Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 142: Fat - —Lord’s Ruthless Face-Slapping for First Subs (14)

Ha~! There’s still such a place? What a pleasant surprise!

Mu Qingge was pleased.

She did not expect Bai Xiyue to have such poor relations with people in Mu Mansion now.

"Grandfather and Aunt didn’t tell her either?" Mu Qingge asked again.

The old steward nodded.

Regarding Bai Xiyue, they had not pondered deeply. They simply felt that, no matter what, Bai Xiyue was just a guest at Mu Mansion, neither blood-related nor married to their young lord. To want to interfere with the young lord’s freedom without proper name or justification seemed excessive. The rightful future mistress of Mu Mansion, Princess Changle, hadn’t done so—what right did she have?

In their hearts, the servants always sided with the three masters bearing the surname Mu.

Mu Qingge nodded with a smile, "I know, no need to worry about her." With that, she turned to enter Chi Yun Garden. But then she suddenly halted, turning her face to ask, "Besides Princess Changle, who else has visited Mu Mansion?"

The steward thought for a moment and said, "Prince Rui also came over once. However, every time he came, he said he was looking for the old lord. When the old lord wasn’t there, he just left."

"Did he have any contact with anyone else?" Mu Qingge’s eyes shifted slightly.

Seeing Mu Qingge asking carefully, the old steward blinked, thinking to himself: Could it be that the young lord still holds other thoughts about Prince Rui?

With this thought, he sighed inwardly.

Recently, the young lord had not gone to see Prince Rui, leading him to believe he had changed. But it seems...

"What?" The old steward’s silence made Mu Qingge frown.

"Oh!" The old steward quickly gathered his thoughts and replied, "One or two times, Miss Bai happened to be passing by and saw Prince Rui out of the mansion."

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, "Has Bai Xiyue left the mansion during this period?"

The old steward nodded, "There were a few times, claiming to buy some girl-like rouge and powders, and embroidery satin."

Mu Qingge nodded thoughtfully and did not ask further.

"Oh, by the way!" The old steward seemed to suddenly recall something, saying to Mu Qingge, "A few days ago, a post came from the palace, inviting the young lord to enter the palace. Because Miss Chang happened to be in the mansion, she helped the young lord reply. I don’t know which palace member’s invitation it was."

An invitation from the palace?

Mu Qingge pondered. Who would invite her to the palace?

If it were the Emperor, he would have directly sent someone with an order, why send a post? Empress Dowager? Unlikely, as Changle accompanied her to worship Buddha, so who else? Concubine Jiang? Empress Han?

After ruling out all the possibilities in her mind, Mu Qingge still could not think of who was looking for her.

Unable to figure it out, Mu Qingge dismissed the steward and entered her Chi Yun Garden.

This time, besides crafting individual weapons, she also needed to refine some low-level elixirs to restore physical strength and strengthen the physique in preparation for future training.

She did not plan for her grandfather to handle the individual weapons. With a three-month agreement between them as opposing red and blue sides, how could Mu Qingge easily let the enemy know her trump card?

Thus, she could only seek a blacksmith herself. In this regard, Fatty Shao might be able to help, since his father is the Court’s Capital Commandant and knows who can forge good weapons.

Before returning, she had sent a messenger to inform Fatty, and today was the agreed date to carry out this task.

In Chi Yun Garden, Mu Qingge filtered familiar individual weapons in her mind, identifying several that could shine brightly in this otherworld and could be crafted, decomposing them and sketching them on paper.

Once prepared, she waited for Fatty to arrive.