Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: The Romantic Young Man Teases the Lovely Lady

In the Changle Princess Mansion, Mu Qingge stayed until the sky was slightly dark, yet there was still no movement inside the room.

”Little Ge’er, the medicine’s effect inside the Princess is over, she has already fallen asleep.” Suddenly, an alluring voice unexpectedly intruded into Mu Qingge’s mind.

This nearly caused Mu Qingge, who was drinking tea, to choke to death on a mouthful of tea.

”Cough cough cough...” Damn it! Can you not be so frightening!

As her breath gradually steadied, Mu Qingge, with a darkened face, rose from the rocking chair and glanced at the room behind her. She didn’t doubt the words of the mysterious voice.

Even if he hadn’t spoken, according to the timeline, the medicinal power should have passed.

Hence, she no longer had any reason to stay.

Elegantly flicking the nonexistent dust off the edge of her robe, Mu Qingge whisked her sleeves away, her dark hair flying freely in the wind.

Just as she stepped out of the Changle Princess Mansion, the scenery outside the mansion reflected in Mu Qingge’s eyes suddenly turned black, and in the blink of an eye, her vision returned.

However, it was no longer the scene from before.

She was no longer standing on the street outside the Princess Mansion but was now in an Immortal Realm.

All around, the immortal aura was faint, the white mist like gauze.

Surrounding her were flawless pear trees, their pear blossoms like snow or silver frost, beautiful enough to arrest one’s gaze.

Mu Qingge, in a stunningly gorgeous red outfit, stood among the pear trees, seeming like a drop of blood fallen from the sky, an embodiment of a deadly allure.

She looked around, seeing nothing but endless pear trees. Further ahead, the horizon was shrouded in white mist, obscuring the distant view.

Suddenly, the pear trees in front of her automatically parted to each side, revealing a straight path.

Mu Qingge raised a brow, her expression calm as she stepped into it.

Once she entered, the pear trees behind her automatically closed, as if nothing had happened.

The further she walked, the pear trees on both sides became increasingly crystal-like and snow-white, even emitting a faint exotic fragrance. Mu Qingge followed the path, the sound of flowing water faintly reaching her ears.

Her ears twitched, but Mu Qingge’s steps didn’t falter for even a moment.

Finally, the end of the path came into view.

Mu Qingge saw a pool surrounded by pear trees.

On the pool’s surface, layers of white mist floated, and tiny bubbles emerged from the water. A man’s back was facing her, his dark hair wet from the water, floating and swirling on the surface, enshrouding him with a misty aura. The water, rippling with gentle waves, barely covered his firm waist. His slender and upright figure, broad and solid shoulders, every curve was like a masterpiece of the heavens. Scattered water droplets slid down his perfect form, outlining a graceful waist, each part exuding a deadly temptation!

Mu Qingge was stunned, gaping mouth agape, at the intense masculine allure emanating from him, as if it made something suspicious flow to her lips.

She vowed to the Party and the people that as she followed the path inside, she had absolutely never expected such a sensational and stunning scene to await her.

Suddenly, the pool water rippled, and the man elegantly turned, revealing a face as resolute and exquisite as carved, with brows and crimson lips, so perfect it made one involuntarily exclaim admiration; it’s hard to find another who could rival him above heaven or below earth.

His lips, possessing an enticing red, not intense but alluring.

The crystal-like pear blossoms around seemed to lose their brilliance in contrast to those lips.

In his profound eyes, dreams and illusions mingled as if covered by an amber hue, revealing an extraordinary interplay of danger and allure.

It wasn’t the first time Mu Qingge saw the bewitching face of the mysterious voice, yet none struck her as shockingly as this moment.

Perhaps, in previous encounters, what impressed her more was his terrifying strength.

”Have you looked enough?” Mu Qingge’s bewildered expression finally improved Si Mo’s long-harbored displeasure.

In the past, if any other woman dared to look at him so brazenly, she would have been reduced to powder by now. Yet, being watched by Mu Qingge like this sparked no intention to kill within him; instead, he felt somewhat proud, enjoying the moment as little Ge’er was dazzled by him.

’Hmm, it seems his temper has improved a lot from before.’

Si Mo’s lips subtly lifted.

Unfortunately, Gu Ya and Gu Ye were already sent away, not present here. If they were to learn what their Holy Master thought, they would probably cover their faces with their sleeves in despair, saying, ”Master, it’s truly not your temper that’s improved; it’s just that the person is different! Otherwise, try with someone else, and you would crush them to bits in seconds.”

A rich voice like wine, carrying magnetism, roused Mu Qingge’s reason.

She blinked, showing no embarrassment: ”You brought me here just for me to see, right? You’re so generous, how could I refuse?” As she spoke, the awe in her eyes gradually faded, returning to serene calm.

With those words, she looked around.

Beside the hot spring pool stood a low table and cushions. On the table, several plates of fresh fruit and a jade-colored wine pot were set.

Without hesitation, she stepped over, casually waved her sleeve and sat down, lifting the wine pot for a sip, her eyes narrowed in intoxication, ”Truly good wine! Spectacular views, beautiful people, excellent wine, wonderful, wonderful!”

That lazy, mischievous appearance was just like a dandy indulging in teasing a beautiful maiden beneath the flowers...