The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"That's really rare."

Si Xingzhou raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at his younger brother with great interest.

Si Xingxuan today is very different from the past.

The listless, sickly look in his eyes had mostly dissipated, replaced by an undisguised joy.

Like a parched orchid suddenly encountering spring rain, it exudes a vibrant green from the tips of its leaves to its roots.

"When will you let me meet my brother and sister-in-law?"

His tone carried the usual concern of an elder brother, but a hint of scrutiny flashed in his eyes.

"Ah Zhe is naive by nature, so don't let him be fooled."

The words were phrased tactfully, but the meaning was quite clear: he had to keep an eye on things for his younger brother.

"Brother, you will soon meet my queen."

Si Xingxuan had already reached the door without turning his head.

He picked up the sandalwood medicine box filled with Soul Nourishing Pills, with jade bottles neatly arranged inside, each containing pills that he had personally refined and tested.

Nourishing the soul is not easy, and refining medicine is even more difficult, but when he does these things, his eyes and brows show that he is completely willing, as if what is being boiled in the furnace is not medicine, but his wholehearted sincerity.

"I'm leaving first. Bro, you can have fun by yourself."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already used his lightness skill.

Her clothes fluttered in the air, and the tassel of the Life and Death Token at her waist fluttered in the morning light.

A light blue figure flashed across the porch and disappeared in an instant beyond the layers of green tiles and flying eaves.

Only a faint medicinal fragrance remained, mixed with the cool, lingering scent of orchids from the new clothes, quietly dissipating in the morning mist.

Si Xingzhou stared at the disappearing figure.

"So eager?"

He was talking to himself.

"My sister-in-law is quite charming. She's got Ah Zhe completely bewitched."

He suddenly sat up straight, his brows furrowing more and more deeply.

"I want to see just what kind of little devil she is."

As a doting brother, how could he possibly leave his simple, weak brother, who even found speaking difficult, to go alone to meet that vixen?

I hope his beautiful little orchid doesn't get drained dry by some fairy!

To him, Si Xingxuan's current appearance was as if she had been bewitched.

When has the legendary physician Zheyue, who used to be aloof and indifferent to everyone, even finding it troublesome to glance at them, ever been so attentive?

"Could he really be a Gu master?"

He became increasingly panicked and abruptly stood up.

"Recently, Divine Medicine Valley has become a melting pot of all sorts of monsters and demons. Perhaps some old hag is trying to take advantage of my younger brother..."

He couldn't sit still any longer.

With a light tap of his foot, his figure moved like a streak of ink-black wind, silently chasing after the direction where Si Xingxuan had just disappeared.

Deep in the mountains behind the village, the Cloud Weaving Cottage lies quietly in the morning light.

This is an extremely elegant courtyard.

The bamboo house has two stories with upturned eaves and a string of wind chimes hanging under the eaves. When the mountain wind blows, the chimes tinkle like jade breaking on ice.

The surrounding scenery is superb.

To the east is a lush bamboo forest, with tall bamboo stalks reaching straight to the sky, and morning mist swirling among the bamboo leaves like a veil.

A mountain stream flows gently to the west, its waters clear and melodious, and occasionally you can see a few small, silvery fish swimming upstream.

In the corner of the courtyard, an old peach tree was in full bloom, its pink petals layered upon layer, falling to the ground like a thin layer of rouge snow.

Tang Xixue finally managed to escape from her fellow disciples and returned along the bluestone path. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled an enticing fragrance.

It's the taste of everyday life.

"Is your sister-in-law back?"

Yun Boyan's voice came from the bamboo building, clear and gentle yet tender.

"Sit down and have a meal. There aren't many dishes prepared here, but I simply cooked a bowl of clear soup noodles. Please try it."

He brought out a large celadon bowl from the kitchen and placed it steadily on the old wooden table under the peach tree in the courtyard.

The noodles were snow-white and slender, each strand distinct, with a golden-brown fried egg resting on them, its edges slightly charred, but the yolk still runny.

A few bright green vegetables were placed next to it, freshly picked from the stream, so tender they looked like they could be squeezed for water.

