Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 37: Goodbye Sick Beauty, the Holy King is here!

With a strong memory, Mu Qingge easily returned to the place where the palace banquet was held.

When she came back here again, a lot of people had come.

Being able to appear in this palace banquet, the identities of these people are naturally not simple. However, Mu Qingge hardly knew him.

Looking at the people who greeted each other, she felt out of place.

Of course, the sneering and sarcastic eyes that seemed to drift towards her inadvertently also let her know that she didn't seem to please.

Indifferently, Mu Qingge was about to find a seat in the Mu residence when she heard her aunt's voice.

"Light song, here."

Looking up, Mu Qingge easily saw Mu Lianrong beckoning to her in the crowd, and Mu Xiong, who was also wearing an official robe, was standing beside her.

That kind of imposing manner and arrogance on his body made him particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

Many people want to go up and talk, but they don't dare because of his strong momentum.

In Qin, Mu Qingge can be said to be disgusting. And Mu Xiong is admirable.

This obvious contrast, if the previous Mu Qingge, may feel lost. However, today's Mu Qingge doesn't feel that there is anything wrong. With a light smile in the direction of the two, she walked over.

That kind of wanton and unrestrained, that kind of light cloud and wind made many people around her focus their attention on her.

It seems that they can't help thinking about the same question in their hearts, that is, there seems to be something different about the little lord of the Mu residence.

"Grandpa, Aunt." Approaching the two of them, Mu Qingge took the initiative to speak.

Mu Xiong watched her performance secretly, and became more and more satisfied.

What if his Muxiong's grandson is trash? Let everyone not underestimate the same! The same with the prestige of their Mu family!

"Stinky boy, where have you gone? Where's the princess?" Mu Lianrong grabbed Mu Qingge and asked softly in her ear.

The corners of Mu Qingge's mouth twitched, and she murmured in her heart: How did she know?

However, he replied, "The princess has something to deal with, so I'll just hang out in the imperial garden alone." In fact, sometimes Mu Qingge doesn't quite understand Mu Lianrong's thoughts.

Judging from Mu Lianrong's previous remarks about the Mu family, it is obvious that she doubts the royal family. That being the case, why was she so concerned about her engagement with the royal family?

As if, for fear of not being able to marry the princess. Even, even the little white flower at home, she wanted to stuff it into her room together.

"You idiot! It's always said that you are a dandy and romantic. How can you not take such a good opportunity? Next year, you will be crowned, and you will be an adult. Now, to inherit the Mu family's lineage as soon as possible, if you annoy your daughter-in-law and you won't be able to get married, how long will your grandfather and I have to wait?" Mu Lianrong scolded.

Mu Qingge suddenly realized!

It turns out that Mu Lianrong is because of this...

She was destined to be disappointed, however.

Don't say she is a woman and cannot have children with other women. Even if the effect of the illusion device is realistic, it will not work. It was just that one day her identity was in broad daylight, and she wanted to find a man to give birth to a monkey. Just thinking about it, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Hehe, Auntie, you are really busy." Mu Qingge smiled shyly.

Mu Lianrong was stunned for a moment, and immediately heard the disgust in her nephew's words, and gestured to reach out to fight. But he was stopped by Mu Xiong.

"Okay. Don't even look at this place."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the seat of the Mu family.

When the old man spoke, Mu Lianrong couldn't continue the topic just now, so he could only stare at Mu Qingge in warning.

Mu Qingge smiled softly and followed Mu Xiong, as if she didn't care about the threat in Mu Lianrong's eyes. The latter was so angry that he almost went up to grab the former's ear regardless of the occasion.

The seat of the Mu family is set under the throne.

Originally, it was a seat above one person and below ten thousand people. However, today is different. The position of Ninth Five-Year Supreme was also deliberately placed lower at the moment, and above it, a spacious seat was deliberately reserved, and there was a white chair and a table carved out of jade.

