The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Zhe Yue can go back and rest first. I'm going to start refining the weapon."

Tangxi Xue didn't stand on ceremony any longer and began selecting materials.

Her fingers traced lightly across the display shelf, sketching the design of the mask in her mind.

The silver dragon pattern is my senior's symbol.

She wanted to make an even more beautiful mask to give to her senior brother.

In this secret realm of Liuli Heaven, her senior brother gained nothing for her sake, and she felt very guilty.

"Zhizhi, I'm here with you."

Si Xing sat down on a deck chair next to the terrace.

His constitution was weak. Even though he survived thanks to the Three Life Leaves and the Heavenly Star Pool, he still needed to recuperate properly to recover his vitality.

He didn't want to go back to his bedchamber to rest, and he didn't want to miss any moment with her by his side.

So he moved the recliner to the terrace next to the weapon-refining room and lay down quietly in the spot closest to her.

"I'm going to take a nap here. You go about your own business, don't worry about me."

He lay down under the starry sky, with the night view of Xuanxing Lake behind him.

The lake and moonlight are spread out before my eyes, and the night breeze blows from the lake, carrying the fresh scent of aquatic plants and the faint fragrance of unknown flowers in the distance.

He was like a lazy little snow fox, wrapping himself in a blanket of snow, revealing only a delicate, pale face.

The blanket was snow-white, soft and fluffy, wrapping around his thin figure like a cloud carefully placed on a recliner.

They're incredibly well-behaved.

"Okay. Zheyue, if you're sleepy, go and rest. I'll keep you company after I'm done with my work."

Tang Xixue smiled and glanced at him, then looked away and went back to what she was doing.

She placed the meteorite iron into the furnace and lit the fire.

The moment the flames rose, the light illuminated her profile, reflecting a cluster of shimmering light in her focused peach blossom eyes.

"Is this really my master? He doesn't look like him!"

The medicine servant, Qizhu, stood guard outside and peeked inside cautiously.

He first looked at his lord.

Wrapped in a snow blanket and lying on a recliner, she showed no trace of her usual wild and unruly self.

"The Heavenly Physician is truly skilled."

He then looked at Princess Jingyue.

Standing before the refining furnace, her delicate hands moved with effortless grace.

"My lord, shall we take our medicine today?"

He remembered this important matter.

As a medicine servant, he had a duty to remind the Lord.

Every time the Lord drank it, he frowned and said it was bitter, but he always finished every last drop.

"The medicine is too bitter."

Tang Xixue didn't even look up, and answered on behalf of Si Xingxuan.

She was holding a small piece of moonstone in her hand, examining its purity against the starlight.

"I'll prescribe a dietary therapy formula later to strengthen your body and replenish your vital energy. You don't need to continue taking the previous medication."

When she said this, there was a natural certainty in her tone.

She was willing to put in more effort to find a different way to care for him.

She herself may be completely unaware of the tenderness hidden in the details, but others can see it clearly.

"Ah? But... will my lord listen?"

Qi Zhu blurted it out unconsciously.

He knew his master's stubborn temperament all too well.

They simply won't listen to any advice, okay?

Moreover, the idea is huge!

That was a lawless and arrogant monster!

Although the Heavenly Physician is highly skilled in medicine, the Lord would only change the diet if she suggested it.

"He will."

Tang Xixue's voice was unhurried and confident.

She didn't look up, but continued selecting materials and incorporating them into the refining furnace.

"what?"

Qi Zhu stood there, stunned, for a long time before coming back to her senses.

These three words are more powerful than any boastful statement.

She never even considered his rejection, because she knew he wouldn't reject her.

"Really?"

Qi Zhu silently retreated to the door and secretly glanced at her master.

Si Xingxuan opened his eyes at some point and was quietly watching Tang Xixue's back.

"My lord...did you hear everything? Are you following His Highness's arrangement, or do you have another idea?"

