wang to find the Regent a different place."

Tang Xixue put away her needles and let out a soft sigh of relief.

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the ice room was suddenly pushed open.

"Is Young Master Yue calling me 'King'? Shall we move Uncle to another place? I'll do it!"

Qi Wang kept watch outside and could hear what was happening inside.

He strode forward and scooped Qi Si up in his arms.

He had immense arm strength and moved with swift, decisive movements, as if carrying a sack of military rations.

Pei Yanchuan stared at the direction where he was holding Qi Si, feeling completely numb.

That's the direction the coffin is facing.

"Executive, what are you doing?"

He spoke quickly, his voice tinged with anxiety.

"We asked you to take your father outside to rest, not to send him away!"

"what?"

Qi Wang looked down at his uncle in his arms before he realized what was happening.

He checked Qi Si's breath.

Warm and lingering.

"Is the Imperial Uncle still alive?"

He paused for a moment, then coughed awkwardly.

"Then...then let's hurry out, so that our Imperial Uncle doesn't get cold."

He hurriedly carried Qi Si out of the ice room and placed him on the soft couch in the warm pavilion, then carefully tucked the blankets in.

Gazing at his uncle's face, which was gradually regaining its color, Qi Wang stood there for a moment in a daze.

His eyes welled up with astonishment, relief, and deep gratitude.

"Young Master Yue, thank you for saving my royal uncle."

He turned around and solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Tang Xixue.

"I have no way to repay you. Just ask for whatever you want. I will go through fire and water for you."

"I don't want anything else."

Tang Xixue's gaze fell on the sword at his waist, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Your sword is quite nice."

"what?"

Qi Wang glanced down at his fellow Daoist sword and immediately looked troubled.

"Young Master Yue has excellent taste. But this is my natal sword, I cannot give it to you. Why don't you ask for something else?"

His tone carried a hint of embarrassment.

He had promised someone, but then refused when they asked for his consent.

He secretly resolved in his heart: next time, he would definitely fulfill her request.

"Since it is my natal sword, I really shouldn't take it from someone else."

Tang Xixue nodded.

"Or, how about giving me this silver dragon?"

She gazed at him, her eyes clear and bright, like a layer of scattered stars.

The voice was so calm and casual, as if it were not describing a mythical beast, but rather a silver bell in his hair.

"OK."

Qi Wang looked into her beautiful eyes and for a moment didn't even hear what she said, but he readily agreed.

The next moment, the snow dragon leaped into the air, circled merrily, and then plunged headfirst into Tang Xixue's palm.

The dragon's head brushed against her fingertips, and its tail swung like a windmill.

"Well?"

Qi Wang blinked, belatedly realizing what was happening.

"What did Young Master Yue just say... Silver Dragon?"

He stared at his contracted divine beast's overjoyed expression, feeling completely numb.

"Yes, War King is so generous, then I'll gladly accept it."

Tang Xixue raised her eyebrows and smiled, her smile spreading across her lips like a crescent moon peeking out from the clouds.

She didn't give Qi Wang a chance to back out and waved to Pei Yanchuan.

"We'll go and rest now. Thank you, Your Highness. I really like this gift."

Pei Yanchuan also nodded slightly to Qi Wang.

"My lord, I'm leaving my father in your care."

He added a sentence, his voice filled with genuine gratitude.

Thank you.

Qi Wang opened his mouth, watching the two figures gradually walk away, feeling like crying but unable to shed a tear.

"No... my dragon..."

He looked down at his empty shoulders, then looked up at the little silver dragon that was coiled around Tang Xixue's wrist with a satisfied expression.

He felt like he had been tricked.

But he was the one who promised her.

Most importantly, his dragon also wanted to run away.

That sticky texture makes it look incredibly cheap.

"Little Sword Immortal...why aren't you using the usual moves?! No...how did it turn out like this?"

In the still of the night, at Rakukawa-in.

Pei Yanchuan pushed open the door and stepped aside to let Tang Xixue go in first.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

His voice sounded a little strained.

"Tonight, please let Ying Lin serve you in bed."

His eyes were lowered, his long eyelashes trembling gently, like flower branches swaying in the wind.

The candlelight illuminated his profile, making the thin layer of crimson even more distinct.

"OK."

Tangxi Xue took off her outer garment and casually draped it over the screen.

"Is Ah Lin sure he knows how to serve someone in bed?"

There was a hint of amusement in her voice.

"I...I know."

Pei Yanchuan's voice lowered, and his ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

"I'll take a bath first. Your Highness may also take a bath and freshen up. There are several hot spring pools in Rakukawa-in, all of which are drawn from the spring water of the earth vein beneath Forgot Snow Castle."

He spoke obediently, his voice growing softer and softer.

Tang Xixue watched his retreating figure and smiled slightly.

"This innocent little flower is so shy, yet she offers herself up as a bedmate?"