The soup is clear and bright, with finely chopped scallions floating on top. Wisps of steam rise and intertwine with the arcs of falling peach petals.

"I'll go to the Divine Medicine Valley later to buy some fresh ingredients to prepare."

Yun Boyan sat down opposite her and handed her the bamboo chopsticks with his slender fingers.

"Whatever you want to eat, sister-in-law, I'll make it for you."

Tang Xixue took the bamboo chopsticks and looked down at the simple bowl of noodles in front of her.

Li Shuang and the others had already wiped the bamboo chairs clean and put soft cushions on them, making them very comfortable to sit on.

"Thank you, Ayan."

She was indeed hungry; she hadn't eaten since waking from her dream in the mirror, and her stomach felt empty.

She had originally planned to just eat a few snacks to tide her over, but she never expected Yun Boyan to be so considerate as to personally cook breakfast for her.

She picked up a piece of noodles and put it in her mouth.

The noodles are as thin as hair, melt in your mouth, yet retain a chewy texture, and the soup base is light and delicious.

It's made with mushrooms and bamboo shoots, without a trace of meat, yet so delicious it makes your mouth water.

The soft-boiled egg was cooked to perfection, with a smooth egg white and a thick yolk. Dipping it in the noodle soup and swallowing it together brought a warm feeling that spread from my throat all the way to my heart.

"Ayan's cooking skills are really good."

She exclaimed in genuine admiration, picked up another bite with her chopsticks, and ate with shining eyes.

"These noodles are incredibly thin and soft, unlike any noodles I've ever had before. They're delicious."

"I'm glad you're happy, sister-in-law."

Yun Boyan got up and went back to the kitchen, brought his own bowl over, sat down opposite her, and quietly ate with her.

He ate with impeccable manners and composure; the chopsticks made almost no sound when they touched the rim of the bowl.

The morning light filtered through the gaps in the peach blossom branches, casting a faint golden hue on his long, silvery-white hair, making his already exquisite face even more captivating.

He was sitting under the peach tree in the small courtyard in the mountains, holding a bowl of ordinary noodles, eating breakfast face to face with her.

The scene had an indescribable sense of tranquility and peace.

"I love so much."

Tang Xixue nodded.

Both Xie Jinlian and Yun Boyan are exceptionally skilled cooks.

She ate to her heart's content, finding no fault whatsoever.

Besides, there was such a pleasing person sitting next to me.

"I'm stuffed."

Just looking at that divine face that was exactly the same as her master's made her feel like she had a better appetite.

"Would you like to have tea together?"

"it is good."

After breakfast, the two sat under the peach tree and drank tea.

"Sister-in-law, try the tea from Kunlun Market."

The tea is Xuejian White Tea, brought by Yun Boyan from Kunlun Ruins. It is brewed with mountain stream water, resulting in a clear and bright liquor with a subtle and lingering aroma.

"This is white tea, isn't it? I remember Little Lotus liked to drink it too."

Tang Xixue held her teacup, her gaze unconsciously falling on the face opposite her.

Every detail is exactly the same as Xie Jinlian's.

As she looked at it, the scenes from last night involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Deep in the lotus pond, the moonlight is scattered, and the small boat rocks.

Xie Jinlian held her in his arms, his silver and black hair intertwined, his warm breath falling on her neck, calling her "Zhizhi" again and again.

That was in a dream.

When the soul enters a dream, all sensations become real.

She remembers every detail: his temperature, his strength, and the tenderness he had suppressed for so long, finally pouring out.

Then she suddenly remembered something.

Yun Boyan and Xie Jinlian share a common feeling.

Her face flushed red instantly.

Tang Xixue lowered her eyelashes, staring at the tea leaves floating in the cup, and asked a question softly.

"Ayan...do you still feel the same way after you fall asleep?"

"Um."

Yun Boyan responded and lowered his head to drink his tea, but his ears were visibly red.

"...Then, last night, you..."

Tangxi Xue stopped midway through her sentence.

She felt as if she wished she could turn into a wisp of smoke and evaporate completely under the peach tree.

The sky is falling!

It really collapsed!

She spent the entire night in a dream with her master, completely forgetting that she had a younger brother outside!

And Yun Boyan sensed all of this!