Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 67: Beware of Women in the Palace

Mu Qingge, who was tossed onto Princess Changle’s carriage by Mu Lianrong, felt speechless.

She truly understood the meaning of meddling in others’ matchmaking affairs.

Fortunately, Princess Changle also seemingly disapproved of this marriage, so inside the spacious carriage, the two sat far apart without any interaction.

Well, it was perfectly normal for Princess Changle to be dissatisfied with the marriage, thought Mu Qingge.

After all, no normal girl would want her future husband to be some spoiled brat, especially one who was neither literate nor skilled—a complete wastrel. Even if he was crowned as the most beautiful in Luodu, his incredible looks could not conceal the fact that he was a waste.

Moreover, it was said that Princess Changle was a famous talent in Qin Country, not only gifted but also full of talent. And she was also very beautiful.

This was a world that revered martial power, and without strength, one was nothing.

Mu Qingge leaned her head against the column of the carriage, closing her eyes in feigned sleep.

On the day of her departure, she humbly asked, without any sense of shame, the man rumored to be the most formidable on the Linchuan Continent if there was a secret method to conceal her spiritual energy fluctuations and gather her battle qi.

As expected, he did not disappoint Mu Qingge, telling her a simple and effective method to conceal her true realm.

Now, in the eyes of others, she still appeared to be a useless person who knew nothing.

Unless she was provoked into a big dispute, revealing the aura of her realm, would anyone notice.

"We’ve arrived." A voice, airy yet slightly cold, resonated inside the carriage.

Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, lifted the curtain, and glanced outside, realizing that they had arrived at the palace gates.

The palace banquet today was likely of a grand scale. Outside the gates, numerous carriages belonging to nobles and influential families were waiting for inspection. However, Princess Changle’s carriage did not need to stop here and could proceed further inside.

Passing through the checkpoint at the palace gates, the carriage slowly entered the towering wall of the palace, about ten meters high.

Lowering the curtain, Mu Qingge turned her gaze and asked, "Who are the distinguished guests to be entertained today?"

Her tone bore no distinction of rank, as if she didn’t regard the princess as anyone significant. Perhaps this was the ’aftereffect’ of a modern soul, which only reinforced her infamous haughty and unruly reputation in Qin Yiyao’s eyes.

Uneducated, uncouth, arrogant and insolent, brazen and intrusive, possessing unparalleled beauty yet utterly useless...

For a moment, the external evaluations of Mu Qingge as the undeserving little Lord of the Mu Mansion all flowed through Qin Yiyao’s mind.

She returned her gaze lightly and said coldly, "The Holy King of the Holy Yuan Empire has arrived in Qin Country."

So it was that guy!

Mu Qingge’s eyes flashed as she lost any expectation for the palace banquet.

She instinctively resisted meeting that ageless old demon. She didn’t know whether it was due to his excessive enthusiasm or because every encounter left her at her most embarrassing state. Or perhaps... she felt like she had no secrets in his presence?

"I heard that on your way back from the Sunset Wilderness, you encountered the Holy King? He said he would visit the Mu Family in Qin Country?" Qin Yiyao’s voice rang again.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow at her, the corner of her mouth slowly curling into an ambiguous smile, asking in return, "What do you think, Princess?"

Oh, heard it? Heard from whom?

On that day, apart from Mu Xiong’s soldiers, only Prince Rui Qin Jinhao was present. It seemed... this Princess Changle was siblings with Prince Rui Qin Jinhao...

This question was likely to probe on behalf of her brother. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Mu Qingge’s eyes glinted with sharpness.

She was aware that when the perverse old demon left that comment, it would undoubtedly provoke speculation on all sides. Qin Yiyao’s seemingly curious question was more about trying to uncover the truth, to see if she—or rather, the Mu Mansion—had any connection with the Holy King of the Holy Yuan Empire.

"If you do not wish to elaborate, then let it be." Qin Yiyao pursed her lips and turned away, once more sinking into silence.

Did she just let it go?

Mu Qingge was a bit surprised. After waiting for a while and noticing that Qin Yiyao seemed disinclined to speak further, she internally grumbled: What an unqualified spy.

After a while, the princess’s carriage halted once more.

"Get off," Qin Yiyao coldly threw the words, disembarking first.

Mu Qingge followed suit, discovering that they had already reached the outskirts of the site for tonight’s palace banquet.

The banquet was held in a garden pavilion; customarily, this area was where outer ministers could enter, certainly not deep within the inner courtyard.

Palace maids and eunuchs bustled about in the garden, arranging what was needed for the banquet.

At this moment, where Mu Qingge stood, she needed only to step through a moon gate to enter the banquet.

Qin Yiyao, clad in a sky-blue palace dress, looked just like an ice goddess. Having brought Mu Qingge here, she said lightly, "I must go report to the Grand Empress Dowager. The little Lord may wait here for a while; in one hour, the banquet will commence."

With that, she took her palace maid Pianpian and left.

"..." Mu Qingge sighed deeply, muttering inwardly, "Better to offend a gentleman than a petty person or a woman."

The Empress Dowager had Princess Changle escort her into the palace, obviously intending for them to spend more time together. Earlier, on the carriage, she had challenged her, and now she was facing retribution.

With an hour left before the banquet began, Qin Yiyao left her hanging.

Surveying her surroundings, Mu Qingge noted that no guests had yet arrived. Her vivid, sun-like red dress was truly too conspicuous.

Oh well, on her last palace visit, she had no time to look around; perhaps she’d use this opportunity to explore a bit.

Surely, when Princess Changle left her here just moments ago, she must have anticipated that, with the Mu Family little Lord’s reputation, she would not obediently stay put.