The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"The moon breaks—"

Seeing that his head was drooping, Tang Xixue couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly.

She paused deliberately, and then spoke slowly in a tone of disillusionment.

"There are no insurmountable obstacles in life, only endless obstacles."

These words were spoken.

Si Xingxuan raised her head in a daze. The tears in her beautiful eyes had not yet faded, and a fresh layer of disbelief had appeared on her face.

His lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back, and finally only a suppressed accusation rolled out from his throat.

"Zhizhi, even you are bullying me."

He originally thought his master was the number one dog in the world.

I never expected Zhizhi to be even more ruthless than her master.

At least Master bullies openly, while Zhizhi smiles as she stabs people in the heart, and then looks at you with those innocent eyes after she's done.

"I didn't."

Tang Xixue tilted her head slightly, her starry eyes clear as water, looking at him with an innocent expression.

But the fleeting, golden smile in her eyes betrayed her wicked intentions.

"Zhe Yue, how could you think of me like that?"

She blinked, her eyelashes fluttering, looking incredibly cute.

How could I possibly bully you?

His tone was as gentle as the first breeze of spring.

Si Xingxuan looked at her innocent and flawless face, and his heart skipped a beat.

I knew perfectly well she was faking it.

But he just happens to fall for that.

Si Xingxuan cursed himself in his heart as a "simp," then continued to obediently gaze at Tang Xixue.

It's over, completely over.

He's been completely controlled by her for the rest of his life.

She bullied him, and he even thought it looked really good when she bullied people.

What's this called?

This is a case of one party willing to give and the other willing to receive, a condition where both sides are going to the same destination.

"...Yes, I believe in Orihime."

He lowered his head and resignedly agreed.

His voice was muffled, but the corners of his mouth subtly curled up by a single pixel.

Then, he reached out and carefully took Tang Xixue's sleeve with his slender fingers.

The movement was so light, as if afraid of startling a butterfly perched on a petal, yet it carried a hint of probing and pushing its luck.

He used the hem of her clothes to draw him closer to her, gradually transforming himself into a seemingly harmless little animal.

then.

He mustered his courage and quietly placed his hand into her palm.

Let her hold it close.

Tang Xixue's palm was warm and soft, and she held his hand tightly.

Si Xingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and with a "thud," it felt like a marble falling into a candy jar. The aftershocks made his fingertips tremble slightly.

"Zhizhi, you must hold me tight, I'm afraid I'll get lost."

He lowered his eyes, his ears already bright red.

But the light in his eyes was so bright it couldn't be hidden.

It's sparkling, like someone has crushed the entire starry sky and scattered it in.

Today's reward for being coaxed has arrived.

Si Xingxuan silently made a mental note of it.

"Tsk, simp."

Jiu Fangzhi stood not far away, watching this scene with an expressionless face.

His lips twitched.

Finally, I couldn't help but curse.

"It's unbearable to look at."

This wicked disciple is as obedient as a kitten kneading in front of Zhizhi, but in front of me, he calls me "Old Deng" all the time. Since the day I entered the sect, he has never called me "Master" properly more than a few times.

Anyone who calls him "Master" is trying to kill him.

Absolutely a traitor!

His double standards are so smooth, even Sichuan opera face-changing isn't as fluid as his.

He decided not to watch it.

My eyes hurt.

"Will the Zheyue (折月) be filled with water?"

Tang Xixue closed her fingers, firmly holding his slightly cool hand in her palm, and turned her head to ask him.

Si Xingxuan nodded quickly, obediently, her voice still carrying a hint of excitement that she hadn't had time to suppress.

"Yes."

After thinking for a moment, he added another sentence, speaking very quickly.

"I can do anything. I can catch tigers on mountains and subdue dragons in the sea. I can use my pen to bring peace to the world and my horse to conquer it. There's nothing I can't do."

"Oh?"

Tang Xixue raised an eyebrow, and seeing his eagerness to show off, the smile in her eyes deepened.

"What if we really encounter a dragon later—"

"I beat it until it cried."

Si Xingxuan interrupted her, his face serious.

"How many people does Zhizhi want to see cry?"

"Ha ha."

Tang Xixue was finally amused by his peacock-like display and chuckled softly.

After she finished laughing, her expression turned slightly serious, and her tone carried a hint of instruction.

"Don't stray too far from me after we get in the water."

That's a very ordinary statement.

Si Xingxuan felt his heart skip a beat, as if someone had set off a string of firecrackers in his chest.

"……Um."

He nodded vigorously, pressing down the corners of his mouth that were almost pointing to the sky.

Unfortunately, while she pressed down her lips, she couldn't cover her eyes; the light in her eyes was almost overflowing.

He silently repeated the sentence to himself three times.

Don't stray too far from her.

That's what she said.

That's what she said.

That's what she said.

"Zhizhi, this is for you."

He suddenly remembered that he had something hidden on his person, and quickly began to search in his sleeve.

He had hidden the water-repelling bead very well, and when he carefully took it out from the innermost small hidden bag, it still carried the residual warmth of his body.

The bead was about the size of a longan, and its entire body was clear and translucent, as if it contained a pool of slowly flowing water inside.

The dim lake light reflected off the pearl, refracting soft green halos around it.

Holding it in your palm, you feel a cool sensation lingering on your fingers, and even the surrounding moisture seems to become gentler.

Tang Xixue took the bead, examined it closely, and her eyes lit up slightly.

"What is this?"

"It's a water-repelling bead."

Si Xingxuan's voice carried a hint of barely concealed pride, and he subtly raised his chin.

"With it on us, we can stay in the water for a very long time. Not to mention ordinary waters, even the deepest pools and the bottom of dark currents can be cleared without getting a single drop of water on us."

Water-repellent beads.

Tang Xixue slightly widened her eyes.

She naturally knew about this item.

A single deep-sea clam, nurtured over a thousand years by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, is priceless.

Many great cultivators might travel the world and never see it, yet Si Xingxuan just casually took it out, as if he were handing over not a rare treasure, but a pretty glass ball he picked up from the roadside.

Only this seventh-generation pavilion master could accept the water-repelling pearl as a souvenir.

"Thanks."

Tang Xixue did not refuse, placed the water-repelling bead on her palm, and smiled at him.

The smile shone so brightly in the dim lake light that it was almost dazzling. Si Xingxuan subconsciously looked away, and the blush on the tips of her ears deepened by another shade.

"This treasure has come at just the right time."

Tangxi Xue sighed sincerely.

"The underwater world is fraught with danger. Without the protection of the water-repelling pearl, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stay for long before I'd be forced to turn back."

"Zhizhi's happiness is the best thank you gift."

Si Xingxuan said softly, her voice so gentle it could melt water.

"cough."

Jiu Fangzhi cleared his throat.

Si Xingxuan did not react.

"cough."

Jiu Fangzhi cleared his throat again, this time speaking louder.

Si Xingxuan still didn't react; it was as if her ears had a selective filter installed.

"Cough cough—"

"Old Deng, if your throat's bothering you, go take some medicine. Are you trying to play the bellows here?"

Si Xingxuan didn't even turn his head, and impatiently tossed out a sentence.

How can this person be so blind?

Didn't you see him talking to Zhizhi?

"I didn't have one?"

Jiu Fangzhi finally couldn't hold back and asked the question with a cold, handsome face.

His gaze swept over Si Xing's empty hands, and the meaning in his eyes was all too clear.

Where are the beads?

There should still be some stock left, right?

Si Xingxuan finally turned around.

He slightly raised his chin and said confidently.

"Old Deng, how old are you? Nothing! Nothing at all!"

Water-repelling beads?

How big is that face?