The tableware placed above is more delicate and gorgeous than the ones on the throne of the emperor. Everywhere, they seem superior.

Mu Qingge sat down with the two of Mu Xiong on the seat of the Mu family, and glanced lightly at the high, snow-white seat. Without anyone to introduce her, she could answer with certainty that this seat was prepared for the old monster.

'I can't see that the emperor of Qin has a lot of respect for Mr. Monster. ' Mu Qingge said in his heart. Mr. Monster is her 'respect' for Si Mo. For some reason, once she thought that he had lived for thousands of years, she let her connect with the monsters and monsters in that world, the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Of course, with Si Mo's unparalleled appearance, he is more like a god. However, it is absolutely impossible for her to call a **** a 'fairy brother'!

"Ge'er, His Royal Highness the Holy King actually came to my country of Qin. Have you ever looked for you?" Suddenly, Mu Xiong asked in a low voice, interrupting Mu Qingge's thoughts.

Mu Qingge withdrew his gaze, fell on the grandfather beside him, and looked at him: "Grandpa, I've been in the mansion all day, don't you know who I've seen?"

Mu Xiong's expectant eyes turned into disappointment because of this 'sincere' answer.

Sighing lightly, he said to himself: "Is it possible that His Majesty the Holy King just said something casually that day? His old man has already forgotten about you, this little guy?"

Mu Xiong's words fell into Mu Qingge's ears without a word. Hearing the latter felt awkward.

She knows that her grandfather, the hero I, has not let go of the idea of ​​letting her depend on the strong to keep her safe for the rest of her life.

Of course, she disdains it!

Not answering the call, Mu Qingge secretly looked around at the guests again. Suddenly, she saw Fatty Shao who was waving at her on a seat a little further away.

Unexpectedly, the Shao family brought him to this banquet.

Mu Qingge raised her lips to him and smiled, before the smile at the corner of her mouth subsided, she felt two eyes full of hatred and resentment fell on her.

She moved her eyes slightly, and in a dark corner, she saw He Cheng sitting alone in the seat.

Oh, he actually came too?

I have to say, the He family's heart is really big! With such a big ugliness, how dare you let this fellow out? Or... this banquet has other purposes, so that these sons of noble families must attend?

A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and Mu Qingge gave He Cheng a provocative smile, who wanted to tear her apart, and thought about it in his heart.

The appearance of Fatty Shao surprised her. And He Cheng, the guy who was supposed to avoid rumors at home, actually appeared.

Look around again—

Well, it really gathered all the young talents in Luodu of Qin country.

I didn't notice it just now. At this time, Mu Qingge noticed that there seemed to be a lot of young people coming to the banquet for Mr. Monster.

Moreover, the faces of those young people seem to have faint excitement and eagerness to try.

It seems that this is not a reception banquet, but a wedding meeting. And the beautiful girl who made them want to grab it is Mr. Monster.

Ugh! Mu Qingge was taken aback by her own thoughts.

While this is impossible, her intuition tells her that this guess is very close to the truth.

As Mu Qingge's eyes flowed, suddenly, a goose-yellow burst into it. She was stunned, and quickly locked the man.

'It's him! ' Seeing the man's fair and handsome face, Mu Qingge secretly said in his heart.

The bright goose-yellow color has a refined taste on him. The beauty is picturesque, but is disturbed by the paleness that is different from ordinary people, making people dare not approach him, for fear of accidentally breaking him.

It seems that within six feet of him, all approaches are rejected.

There was such a palace banquet, but his long hair was not tied at all, and his hair was allowed to move with the wind. He sat on the seat and tasted wine quietly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Why is he here? Who is he?

Mu Qingge asked herself in her heart.

But in the middle of raising her, she met a pair of black and white eyes that were calm and unwavering. Suddenly, everything around was quiet, and in the whole world, it seemed that only myself and the owner of those eyes existed.

It's so cold!

