The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Weaving."

Si Xingxuan raised her red, tear-filled eyes, not responding to Feng Zhuo's provocation, but looking at Tang Xixue, her voice low and soft, carrying a hint of broken grievance.

"No. I'm just... a little cold being alone."

His tears fell again, clinging to his long eyelashes, looking so pitiful that they seemed about to drip.

"Ah Xue! He's such a hypocrite! Using such a trick, how despicable! He's practically taken all the bamboo shoots from the mountain!"

Feng Zhuo was so angry that his hair was about to stand on end.

This person, how can this person be so good at pretending!

Is he a burlap sack?

Tang Xixue did not respond to the two of them.

She raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing against Si Xingxuan's eye, wiping away the tear that was about to fall.

Her fingertips were slightly cool, as if she were wiping away the dew from the flowers.

"Okay, I understand."

Her voice was calm.

"Perched on bamboo".

She glanced at Qizhu outside the hall; that glance, though not heavy or light, sent a shiver down Qizhu's spine.

"Prepare some warm water and let your master soak his feet first."

"yes!"

Qi Zhu quickly agreed and ran away.

He had been chasing his master all the way, his heart pounding in his throat, and now he finally had a chance to catch his breath.

Princess Mirror didn't kick the master out; instead, she made him prepare a foot bath.

It seems that he still holds a place in her heart.

Tang Xixue glanced down at the ground.

Fortunately, Zheyue Palace and Changsheng Hall were clean and there were no sharp stones on the ground, otherwise Si Xingxuan's feet would not only be frozen, but would also be cut.

"Next time you go out, don't rush so much, okay?"

She looked up and sighed helplessly.

Si Xingxuan is incredibly jealous. He's clearly burning with jealousy, but he pretends to be pitiful to gain her sympathy and affection.

She wasn't blind to this tactic.

But she couldn't bear to let him stand in the cold wind and freeze.

What a troublesome, yandere little lunatic.

"it is good."

Si Xingxuan obediently responded, her voice as soft as a ball of cotton.

Tears still clung to his eyelashes, glistening in the candlelight. He lowered his eyelashes, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

"I'll listen to Zhizhi."

Feng Zhuo stood to the side, watching this scene unfold, so angry he almost exploded on the spot.

"Ah Xue! Look at him! Look at his smile! He's smirking! He's doing it on purpose... he knew you'd soften up!"

He wished he could rush up and tear off Si Xingxuan's innocent face.

"Burn it."

Tang Xixue turned her head and glanced at him.

Feng Zhuo immediately shut his mouth, but his bright eyes still glared defiantly at Si Xingxuan.

Qi Zhu returned with warm water, placed the copper basin beside the couch, and then moved a chair.

Under Tang Xixue's watchful gaze, Si Xing sat down obediently and soaked his feet, which were red from the cold, in warm water.

A warmth spread from the soles of his feet, and he squinted slightly in comfort. A tear on his eyelash trembled with the movement, and one fell onto his cheek.

Feng Zhu snorted through his nose.

"Ah Xue, he's a green tea b*tch. If you were to brew a cup of Suspended Star Lake with his green tea b*tch, the whole city would be filled with the aroma of tea."

He was furious; he'd never seen such a jerk!

"This will not be repeated."

Tang Xixue looked at Si Xingxuan, her voice was gentle, yet she gave him a sense of authoritative control.

"Zhe Yue, I prefer someone who's obedient, understand?"

"Um."

Si Xingxuan's eyelashes trembled.

He raised his eyes and met her gaze, a gaze as gentle as water, yet unfathomable.

She indulges you not because she can't see through you, but because she's willing to.

His heart pounded, and he immediately lowered his head obediently.

"Don't be angry, Zhizhi. I'll be good next time."

He answered quickly, but the corners of his lips turned up slightly, which he couldn't suppress.

The way Zhizhi trains people is so charming!

That tone, that look in his eyes, it was practically murderous.

He would definitely obey Zhizhi's wishes as long as she liked it; he wanted to be the one Zhizhi liked the most.

He really loves it.

"Weaving."

