Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 80: Unseen Pas de Deux (Part 2)

Mu Qingge’s appearance allowed Si Mo’s icy killing intent to be released.

He seemed to have guessed what the little one’s heart desired, retrieving all his killing intent, watching the performance with ease.

This was the first time little Ge’er performed for him, after all.

This man had completely forgotten the initial reason Mu Qingge took the stage. He was merely anticipating how the upcoming performance would captivate him.

Even if Mu Qingge was just standing on stage, he felt it was pleasing to the eye, far better than those previous chaotic performances.

Mu Qingge walked step by step, gracefully. That kind of nonchalance seemed to remind people of how Si Mo descended from the sky earlier.

She directly approached the Court Musicians, whispering something to them.

Once the musicians nodded in a daze with surprised eyes, she walked to the center of the stage and said to the Emperor, "Your Majesty, Qingge’s performance is a bit special and requires one person to assist."

"Oh?" Qin Cang uttered in confusion, then asked, "Who do you need?"

With these words, the initiative was placed in Mu Qingge’s hands.

Immediately, Qin Jinhao grew tense. It seemed he could confirm that the person Mu Qingge was about to choose was him. And he had no desire to cooperate with this useless, effeminate Mu Qingge in any show.

In his cold eyes, disgust almost broke through.

Qin Jinhao watched as Mu Qingge approached him, and hate surged in his heart! He thought to himself: Mu Qingge, you truly haven’t changed. Your previous indifference to me was just a move to lure me in. Now, you’re trying to seize this opportunity to take advantage of me, aren’t you?

Mu Qingge stood in front of Qin Jinhao, not missing the disgust and killing intent he tried hard to hide. Just as the latter was about to refuse verbally, Mu Qingge raised her arm, pointed to his side with a smile, and said, "I want her."

Instantly, everyone’s gaze focused on the person Mu Qingge pointed to.

The chosen Qin Yiyao was stunned, seemingly yet to react.

Damned! I’ve been tricked!

Qin Jinhao’s face turned a mix of black and white, so angry that his teeth were grinding.

He was sure Mu Qingge did it on purpose. He saw the mocking glance Mu Qingge gave him after choosing Qin Yiyao.

"This..." Qin Cang hesitated.

The Empress Dowager timely spoke, "Emperor, they are an engaged couple, after all. What’s wrong with a wife assisting her husband in a performance?"

These words made it difficult for the Emperor to refuse, so he had to nod in agreement.

Engaged couple?

These four words softly entered Si Mo’s ears, instantly destroying his previously good mood about Mu Qingge choosing a girl to collaborate with.

Looking at Qin Yiyao again, killing intent was already surging in his eyes. If he hadn’t restrained himself, he might have scared the little girl into wetting herself on the spot.

’Master, a female, a female! Those people just don’t know the true identity of that lord, which is why they matchmake like this!’ Gu Ya lamented bitterly in his heart.

Their wise and brave Holy Master was gradually turning into a jealous man.

Gu Ya was worried sick for his master without knowing that his master did not realize his feelings for Mu Qingge at all.

Perhaps, this is what they call the clarity of the bystander but the confusion of the involved.

Qin Yiyao walked up to the stage and stood in front of Mu Qingge, coldly saying, "What do you want me to do."

Mu Qingge smiled with pursed lips: "Dance."

"Dance!" Qin Yiyao was shocked, her eyes widening. She couldn’t dance. "I can’t." She stated the fact without hesitation.

However, Mu Qingge said unconcernedly, "It’s okay, I’ll lead you."

Qin Yiyao was even more astonished, what dance doesn’t require practice to perform on stage?

Amidst her shock and everyone’s curious anticipation, the musicians began to play a strange melody as Mu Qingge had previously instructed.

With rhythmic drumbeats, a lively and vibrant rhythm, the tune flowed, rich with ancient charm yet carrying a touch of fortitude.

Mu Qingge praised inwardly, acknowledging that these Court Musicians were truly exceptional, managing to recreate the original piece almost perfectly.

The unheard melody was already astonishing. They hadn’t forgotten how Mu Qingge whispered to the musicians earlier. If the guess was correct, this tune, which makes one feel like dancing, was composed by Mu Qingge.

A wastrel turned into a music master! Is this possible?

Amid the crowd’s shock, Mu Qingge extended her hand to Qin Yiyao.

The night wind danced, messing up her hair and lifting her red robe. The white jade-like palm was right before her eyes, and in a daze, Qin Yiyao placed her hand in it.

Suddenly, a tightness in her hand, a warm current flowed from her fingertips, quickly spreading throughout her body.

Before she could react, a hand clasped her waist, pulling her closer. Coming to her senses, she only saw Mu Qingge’s stunning face approaching.

Qin Yiyao’s eyes widened with surprise, wanting to struggle free from Mu Qingge’s hand on her waist. Yet, she was led to move, dancing steps she’d never seen before with the unfamiliar music...