The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Qi Zhu raised her head and carefully examined her master.

There were specks of medicinal ash in her hair, like a thin layer of frost.

It was probably left behind because of the excitement of hearing the news of the arrival of the Heavenly Physician of Destiny.

There was also a burn mark on the cuff, not obvious, but visible upon close inspection.

"Alright, then I'll tell you the truth."

He took a deep breath.

"My lord, you should go back and tidy up. There's still ashes from the explosion in your hair; you look utterly disheveled."

Si Xingxuan's smile froze for a moment.

But the bamboo groves did not stop.

He must have gotten himself into a really bad mood today, he's really gone all out.

"Your master looks much better than you today."

He delivered a final, heartfelt blow.

That's not a lie.

The Ghost Doctor looks incredibly handsome today.

Although he wore that mysterious silver dragon-patterned demon mask.

But her demeanor and attire made her seem more like someone on a blind date than someone attending the Medicine God Ceremony.

Qi Zhu silently added a sentence in her heart.

Si Xingxuan looked at him expressionlessly.

"Get out."

"Forget about poisoning my voice. I can't utter a single word I like to hear."

Upon hearing this, Qizhu vanished in an instant.

He moved so fast it was as if no one had ever been where he had just stood.

Only a wisp of ashes remained, swirling in mid-air.

His voice drifted in from outside the door, tinged with sobs and helplessness.

"I'm not a fortune teller on the street; I can't spout the kind of nonsense you're looking for!"

He was truly on the verge of tears.

Having such a master means spending every day either detoxifying or waiting for the antidote.

He must have owed Si Xingxuan an entire herb shed in his past life, and this is the life he's here to repay that debt.

Who is the villain after all?

Si Xingxuan was too lazy to pursue him.

He lowered his head and touched his temples again.

His brow furrowed slightly as his fingertips touched the fine powder, then relaxed again.

Why does Zhizhi look like this?

I need to quickly wash and groom myself.

"What are you chatting about?"

A voice came from outside the door, clear and melodious like the wind through a pine grove.

"What does A-Zhe want to hear? I'll tell him."

Si Xingzhou stepped into the alchemy room with his right foot first.

He wore a long robe adorned with stars, the fabric a deep indigo, embroidered with intricate star patterns in silver thread, exuding nobility and grandeur.

His gaze swept across the empty doorway, in the direction where Qizhu had just disappeared.

"You little apothecary, you run fast."

He chuckled and looked away.

Qizhu has already disappeared.

He dared not say another word.

One master was already enough for him; if another came, he feared he would die in this medicine hut today.

He knows all too well what it's like to have a venomous master—a truly hellish experience.

"Brother, you've come at the perfect time."

Si Xingxuan raised his head, his eyes brightening for a moment.

He had cleaned himself up thoroughly, changed the water in the basin, and washed away the medicine ash from his face and hair.

He was standing in front of the wardrobe, holding a robe in one hand, his face full of serious struggle.

"Can you tell me which outfit makes me look the best?"

The wardrobe doors were wide open, and inside, robes of various colors were neatly hung.

Moon white, sky blue, ash gray, dark green—each piece was folded neatly, and the materials were all of the highest quality.

Some of them were even brand new and had never been worn.

Si Xingzhou leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, a slight smile on his lips, about to offer his advice.

Suddenly, Si Xingxuan turned his head sharply.

He looked Si Xingzhou up and down with suspicion and wariness.

My gaze swept from his hair ornament to the soles of his boots.

"elder brother?"

His voice was filled with confusion.

"Why aren't you breathing? Is this some kind of zombie coming back to life?"

He clearly saw his brother standing there, but he didn't hear him breathing.

The person standing at the door seemed to move, talk, and laugh, but he didn't breathe.

He stepped forward and reached out to check Si Xingzhou's pulse.

When you place your fingertip on it, it feels warm.

My heartbeat was steady and strong, transmitted through my skin.

Live.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed even more.

Si Xingzhou lowered his head and looked at his younger brother's hand resting on his wrist.

His gaze softened for a moment, then a helpless smile appeared on his face.

"Didn't Ah Zhe say that my breathing was disturbing you?"

His tone was very serious.

