The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Yes, it's a gift for my senior brother."

Tang Xixue responded affirmatively, her fingertips gently tracing the newly crafted silver mask.

The mask is entirely silver-white, with meteorite iron as its bone and moonstone sand as its face.

The dragon pattern meanders and coils on it, with fine and lifelike scales; every line was carved by her own hand.

It shimmered with a soft glow in the candlelight, more exquisite than any mask she had ever seen before.

She examined it for a moment, and was extremely satisfied.

"Can I send items to Seven Generations Pavilion? I'll send one to him tomorrow."

"Then let Qizhu handle it."

Si Xingxuan's voice came from behind her, sounding somewhat reluctant.

His gaze fell on the mask, and a sour feeling spread from his eyes to the corners of his lips.

He wished he could soak that mask in the pool of ten thousand poisons for seven days and seven nights before sending it to his vengeful master.

But when he thought about how it was a gift that Tang Xixue had personally crafted and carefully prepared, he couldn't bring himself to buy it.

He couldn't bear to destroy her feelings.

"Then it will be hard work."

Tang Xixue placed the mask into a sandalwood box and then laid a layer of soft silver brocade at the bottom of the box.

She picked up her brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few lines on a piece of plain paper. Her handwriting was elegant and graceful.

"To my senior brother: The mask is finished. I hope you will accept it. If there are any shortcomings, I will revise it."

She folded the plain paper, put it into the box, and handed it to Qizhu, who was waiting outside the door, with both hands.

"Just leave it to your subordinates."

Qi Zhu respectfully accepted the box, stepped back, and turned to make arrangements.

His master is probably so jealous right now that he'd probably tear the entire weapon-refining room apart.

But what does this have to do with him?

He was just a lowly medicine servant.

"Zheyue, I'll write you a medicinal diet recipe."

Tang Xixue turned around and walked back to the desk, spreading out a new sheet of paper.

"From now on, just take this and you won't need to drink those bitter medicines anymore."

She picked up her pen, and lines of writing flowed from its tip.

Snow ginseng, poria cocos, yam, lotus seeds...

Each ingredient is a mild tonic, neither too cold nor too hot, which is perfect for his body that needs to be slowly nourished.

She wrote very slowly and very carefully.

Si Xingxuan gazed at her focused profile.

The candlelight illuminated her eyebrows and eyes, outlining their features with exceptional tenderness.

As she lowered her eyes to write, her eyelashes gently fell over her.

He suddenly felt a warmth in his chest.

It wasn't the warmth from the medicine, but rather a warmth that welled up from the bottom of my heart.

"Zhizhi is so good to me."

His voice was soft, carrying a hint of careful cherishing.

"It's worth it."

Tangxi Xue didn't even raise her head, her pen never stopping.

She said he deserved it.

He looked at her profile and suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

People only know him as the Divine Physician Who Triples the Moon.

But hidden beneath those identities was a sickly, lonely soul who had struggled on the edge of life and death for twenty-one years.

He took the medicinal diet recipe and read it carefully.

I read every word carefully, as if I were reading a love letter.

Then he folded the prescription neatly and tucked it into his sleeve, placing it against his heart.

Can't put it down.

"Zhizhi, it's getting late, shouldn't we rest?"

He asked cautiously, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.

"Yeah, I'm a little tired."

Tang Xixue put down her pen and rubbed her slightly sore wrist.

She was truly exhausted.

There are too many people around me to save; there's simply no way to save them all.

Now that it's late at night, drowsiness washes over me like water, pressing heavily on my eyelids.

"Then let's go to bed."

She stood up and turned her head to look at him.

"Should we stay at the Moon Palace or the Hall of Longevity?"

Si Xingxuan was stunned for a moment.

"Me? Us?"

His voice was slightly unsteady, trembling with disbelief.

"Together?"

"Doesn't '折月' mean 'together'?"

Tang Xixue blinked, a smile spreading across her peach blossom eyes.

"Did I misunderstand?"

"No! There isn't!"

Si Xingxuan spoke hastily, his words coming out so fast it was as if he was afraid she would change her mind.

"Zhizhi, you haven't misunderstood! Let's stay at Zheyue Palace!"

He stood up as soon as he finished speaking, but his movement was so sudden that he swayed and almost fell.

He had not yet recovered his strength, and had just spent a long time with her in the weapon-refining room. When he suddenly stood up, everything went black before his eyes.

Tang Xixue reacted quickly and grabbed his arm.

"Slower."

Her voice carried a hint of helplessness and heartache.

"What's the rush? I'm not going to run away."

Si Xingxuan steadied himself, his ear tips turning as red as if they were about to bleed.

