The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Her hair was as white as frost, she wore a silver robe, and seemed to be drunk on the moon and drifting clouds.

Yuefan Saint Son Yun Boyan arrived on his sword, the sword light transforming into a silver river beneath his feet, lifting him from the heavens to her.

That perfectly sculpted, handsome face naturally carried a hint of aloofness.

His eyes were a very pale silver-gray, like ice washed by moonlight.

"Ayan".

When Tang Xixue saw it was him, her starry eyes filled with a smile.

"it's me."

Yun Boyan reached out and led her to the sword.

His movements were extremely steady; his fingers gripped her wrist through her clothes with just the right amount of force.

The sword light shifted slightly, carrying the two of them away from the clouds in an instant, leaving only a fading silver trail and snow mist shattered by the sword energy.

"No??? What's wrong with him? Did he kidnap someone?"

Kong Sangyu, holding Bai Tang, leaped up and landed on the back of the Azure Scaled Eagle, staring in shock at the sword light that had vanished into the distance.

"Didn't he see me? I'm a perfectly healthy person!"

"Meow."

Bai Tang barked in his arms, its fluffy tail swishing.

"You're saying—if he sees me, he'll casually stab me with his sword?"

Kong Sangyu lowered her head and met those round, sapphire cat eyes.

His lips twitched slightly.

"Should I be thankful that he only has eyes for Zhizhi-neechan?"

"The clouds are thin and spreading..."

He uttered the name with a hint of gritted teeth.

"He's incredibly arrogant."

Back when they lived together in Lintai, in the Lanting Villa, how come they didn't realize how despicable Yuefan Saint was?

"Isn't that guy a holy son who cultivates the path of ruthlessness? He can't possibly have worldly desires, can he?"

Above the clouds.

The sword light flashed like a shooting star, streaking across the sky.

Tangxi Xue stood on the sword, flying at an incredible speed.

A gust of wind rushed in from the front, pushing her into Yun Boyan's arms, where she nestled into his embrace, which carried the scent of frost and snow.

"Sister-in-law, hold on tight."

Yun Boyan's voice descended from above, clear and aloof, as if nothing in the world mattered to him.

"If you get too close, you will disturb my ruthless Daoist heart."

"Pfft."

Tang Xixue was amused by his words.

She had originally planned to move forward a little to maintain a proper distance from him.

But after hearing this, she suddenly didn't want to move.

Instead, they got even closer.

If Yun Boyan weren't so serious, with a cold and aloof face, and speaking in such a detached tone, she wouldn't have wanted to bully him.

"The wind is too strong, I can't stand up straight."

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of languor.

The little white cat, Yin Kong, in her arms also meowed, as if to chime in.

"That……"

Yun Boyan lowered his eyes slightly. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say, "Then you can lean on me."

However, before he could finish speaking, the wind stopped.

The wind that had been howling and surging just moments before seemed to be held down by an invisible hand.

The clouds no longer churned, and even the strands of hair no longer fluttered.

Everything was still, as quiet as a painting.

The silver dragon in the snow raised its head slightly from the snowy wrist of Tangxi, its silver whiskers swaying gently in the still air, its posture noble and composed.

That's right, it's all thanks to the Snow Dragon.

Didn't the owner say that it was too windy to stand steadily?

Minor issue! Solved!

Great! There's no wind at all now.

Yun Boyan's words came to an abrupt halt.

His lips remained slightly parted, but the word that was about to come out was stuck in his throat.

He lowered his eyelashes, which trembled like a butterfly closing its wings.

Tang Xixue took a step forward, creating distance between them.

Just one step.

His arms were empty.

That empty feeling was like a snowflake melting in the palm of your hand, leaving you feeling lost and forlorn.

He has probably gone mad with desire.

An impulse suddenly arose within him, a desire to pull her into his arms and hold her tightly.

He restrained himself.

A hint of sadness flickered across his silver-gray eyes as he lowered them.

"Ayan, what brings you here?"

Tang Xixue looked up at him. Yin Kong peeked out from her arms, his eyes widening with curiosity.

Yun Boyan then looked up and quickly composed himself.

He reached out and took a lamp from his storage space.

Inside the lamp, a cluster of starlight-like light floated quietly, neither swaying nor flickering.

"This is a soul lamp that my brother and someone else crafted using the starlight of my sister-in-law's natal star."

"It can accurately guide you to find your soul. It was just successfully crafted, and I'm bringing it to you."

He held the lamp in his hands and presented it to Tang Xixue.

His fingers were long and slender, with a slight pink tinge at the tips. He held the lamp with solemnity and piety, as if he were holding up an entire galaxy.

"So you two have been crafting a soul lamp for me these past two days. I thought the three of you had eloped."

Tang Xixue reached out and took the lamp.

The moment her fingertips touched the lamp, the cluster of starlight shone for a fleeting instant.

The lamp is very light, yet it feels heavy when held in the palm of your hand.

Her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

A warm feeling welled up in her eyes, but she forcefully suppressed it.

"Sister-in-law, what nonsense are you spouting! If my brother heard this, wouldn't he have to sever ties with the Imperial Advisor to prove his innocence?"

Yun Boyan said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

She really dares to think that way!

What? The three of them eloped?

This is utterly absurd!

If he's going to elope, it'll be with his sister-in-law!

No? How could he have such a dangerous idea?

"We want to find your soul, but we don't know how. So we came up with a way to make the search easier for you, so you don't have to search aimlessly like looking for a needle in a haystack."

The moment the Soul Lamp was completed, he didn't even have time to rest before asking Wuya about her whereabouts.

When Wuya told him that Tang Xixue was not in Baiyujing and that Tang Xiye was not by her side, he was extremely anxious.

They rushed over on their swords without stopping for a moment.

"Where is my master?"

Tang Xixue asked worriedly.

"My brother has not yet recovered and is currently recuperating in Yunjue."

Yun Boyan lowered his eyelashes, his voice tinged with sadness.

He Lichen and Xie Jinlian were already recovering from their illness. After two sleepless nights of refining, their bodies finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The moment the soul lamp was completed, the two collapsed almost simultaneously.

Fortunately, they were just exhausted and mentally drained. With proper rest, they will be able to recover.

Yun Boyan took the initiative to accept the task of sending the soul lamp, and only when he saw that she was safe and sound did he finally loosen his grip on the sword by half an inch.

In fact, he hadn't slept for two days and two nights, nor had he eaten or drunk anything.

"Sister-in-law, give it a try!"

He looked up, his eyes reflecting the light of the soul lamp, and also reflecting her.

Tang Xixue lowered her head and held the soul lamp in her hands.

There is no wind here.

But the flame moved; it tilted slightly, as if gently pulled by an invisible thread, and turned to the left.

Her posture was gentle yet resolute, like a flower turning towards the sunlight.

"In that direction."

The clouds thinned as the sword turned.

The sword light cleaved through the clouds, leaving a long white arc as it flew toward the direction indicated by the soul lamp.

The cluster of starlight swayed quietly in the lamp, and the wind could not change the direction it pointed.

The sword light crossed the last mountain ridge.

Then, Wangyue Valley came into view.