Qi Zhu lowered his voice and cautiously probed.

"Too talkative."

Si Xingxuan didn't even lift his eyelids. His voice was lazy and hoarse, but there was no pressure in those two words. Instead, it carried a sense of embarrassment at having his thoughts exposed.

"Yes."

Qi Zhu shut up in response, silently rolling her eyes in her mind.

Good, good, this discrimination is too obvious.

Qizhu was greatly shocked.

Does anyone in the family know?

This crazy, yandere guy is actually henpecked!

Who would have thought!

Anyway, he thought his master had eaten too many mushrooms, otherwise he wouldn't be so obedient.

"Our lord must have ruined his brain by eating too many mushrooms."

"Yes, that's it!"

"My lord, how could he possibly be henpecked, right? That's absolutely impossible!"

Exhausted, Si Xingxuan fell into a deep sleep after lying down for a short while.

The faint light from the luminous pearl fell on his face, making his already exquisitely handsome features appear even more unreal.

It's as if moonlight has solidified into form, and white porcelain has been fired into a soul.

"The wind is picking up."

Tang Xixue put down the materials in her hand, walked to the window, and closed it a little.

Her movements were very light, and the window closed almost silently.

"Zhe Yue is already frail, how could she possibly catch a cold? She doesn't know how to take care of herself at all."

The mountain wind was cold at night, carrying a thin layer of dampness as it blew across the lake, chilling to the bone.

His body can't withstand any more strain right now. He barely escaped death and now needs careful recuperation.

She didn't let him stand in the wind.

"Tsk, the Heavenly Physician is so meticulous."

Qi Zhu saw this scene from outside the door and was filled with emotion.

"My lord, it seems we're eating coarse grains now!"

Qi Zhu silently retracted her previous complaints in her heart.

Princess Jingyue is nothing like the one in the rumors.

Those rumors that she was arrogant, willful, and ignorant, and that she acted recklessly because of Emperor Shengchen's favor, are all nonsense.

At least the Princess Jingyue he has met so far is very gentle and kind.

That kind of gentleness is not a deliberate politeness, nor is it a calculated attempt to please; rather, it is a kind of warmth that nourishes silently.

Moreover, the Heavenly Physician is extremely powerful. Not only is his swordsmanship superb and his medical skills top-notch, but he can also forge weapons.

It's that feeling that no matter who she's paired with, it's someone else who's out of their league.

Although her master was also a chosen one of heaven, standing next to her, Qi Zhu felt a sense of worry that her master might not even be considered a worthy successor.

"This isn't the number one simp in Kyushu at all, okay?"

"It's always the other people who beg her to do things."

"Rumors have misled me."

Qi Zhu silently buried this nickname, which she had previously secretly complained about, in her heart, tamped it down, erected a monument, and vowed never to use it again.

"I wonder if our lord will be able to win even a sliver of his favor?"

After all, the Lord doesn't look cute at all...

They are not likable at all.

"Lord Heavenly Physician, could you possibly like him?"

He was extremely worried.

The weapon-refining room was very quiet.

Only the occasional soft sound of Tangxi Xue's fingertips touching the material.

The moonlight sand poured from the glass jar pattered out like rain.

When the Ice Soul Crystal is crushed, it makes a crisp, tinkling sound like ice cracking.

And there was Si Xingxuan's even breathing.

The sound of breathing was gentle and long, like the soft ripples lapping against the shore of a distant lake, becoming the gentlest background sound in this weapon-refining room.

The room was peaceful.

One person forges the weapon, while the other sleeps peacefully.

The moonlight is the lamp, the Milky Way is the roof, and the night wind is kept out of the window.

Tang Xixue's mask was finally finished. She thought that when her Ghost Doctor brother received it, he would definitely like it.

When Si Xingxuan opened her eyes, she saw the item she had created, which turned out to be a mask.

"Zhizhi, this isn't a mask made for Old Deng, is it?"