The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Upon hearing this, Little Silver Dragon Xingmi paused for a moment, then angrily flicked its tail.

She slapped the blankets with a soft thud, turned the faucet away, and refused to even glance at him again.

Who are you?!

Why did he start cursing the mighty Dragon God right off the bat?

He's perfectly fine.

But this ex almost got completely ruined!

"Hmm? You're awake?"

Tang Xixue was awakened by the noise and opened her eyes to meet Qi Wang's still somewhat confused gaze.

She stepped forward, reached out, and placed her palm on his forehead.

Her hands were warm and soft, and her movements were as gentle as if she were touching a fragile piece of porcelain.

"I had a fever all night, but it's finally gone."

She breathed a sigh of relief and asked again.

"You can't move around right now; you need to lie down and rest to recover."

Qi Wang felt the warmth of her palm, and his whole body stiffened for a moment as if he had been burned by a flame.

"The female ghost's hands were actually warm?"

"Oh no, it's over."

Tang Xixue frowned when she saw him staring blankly at her hands, his gaze unfocused and his expression dazed.

His tone carried a hint of deep self-reflection as a doctor.

"I must have been really delirious from the fever last night... If word gets out, wouldn't that ruin my reputation?"

Upon hearing this, Fengxue Yinlong immediately showed a look of great sympathy as he looked at his ex-girlfriend, who was lying on the bed with a blank expression.

It turned out to be the case.

My ex was driven mad by the fever.

How pitiful! The once mighty warrior Qi Zhan has now become a fool!

"I'll go get the medicine; there might still be a chance to save him."

Qi Wang watched her get up to fetch the medicine. The morning light poured in from the window, falling around her and casting her long shadow on the ground of the medicine hut.

She has a shadow!

He belatedly realized that she was not dead.

So, he survived too.

Praying to the God of War, he finally managed to clarify the fact that he was still alive.

Then, he looked down at his current appearance.

Covered in bandages, lying among the bedding, completely naked except for the bandages.

The whole person felt as if they had been struck by lightning from the heavens, charred on the outside and raw on the inside.

"Star Seeking—"

His voice was strained, and his tone carried a hint of disbelief, as if he were struggling in despair.

"Last night, did she treat my wounds?"

Upon hearing this, Fengxue Yinlong Xingmi nodded seriously, blinked his innocent big eyes, and gave him an affirmative answer.

In an instant, Qi Wang's already crumbling heart died completely.

He vaguely recalled some fragmented memories.

It seemed that while he was unconscious, someone immersed him in a warm medicinal pool, the steam carrying the fragrance of herbs.

A pair of gentle yet firm hands cleaned his wounds inch by inch, and carefully applied ointment to each and every gruesome scar.

Finally, with one layer after another of snow-white bandages, it was carefully and densely wrapped around her entire body.

He remembered the feel of those hands, as gentle as spring water, yet with the composure and efficiency of a healer.

No corner was overlooked.

Yes! Medicine was applied to every area!

Qi Wang closed his eyes and felt as if smoke was rising from the top of his head.

"It's time to take your medicine."

Tang Xixue returned carrying a bowl of medicine, the dark liquid inside emitting a strong, bitter aroma.

Knowing that he was unable to move, she naturally sat down by the bed, preparing to feed him herself.

"You, you—"

Qi Wang suddenly opened his eyes, staring at her face so close to his, his throat tightened, and his voice trembled.

"You're not going to—feed me with your mouth, are you?"

He took a deep breath, feeling as if he had been thrown into an alchemy furnace, almost cooked through inside and out.

Tang Xixue almost dropped the bowl of medicine in her hands.

She looked at the handsome young man on the bed with the eyes of someone looking at a fool, his face flushed red, and after a long while, she finally spoke expressionlessly.

"What are you thinking? Am I sick or are you sick?"

She reached out and picked up the medicine feeding device specially made by Shenyao Valley. It was an exquisite celadon pot with a thin silver straw attached to one end.

She slowly poured the warm medicine into the pot, then held the straw to his lips.

His movements were fluid and graceful, and his expression was as open and honest as could be.

"Our Divine Medicine Valley is full of legitimate doctors; we don't play those tricks with you..."

While slowly feeding the medicine, Tang Xixue felt it was necessary to correct the evil thoughts in this war god's mind.

"If doctors had to personally feed every patient who couldn't get out of bed, how could this job possibly continue?"

She raised an eyebrow and calmly added.

"Our Divine Medicine Valley is a sacred place of medicine; how could we not have a few professional medicine-feeding tools? Who do you think you are?"

Qi Wangjun's face turned bright red, and his ears were burning so badly they seemed to be bleeding.

He could only obediently suck on the straw and swallow the bitter and astringent medicine little by little, unable to utter a single word.

He's just read too many brainless romance novels!

The book clearly states that medication should be administered mouth-to-mouth.

How come it turned into a silver tube when it came to him?

Fengxue Yinlong Xingmi was already overjoyed.

The tiny dragon rolled around on the soft couch, its tail twitching back and forth, its scales trembling with laughter.

He knew, of course he knew.

Besides being obsessed with sword practice, this ex-boyfriend had another little-known quirk: reading melodramatic novels about love-hate relationships.

It was because he read so many storybooks, day and night, annotating and marking them, that the Great God Qi came to a definite conclusion:

"The most boring, absurd, and worthless thing in the world is love."

Qi Wang awkwardly drank his medicine when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, making him freeze.

and many more.

Didn't his Snowy Silver Dragon run away with his new love, Little Sword Immortal?

How did you end up here at Tangxi Xue?

Could it be?!

"Star Seeker!"

Qi Wang turned to look at the little silver dragon in disbelief, his tone filled with disappointment and shock.

"I never imagined you were such a... fickle, lecherous dragon!"

"You didn't want such a wonderful little swordswoman! And then you turned around and fell for this little troublemaker!!!"

The Snow Dragon was completely stunned by his sudden accusation, its tail frozen in mid-air, forgetting to retract.

Hearing this, Tang Xixue, who was holding the medicine pot, narrowed her eyes slightly and slowly moved closer.

A beautiful yet dangerous smile curved at the corners of his lips.

"Oh?"

Her voice was soft, like a cold blade hidden in the spring breeze of March.

"Who were you calling a little troublemaker just now?"

Qi Wang: "..."

Did he just say something he shouldn't have?

But when you're lying under someone else's thumb, unable to even turn your neck, isn't it unwise to tell the truth?

For the first time, the God of War, Qi, experienced the meaning of being "bedridden, dependent on others, and yet quick-witted."

Under Tang Xixue's watchful gaze, he silently shifted his gaze to the rooftop.

"I have to say... Xingmi has excellent taste in choosing its master."