The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Zhe Yue, you absolutely must never act like some of those immoral and lewd scoundrels in broad daylight!"

The Ghost Doctor Jiu Fangzhi solemnly admonished his apprentice Si Xingxuan.

"My junior sister is so cute, but there are always some overconfident bastards who are obsessed with her."

He snorted coldly, his tone filled with undisguised contempt.

"All they do is use seductive tricks; they're utterly disrespectful!"

He had just passed by Zhiyun Cottage when he heard his junior sister's soft, sweet voice, carrying a hint of rejection, drifting lightly from inside the courtyard.

"No...too much."

That damned madman shamelessly replied, "Zhizhi, not enough, let's do it again."

Jiu Fangzhi paused on the spot, his face under the mask as black as the bottom of a pot.

He didn't even dare to look over the courtyard wall, because the sound was inside the courtyard, under the clear sky.

That bastard, he couldn't wait even outside?

Where does he leave his junior sister?

Aren't you afraid that someone might accidentally wander in and see your junior sister?

Before he left, he even sprinkled some medicine powder outside the courtyard to prevent anyone from breaking in.

"It's okay."

Si Xingxuan sneered, a dark, cold light flashing in his still reddened eyes.

"Some people quickly learn who they shouldn't be eyeing."

He did not go over there again.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare.

He was afraid that he might do something irrational in front of Tang Xixue.

Fights between men should be resolved in private.

If you dance in front of her and upset her, that's the real loss.

"Zhe Yue, you need to learn what it means to respect your teachers."

Jiu Fangzhi suddenly changed the subject, his deep eyes sweeping over his disciple indifferently.

He knew that Si Xingxuan used to admire his junior uncle, the Heavenly Physician of Fate Weaver.

At that time, he took it as a medical fanatic's admiration for a senior in the medical field and didn't think much of it. He even thought that this kid finally had some ambition.

But now, looking at Zhe Yue's thoughts, he felt they were getting a bit wild.

"You don't want me to punish you, do you? Remember, don't be disobedient!"

He left behind these words, flicked the hem of his black robe, and drifted away.

Si Xingxuan was left standing there, staring dumbfounded at his master's departing figure.

It took him a while to come to his senses.

Is Master... warning him?

Tell him to stop coveting Junior Uncle?

Tsk, what a joke.

Yun Boyan has already entered the inner chambers and called himself a family member, but instead of paying attention to that guy, Master is going to take care of this nameless and unrecognized disciple.

"It seems that the prescription needs to be revised."

Si Xingxuan turned and walked towards the medicine hut, her steps a little faster than usual. The medicine bottles in her sleeves clinked softly with each step.

"These one and two, the dosage must be increased."

He pushed open the door of the medicine shop and laid out the prescriptions that had been prepared long ago on the table again.

Grind the ink, and begin writing.

He crossed out the original dosages one by one, and the newly marked numbers were more than three times higher than before.

"Let's send Master away too."

He wrote as he spoke.

"Consider it as my disciple sending him off early. So that if I die young, there will be no one to carry my master's coffin."

"Ah Zhe, why are your eyes all swollen from crying?"

After arranging the government affairs and setting up the guards of Shenyao Valley, Si Xingzhou returned home after specially summoning Xingze's imperial chef team from the capital.

As soon as I stepped into the medicine shop, I saw my younger brother sitting at the table, his eyes red and swollen, like a little white rabbit soaked in the rain.

Her eyelashes were still wet with tears, and the tip of her nose was red. She looked so pitiful.

He was immediately heartbroken and rushed forward, his tone filled with the protectiveness and anxiety typical of an older brother.

"You got bullied outside? I'm not dead yet, who dares to bully you?"

"elder brother……"

Si Xingxuan, who had finally managed to stop her tears, burst into tears again upon hearing these gentle words of comfort.

He looked up, tears streaming down his face, his voice as aggrieved as that of an abandoned young fox.

"My... my future queen doesn't seem to like me..."

"good!"

Si Xingzhou blurted out, his eyes instantly lighting up, barely able to hide his joy.

"Brother, what did you say?"

Si Xingxuan's tears were still clinging to her eyelashes. She was stunned and looked up at him in disbelief.

"I mean..."

Si Xingzhou's smile vanished in the blink of an eye, replaced by a look of deep sorrow. He patted his brother's shoulder heavily, his voice heavy with grief, as if he were reading an obituary.

"That's outrageous! Ah Zhe, if you can't control yourself against a woman who plays with your feelings, then she's a bad woman, and you shouldn't have her!"

But the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

He quickly picked up the teacup beside him, covered half his face with the lid, and pretended to be sipping tea, but in reality the teacup was shaking violently, and even the lid was gently tapping.

"Then...brother, could I kneel down and beg her to play with my feelings a little longer?"

Si Xingxuan looked at her brother with teary eyes, her gaze as sincere as if she were discussing a sure-fire deal.

"You know I'm a natural playboy, so what if she plays me? If she ruins me, it's on me."

Si Xingzhou spat out a mouthful of tea.

He abruptly put down his teacup, staring in shock at his younger brother's serious expression, his voice trembling.

"Ah Zhe, you're really hungry."

"Yes, brother, I'm hungry. I just want to experience the bitterness of love."

Si Xingxuan nodded seriously, fiddling with the bottles and jars on the table, classifying poisons and antidotes, his movements calm and focused.

"The more bitter, the better! Even a small bitter melon, I can eat it dipped in sugar."

He had suffered too much poison in the past; that poison was cold, piercing, and made his internal organs spasm.

But the bitterness she gave him was different; it was sour, it was astringent, it made his heart ache yet he couldn't bear to let go.

He'd wanted to try it for a long time.

"You're not suffering for love, you're trying to boost the King of Hell's performance record."

Si Xingzhou was speechless. His younger brother looked exactly like a wild vegetable hunter who was going to dig up the whole mountain.

He should be sent to guard a cold cave so he can calm down.

Don't try to take Zhizhi from him!

Inside the Zhiyun Courtyard, peach petals drifted down silently.

Yun Boyan and Tang Xixue sat facing each other under the tree, their palms touching, a faint silvery-white light flowing between them.

That was Yun Boyan transferring his spiritual power to her.

"Weaving."

His voice was cold and serious, and his demeanor was exactly like that of Xie Jinlian, a master.

"When the Medicine God undergoes his trial, I am not a physician and cannot accompany you to protect you. You must have the ability to protect yourself."

"But……"

Tang Xixue felt the extremely abundant spiritual power in her spiritual sea and spoke with some difficulty.

"Ayan has given me too much; I'm a bit overwhelmed."

Her spiritual sea was so full that it was like a cup that had been filled to the brim, and if one more drop were added, it would overflow.

The spiritual energy was gentle and dense, like moonlight transformed into water, seeping into her meridians inch by inch.

"Is this all you're giving me? You can't accept this?"

Yun Boyan frowned slightly and probed her spiritual sea with his spiritual power, wanting to see where her limit was.

Then his expression froze for a moment.

Good guy.

Her spiritual sea was filled with the aura of her own brother.

The spiritual energy was gentle and vast, like a silvery-white sea, filling her spiritual sea with almost no gaps.

I don't know what method that guy used.

It was probably in a dream, through the method of spiritual transfer, that her spiritual sea was filled with this form for an entire night.

No wonder she kept saying she couldn't eat anymore.

Seriously, I was really stuffed.