"I specially learned a breathing technique from a master. When I come to see A-Zhe, I can stop breathing."

His eyes held a hint of cautious anticipation.

"How are you feeling? Is Ah Zhe in a better mood now?"

Si Xingxuan's hand froze on his wrist.

"Brother, I was just making things up..."

"How could you... actually take it seriously?"

He didn't know what to say.

She withdrew her fingers from her brother's wrist, letting them hang at her sides, and twirled the hem of her clothes.

My brother is a good brother.

From childhood to adulthood, whatever he wanted, his older brother gave him.

When he was bullied, his brother would always stand up for him.

He ruined the pills and caused the furnace to explode, but his brother silently ordered people to replace them with new ones, never asking him why.

For his health, his brother searched far and wide for miraculous medicines.

But why would such a good older brother try to steal his wife?

"I know."

Si Xingzhou spoke, a corner of his star-patterned robe fluttering in the wind that seeped through the crack in the door.

His gaze fell on his younger brother's lowered eyes, a gaze so gentle it was unlike that of an emperor, but rather like that of an older brother watching his younger brother throw a tantrum.

"But, brother doesn't want to see Ah Zhe unhappy."

His words carried an almost indulgent kind of pampering, like a warm summer afternoon breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers, enveloping you from head to toe.

He's definitely a brother-doting fanatic!

"Then I'll forgive you if you don't try to steal the person you like from me in the future."

Si Xingxuan spoke, and he did so very seriously.

"Ah Zhe".

Si Xingzhou shook his head.

He stepped forward and reached out to ruffle Si Xingxuan's hair.

"How could I possibly try to steal someone from you? Don't talk nonsense."

His voice was filled with sadness.

The person he loved was no longer there.

"Why is Ah Zhe in such a high spirits today? He even specially picked out some clothes?"

He released his grip, his gaze passing over Si Xingxuan's shoulder and landing on the open wardrobe.

His gaze slowly swept across the rows of robes, as if he were inspecting an army ready for battle.

A moment later, he reached out and took something from deep inside the wardrobe.

It was a light blue silk robe adorned with tassels.

The robe is decorated with exquisite white cloud patterns and silver embroidery, the cloud patterns flowing like waves.

The waist was bound with a dark purple trim, and the buckle was a crescent moon made of antique silver, with a tiny sapphire set at the tip of the crescent.

Luxurious, yet understated.

She exudes an ethereal aura, yet carries a touch of youthful radiance.

"Our Ah Zhe is like the bright moon; he looks good in anything."

He unfolded his robe, and the tassels swayed gently in the light, like a curtain of moonlight being stirred by the wind.

"Ah Zhe, wear this."

He turned around and handed the robe to Si Xingxuan.

"It was tailor-made for you by a man with a destiny that you've never worn before."

Si Xingxuan took it, her fingertips touching the soft silk.

The fabric was cool and smooth like water, flowing through his fingers.

"Now that we're at the Medicine God Ceremony, our A-Zhe is the Valley Master of the Divine Medicine Valley."

Si Xingzhou's voice came from the other side, gentle and resolute.

"We should dress more brightly."

"Um."

Si Xingxuan responded.

He quickly changed into the robe, tied the belt, and adjusted the tassels.

Then he stepped back and examined himself in the bronze mirror for a moment.

"It looks great. You have excellent taste, brother."

The person in the mirror had delicate features, and his light blue robe made his skin appear even whiter. Silver cloud patterns swirled on his shoulders.

The deep purple belt accentuated the boy's slender and upright waistline, and the crescent-shaped buckle swayed slightly at his waist.

"I'm so beautiful, I'm sure I'll be even more captivating than those dreamlike peach blossoms, right?"

Si Xingxuan turned slightly to the side, and the tassels swayed gently, like a curtain of silver raindrops soaked in moonlight.

Extremely satisfied.

"My younger brother is, of course, more handsome."

In Si Xingzhou's heart, her younger brother is definitely the best.

"That's good."

Si Xingxuan turned around, a smile curving his lips.

The smile flashed across the bronze mirror, as bright as a ray of sunlight filtering through a gap in the clouds.

"My future queen has arrived at the Valley of Divine Medicine, and we are heading towards each other."