Mu Qingge worked hard to withdraw her soul, so that the complicated sounds around her reappeared. The lost temperature also seems to be gradually picking up. She pursed her lips, still looking away from the man.

'What kind of environment and experience can make a person's eyes look as cold as a servant. It was as if he had imprisoned himself in an ice and snow castle, refusing the approach of heat. ’

"Auntie, who is that person?" Mu Qingge leaned against Mu Lianrong and asked in a low voice.

Mu Lianrong raised her eyes, followed Mu Qingge's eyes, took it back with just one glance, and explained in a low voice, "He is a virtuous king. As soon as he was born, he killed his mother and concubine, and he was too weak. He has always lived in a simple language and was not liked by the emperor, so it is no wonder that you do not know him. I am afraid that even those who hold office in the palace may not necessarily know him."

The wise king? The mother of Ke? Weak and sick body?

Mu Lianrong's explanation seems to be in line with his icy aura. Perhaps, that coldness is the desperation to live without hope in the world?

Mu Qingge pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and stopped paying attention to him.

Since it has nothing to do with her, she will naturally not spend more energy. At this moment, what she cares more about is the information revealed inadvertently from Mu Lianrong's few words.

That is, the Mu family's intelligence network.

A prince who even the people in the palace could not know one by one, but Mu Lianrong determined his identity with just a glance from afar. Apart from the fact that they have known each other for a long time, there is only one explanation. That was because Mu Lianrong had mastered the detailed information of King Xian, so he could tell him at a glance.

Intelligence network, this is a good thing! Infinite value!

Mu Qingge slaps it, smashes its mouth, a little coveted. However, she also knew that now she is a playboy, and she has no access to the secrets belonging to the Mu family.

It's not that she doesn't trust her, but she's afraid that the more she knows, the easier it will be for others to take advantage of her.

At this time, a group of people were crowded.

Their arrival also made the banquet that had not yet started suddenly quiet, and everyone got up one after another.

Mu Qingge followed Mu Xiong to stand up and saw a few acquaintances in the crowd at a glance. Qin Jinhao, Qin Yiyao, the Queen Mother, Jiang Guifei...

Although she didn't know the middle-aged man in the bright yellow dragon robe who walked at the front, she also guessed his identity.

I'm afraid, this is the emperor of Qin who played with her that day.

He looks good, and looks mighty. However, his eyes were full of calculations, which made Mu Qingge unhappy. And beside him, there were also two women with radiant looks, each with its own strengths. Wearing a phoenix crown, a dignified temperament, and a noble posture should be the emperor's original wife, the queen of Qin. On the other hand, another white brocade robe, embroidered with purple flowers, with beautiful facial features, gentle as water, should be one of the emperor's concubines based on her dress.

There is another person behind the queen, who looks somewhat similar to Qin Jinhao, but more like the queen. It's just the faint arrogance in his eyes that destroys the atmosphere inherited from the queen. He wears a yellow brocade robe that is slightly lighter than the emperor's robe, and the feather crown on his head symbolizes his identity.

This time, without Mu Lianrong's explanation, Mu Qingge could also guess that this man was also the emperor's son, and he was also the crown prince directly descended from the queen.

'Tsk tsk, it's really different from the same people. They were all the sons of the emperor, but King Xian seemed to be forgotten and left in a corner. ' Mu Qingge sighed in his heart. But he didn't feel any grievances.

Among the group of people who came, she did not see the little princess she saw in the afternoon. After thinking about it, she understood, I am afraid that in the royal family, underage teenagers can't come to such a banquet. Or perhaps, their foresighted emperor, His Majesty, has other plans in mind?

Recovering her thoughts, Mu Qingge stood quietly beside Mu Xiong.

It's just that the late emperor didn't take his seat, but led his ministers to stand on the spot, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, in the dim air, a gust of wind bell rang.

Everyone looked up, and what caught their eyes were the ferocious and majestic galloping dragons and leopards, pulling the heavy black carriages...

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