The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

At this moment, Si Xingzhou was thinking about something else that was more important.

"Does Zhe Yue... understand what he's doing?"

Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it any longer.

His son, Ah Zhe, was frail from childhood and grew up taking medicine. He would stop and catch his breath even after walking just a few steps.

With that fragile, glass-like body, what can it withstand?

If you anger someone, you might not even have the strength to coax them.

While on the tatami mat, he closed his eyes and fainted, requiring Jingzhi to take care of him.

Just thinking about that scene gave Si Xingzhou a headache.

"It's still better to let me, the older brother, do it."

He took it for granted.

"As long as Zhe Yue is content with a simple life and takes good care of her health, that's enough. I'll take care of these mentally and physically demanding tasks for her."

Si Xingzhou thought about it more and more and it made more sense.

My younger brother is in poor health and should rest quietly and avoid strenuous activity.

He is strong and healthy, and is the master of Xingze. In terms of status, physique and ability to care for people, how is he not better than A Zhe?

What's more, back in the plum grove behind Baiyujing, it was she who smiled at him first.

Those peach blossom eyes looked over through the swirling petals, their gazes clearly piercing, undisguisedly directed at him.

"If you're going to fish for a lone fish, then fish properly. What's the point of only fishing halfway? Shallow fishing?"

The hook is still there, and the fish is still there, so why can't it bite again?

"Mirror Weaving".

He gazed in the direction of Zhiyun Xiaozhu, his tone carrying the domineering and certainty unique to an emperor.

"Now you have no choice but to fish, whether you want to or not. I'm determined to be your fish."

He withdrew his gaze and silently retreated from the shadows of the bamboo grove without disturbing them.

Once outside the back mountain, he immediately deployed Xingze's most elite Xuanjia Guards to guard the outer perimeter of Divine Medicine Valley like an iron barrel.

"Guard the Valley of Divine Medicine well for me!"

He also personally wrote a letter inviting three old retainers who had long lived in Xingyuan Pavilion and were detached from worldly affairs to come out of seclusion.

Those three were all old monsters who had fought alongside the late emperor in battles across the land and later went into seclusion; their cultivation was unfathomable.

For ordinary people, seeing them is as difficult as climbing to heaven, but as soon as Si Xingzhou's invitation was handed in, the three of them came without saying a word.

Not for any other reason than that Divine Physician Zheyue has a lot of influence, and everyone wants to befriend him.

However, Zhe Yue is extremely difficult to approach, and Si Xingzhou, as the elder brother of the divine physician Zhe Yue, still has to give him face.

"In my Starry Sky, I will certainly not let Zhizhi get into trouble."

Si Xingzhou stood atop the highest peak in the Divine Medicine Valley, overlooking the layered medicinal fields and winding mountain paths below, his gaze calm and resolute.

He recalled the place where Tang Xixue had her accident last time, outside Baiyujing City.

Within the territory of Beichen, right under the emperor's nose.

He couldn't help but snort coldly, his tone full of undisguised contempt and sourness.

"Xuan Yin is truly useless. He can't even protect his own sister; what face does he have to be a brother?"

"Why not just give Kagami to someone who can protect her?"

In the Zhiyun Xiaozhu, Si Xingxuan stepped into this elegant courtyard for the first time.

But the joy I felt was shattered the moment I stepped through the door.

Under the peach tree, Yun Boyan sat upright in a bamboo chair, holding a cup of tea in his hands.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down her shoulders and back.

He sat there, clearly a guest, yet as at ease as the host.

Si Xingxuan's smile vanished instantly.

Like thin ice meeting sunlight, it silently melts into water.

His gaze darkened slightly, and a thin layer of frost appeared in his eyes.

"Lord of the Clouds".

His voice was clear and melodious.

"What brings you to my Divine Medicine Valley?"

Yun Boyan gently twirled the string of snow-white Buddhist beads between his fingers, one bead at a time, unhurriedly.

He slightly raised his eyes, his silver-gray eyes calm and undisturbed, displaying the demeanor of a cold and aloof saint.

But the words he uttered were like needles hidden in cotton, piercing straight to his heart.

"My visit to Divine Medicine Valley is not on official business, but on personal matters. As Zhizhi's family member, I accompanied her. Valley Master Zheyue, you don't mind, do you?"

Si Xingxuan's face remained nonchalant and lazy, and a cold smile even appeared on his lips.

"Family? How come I don't know? What family member are you to Zhizhi?"

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over Yun Boyan's face, his tone carrying the suspicion of a doctor.

"Your Majesty, would you like me to take your pulse? This is a case of delusional disorder; if left untreated, it can be difficult to cure."

"When did the Divine Physician Zheyue become so kind-hearted?"

The thin clouds remained unmoved.

"What a pity, I don't need it."

He raised his eyes and calmly met Si Xingxuan's gaze.

"After all—I'm stating the facts."

Two gazes met silently beneath the peach tree.

One was as cold and clear as frost and snow, the other as deep and melancholy as a still pool.

Tang Xixue sat between the two, holding a cup of tea in her hands.

The tea soup was Xuejian white tea, which Yun Boyan had just personally brewed. The soup was clear and transparent, with a subtle and lingering aroma.

She looked down at the tea leaves floating in the cup, feeling as if the two men's gazes were meeting on her.

Like two invisible swords, their tips pointing at each other, yet their sheaths facing her.

She gently blew on the tea foam and slowly took a sip.

Si Xingxuan did not get entangled with Yun Boyan any further.

He turned to Tang Xixue, but a flicker of light appeared in his eyes.

"Zhizhi, is what he said... true?"

He asked her.

He wanted to hear it from her own mouth.

Tang Xixue put down her teacup and met his gaze.

"Ayan is indeed my family member."

She nodded, her tone natural and frank.

"He's not a doctor, but he came with me. Is that alright?"

Yun Boyan is her brother-in-law, so how can he not be considered a family member?

But when Si Xingxuan heard her words, they meant something completely different.

Yun Boyan was not related to her at all; besides being her husband, what other family member could he be?

His eyes instantly turned red.

So fragile it seemed about to shatter, like dew clinging to flower petals in the early morning, ready to fall with a gust of wind.

Si Xing lowered her eyelashes, looking extremely pitiful, like a delicate orchid soaked by a sudden rain.

"No problem."

"Divine Medicine Valley is also Zhizhi's home. You can... bring your family and attendants."

He spoke casually, as if he didn't care at all.

But the darkness in his eyes was spreading inch by inch.

He remembered that he still had a batch of newly refined poison in his medicine hut, which he hadn't had time to test yet.

I'll just poison Yun Boyan later.

So, he was just an insignificant, dead ex-husband, and he didn't mind.

"Weaving."

His voice was filled with anticipation.

"Remember to try my Soul-Nourishing Pill first."

"it is good."

Tang Xixue put the pill into her mouth and swallowed it with tea.

The pills melted in the mouth and were not bitter.

Si Xingxuan used the best medicinal herbs, carefully selecting each one and precisely controlling the heat of each step.

He transformed those medicinal herbs, which should have been bitter, into something with a sweet and mellow flavor.

She swallowed the pill, looked up at him, and smiled.

"It's very sweet."

Just two words.

Si Xingxuan's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she almost couldn't hold back the thin layer of moisture on her face.

But she couldn't suppress the slight upturn of her lips.

Yun Boyan paused slightly as he twirled the prayer beads, his fingertips gently brushing against the sword at his waist.

That vixen outside is using any means necessary to seduce Zhizhi.

Just kill him directly.

On the surface, the two appeared calm and collected, but inwardly they were locked in a life-or-death struggle.