He kept his head down, not daring to look at her, only daring to steal a glance out of the corner of his eye at the hand she was holding on his arm.

Slender, fair-skinned, with a faint pink tinge at the fingertips.

If it landed somewhere else...

He simply couldn't bear to think about it.

"Zhizhi, this way."

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

They walked extremely slowly.

It wasn't that he couldn't walk fast; he just wanted her to support him for a little longer.

The sleeping quarters of Zheyue Palace are the most secluded place in the entire Xuanxing City.

Si Xingxuan never lets anyone set foot inside.

Even when cleaning Qizhu, he only dared to go in when he wasn't around, and he had to finish quickly and not linger.

The palace doors opened, and Tang Xixue was slightly taken aback.

What came into view was not the usual bed curtains, but an inverted Milky Way.

The dome, made of glazed glass, is inlaid with countless starstones, which shimmer with a silvery-blue light in the dim light.

There were no candles inside the hall, only the Milky Way shining quietly, enveloping the entire hall in a gentle starlight.

The bed was suspended in mid-air.

With moonstone as its frame and cloud-like gauze as its curtain, the bed is like a solidified cloud, suspended beneath the Milky Way, as if it might drift away at any moment.

Delicate silver tassels dangled from the bedside, each tassel ending in a tiny, rice-grain-sized starstone that flickered in the dim light, like fireflies.

"Zheyue used to sleep on the moon."

Tang Xixue looked up at the floating bed, her eyes filled with amazement.

"So beautiful."

"Does Zhizhi like it?"

Si Xingxuan stood beside her, his voice tinged with barely concealed nervousness.

He never allowed anyone to set foot here, nor did he ever ask anyone if they liked it.

But he wanted to know if she liked it or not.

"like."

Tang Xixue nodded, her gaze falling on the moon-shaped bed.

"Like sleeping in a galaxy."

Si Xingxuan's lips curled up slightly.

He stepped forward and reached out to press a hidden mechanism on the edge of the bed.

The moon bed slowly descended and landed in front of them, with the edge of the bed no more than a foot from the ground.

Cloud-like gauze curtains hung down, enveloping the bed in a hazy glow.

"Zhizhi, please come to the bed."

He stretched out his hand, palm up.

Without hesitation, Tang Xixue untied the sash of her outer robe.

The snow-white, flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress slipped to the ground, revealing the moon-white inner garment underneath.

She draped her outer robe over the clothes rack beside the bed, then stepped barefoot onto the footstool by the edge of the bed.

The blanket was as soft as a handful of sun-dried cotton; she lay down and sank into it completely.

It feels so good.

"Isn't Zheyue coming up?"

She turned her head and looked at Si Xingxuan, who was still standing by the couch.

"Come."

Si Xingxuan responded, took a deep breath, and reached out to untie his belt.

But his hands were shaking.

His fingertips trembled violently, and he couldn't untie his belt even after trying twice.

He gritted his teeth, gave a hard tug, and finally the belt came loose.

He took off his outer robe, hung it on the clothes rack, and then carefully stepped onto the footstool.

The moon bed swayed slightly.

He panicked and frantically tried to grab the edge of the bed, but his foot slipped and he fell headfirst onto the couch.

Tang Xixue reacted quickly and pulled him into her arms.

Si Xingxuan pressed his face against her shoulder.

The cool fragrance of crabapple blossoms wafts over, crisp and gentle, like a crabapple blossom just beginning to bloom under the moon, its petals glistening with morning dew.

He froze completely, forgetting even to breathe.

"Zheyue? Zheyue?"

Tang Xixue called out twice, but there was no response.

She looked down.

He fainted.

Two faint blushes floated on her pale face, her eyelashes were quietly covered, and her breathing was light and long.

It wasn't a medical episode, it was just agitation.

Overwhelmed with excitement, his blood rushed to his head, and his frail body couldn't withstand it, causing him to faint.

"this……"

Tang Xixue looked at the exquisite sleeping face in her arms and was both amused and exasperated.

She reached out and checked his pulse; it was steady and unimpeded.

I was just dizzy.

This is normal for Si Xingxuan.

"You can't even handle this? What will you do in the future?"

She gently placed him beside her, pulled the quilt over him, and carefully covered him up.

Moonlight filtered through the starry sky above.

The sleeping Divine Physician Zheyue has shed his mad and sinister aura, and is no longer the cold and aloof person he once was.

His eyebrows were relaxed, and his eyelashes drooped, like an orchid bathed in moonlight.

"This little yandere is so beautiful! When she cries, it's like orchids covered in dewdrops... even more beautiful..."

Tang Xixue rested her chin on her hand, admiring the orchid blooming in the secluded valley.

I really want to make him cry!