He looked up, his eyes clear and bright, washed by tears, like the sky after a rainstorm.

In the misty air, his face appeared even paler and more delicate, like jade.

"It's too cold outside, so perhaps I should stay at the Palace of Eternal Life tonight."

His voice was soft, with a pleading tone.

"I feel a little uneasy that you're not at Zheyue Palace today. I promise I'll stay here quietly and won't bother you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Zhuo out of the corner of his eye.

Feng Zhuo's face turned green instantly.

Is Zhizhi not in Zheyue Palace?

Is he not used to it?

What does that mean?

Is this a veiled boast that the place Zhizhi lived in before was his?!

This bastard kills people without a knife!

Stab him in the heart right in front of him!

The Divine Physician Zheyue is indeed ruthless!

"Ah Xue!"

Feng Zhuo, in a fit of anger, grabbed Tang Xixue's sleeve.

His palms were burning hot, and the heat was transmitted to her wrists through the thin nightgown.

"Don't believe him! He's not being cold, he's doing it on purpose! He just wants to stay here and not leave!"

"Little General Feng"

Si Xingxuan turned his head to look at Feng Zhuo, his tone utterly sincere.

"I know you're here too, and I don't mind. Wouldn't it be more reassuring if the two of us were together watching over Zhizhi? Or... does the young general think that Zhizhi is only your Xue?"

The knife struck Feng Zhuo's lungs with pinpoint accuracy.

"No way? No way? You don't mean you want to have it all to yourself, do you?"

"you!"

Feng Zhuo choked.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but if he said "yes," wouldn't that be domineering and prevent Ah Xue from having her own choice?

If I say "no," wouldn't that be falling into this green tea and white lotus trap?

His face turned red with anxiety, and in the end, he could only glare fiercely at Si Xingxuan and squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth.

"Of course that's not what I meant!"

"That's good."

Si Xingxuan smiled slightly, his smile as gentle and refined as jade, displaying the demeanor of a true gentleman.

He turned to look at Tang Xixue, and his smile immediately became more aggrieved and pleading.

"Zhizhi, please let me stay."

He lowered his head, as if afraid of being rejected.

"Zheyue Palace is too far away... Qizhu is so clumsy, he can even burn the medicinal food. You wouldn't feel at ease if I wasn't under Zhizhi's nose, would you?"

Qi Zhu almost dropped the bronze kettle in his hand on the ground outside the hall.

My lord, you'd actually come up with something like this just to stay by Princess Mirror's side?

When did my medicinal cuisine ever burn?!

That's because you're picky about food and won't eat it!

Tang Xixue looked down at him.

His eyelashes were still wet with tears, his nose was red from the cold, and his lips were bloodless.

Her feet were soaking in warm water; her ankles were so slender that the knuckles were so prominent they were almost painful.

He huddled pitifully under the eaves like a little snow fox soaked by the rain, waiting for someone to take him in.

She sighed.

"Perched on bamboo".

"Your subordinate is here!"

Qi Zhu immediately poked half of his body into the hall from outside.

"Go to Zheyue Palace and fetch your master's nightgown and the clothes he will wear tomorrow."

She paused.

"And bring his medicinal cuisine as well."

Qizhu nodded.

"Yes! I'll go right away!"

He turned and ran, fearing that a fight would break out inside and he would be caught in the crossfire.

Si Xingxuan looked up and immediately became happy.

"Thank you, Zhizhi."

Feng Zhuo, standing to the side, watched this scene and immediately became displeased.

"Ah Xue!"

He turned his head and looked at Tang Xixue pitifully, his eyes clearly saying, "He stayed, but what about me? You're not going to kick me out, are you?"

Tang Xixue looked at the two of them.

"You two. If you start arguing again tonight, you're both going outside into the cold air. Do you hear me?"

Feng Zhuo nodded immediately, nodding like a chick pecking at rice.

"I heard you!"

Si Xingxuan nodded obediently.

"I heard you, Orihime."

His position as the emperor's son-in-law has become even more secure.

You can't blame him for using any means necessary; after all, in the struggle for the position of empress, everyone relies on their own abilities.