Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 605

Chapter 605: Chapter 40: Battle for Dominance Between Male and Female Leads!

"Qingge, I missed you!" A familiar voice, a familiar scent appeared beside Mu Qingge’s ear and nose.

She suddenly widened her eyes, unable to believe that everything in front of her was real!

However, before she could react, the man’s breath came rushing in, capturing her slightly parted rosy lips due to shock.

Her mouth was sealed, and Mu Qingge felt the man’s frantic demand. Her eyes widened even more as the faint exotic fragrance swirled around her, confirming that this was not a dream.

In her clear eyes, a hint of fierceness flashed. Her hands suddenly grabbed the man’s collar, and with a forceful shove, she pushed him down, flipping over and sat astride his firm waist.

This action interrupted the man’s frantic demands.

He lay in the carriage, his deep amber eyes, like stars, looked at Mu Qingge, who was riding on him, with a touch of surprise.

Finally seeing the man’s appearance clearly, he was still as peerlessly stunning and extremely graceful as ever. His flawless features were obscured in the dim carriage light but did not diminish his charm.

However, his spotless white clothes had changed into a mystic robe. His long hair, once loosely draped, was now held in place by a black gold crown.

Though compressed beneath her, a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the astonishment in his eyes faded, transforming into a gentle anticipation.

When the face from her memories appeared truly in front of Mu Qingge, she realized how much she had missed him.

She raised her eyebrows, suddenly leaned down, and captured the man’s smiling lips.

Si Mo, pinned down by Mu Qingge, enjoyed this voluntary kiss. His long arms wrapped around her body, instinctively flipping her over, wanting to pin her down.

However, as soon as he moved, Mu Qingge sensed it. A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes as she grasped the large hand around her waist, preventing the man’s counteraction.

The two kissed passionately, expressing their mutual longing over time.

Yet, their bodies fought back, neither willing to give up dominance!

Their bodies collided fiercely within the carriage, creating loud noises. The whole carriage shook as if it might fall apart at any moment.

Outside the carriage, Gu Ya and Gu Ye stood guard, arms crossed with swords, securing the shaken spiritual beast car.

Those thrown outside displayed two distinct expressions.

One was surprise.

The other was concern.

The worried ones, of course, were Xie Ya and Jing Hai, unaware of the situation inside. They only knew that a stranger had entered the carriage, without any clue what was happening inside.

The violent shaking of the carriage made them increasingly anxious, hard to imagine the intensity of the battle inside.

Those aware of the inside story—You He, Hua Yue, Bai Xi, and Yuanyuan—awkwardly shifted their gaze elsewhere or lowered their heads to count the small stones underfoot.

The commotion behind caused Gu Ya and Gu Ye’s lips to twitch subtly, internally questioning, ’Is Master too thirsty? Why so intense as soon as they meet?’

"Who are you? Move aside!" Xie Ya drew the ice-blue hairpin from her bun. It flashed blue, transforming into a magnificent treasure sword, held in her hand aimed at Gu Ya and Gu Ye.

Their gaze met Xie Ya’s sword.

When they felt the murderous intent emanating from the sword tip, they merely sneered with disdain.

Gu Ye averted his gaze, disinclined to engage. Gu Ya, however, coldly directed at Xie Ya, "Our master hasn’t met the young master for days; naturally, there’s something to discuss. No need for outsiders to interfere."

His words made Xie Ya’s eyes narrow. In her mind, she wondered, ’Are they truly friends, not foes?’ But... Her eyes shifted to the shaken spiritual beast car, pondering.

’This way of meeting between friends seems too peculiar?’

As her gaze swept across You He, Hua Yue, Bai Xi, and Yuanyuan, noticing their composed demeanors, she felt assured by Gu Ya’s words.

With confusion, she withdrew the sword, her bright eyes remaining vigilant as she looked at the two.

"Little uncle-master, will coach be alright?" Jing Hai stared anxiously at the carriage, the noise inside worrying him immensely.

Yuanyuan laughed awkwardly, pats Jing Hai’s shoulder in reassurance, "Little Haizi, don’t worry, your master will be fine."

"Are you the young master’s disciple?" As Yuanyuan finished speaking, Gu Ya’s voice sounded.

Jing Hai froze for a moment, nodding honestly.

Gu Ya gave him a deep look, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his lips. "The young master’s eye for disciples isn’t great."

The unabashed sarcasm made Jing Hai blush, dropping his gaze in embarrassment. He tugged at his clothes, biting his lip, unable to refute.

He knew he wasn’t exceptional, which drove him to work harder. He believed that one day he could become a true asset to his master!

"When did it become your business what kind of disciple I choose?" Suddenly, Mu Qingge’s cold voice came from the carriage.

Gu Ya’s spine chilled; he turned to see Mu Qingge standing at the carriage door, hands behind him.

The opened carriage remained dimly lit inside, barely revealing a seated figure. Who else could it be but their master?

Gu Ya’s gaze fell on Mu Qingge, bowing respectfully. "Young Master."

Even the proud Gu Ye silently bowed at this moment.

Mu Qingge was the woman their master had acknowledged, their future mistress—a status of undeniable importance, necessitating proper etiquette.

Mu Qingge’s clear gaze swept over Gu Ya, landing on the flustered Jing Hai, and she said lightly, "Since you’re my disciple, you should trust my judgment. How others see you is irrelevant."

Though lacking much consolation, Jing Hai’s eyes unexpectedly warmed, feeling comforted. He looked up abruptly at Mu Qingge, nodding vigorously, "Coach, Jing Hai understands!"

He was Mu Qingge’s disciple, forever!

Mu Qingge glanced at the crowd before tilting her head to say, "Let’s continue our journey."

The spiritual beast car resumed its motion, yet no one reentered the carriage. They mounted the spiritual beasts brought by Gu Ya and Gu Ye, following behind the car.

Reentering the carriage, Mu Qingge’s eyes met Si Mo’s, filled with a playful gaze; she couldn’t help but glare at him.

"Qingge, come here." Si Mo ignored the anger in Mu Qingge’s eyes, beckoning with a hand.

Mu Qingge disregarded him, promptly sitting in an empty spot in the carriage.

This carriage was quite spacious; previously, it accommodated five women without feeling cramped, but now, with just her and Si Mo, it felt suffocating.

’This man’s presence is too overpowering,’ Mu Qingge silently noted.

Mu Qingge’s awkward demeanor made Si Mo chuckle. He drew closer to Mu Qingge, fingers entangled in her hair, softly asking, "Qingge is upset with me? Fine, next time, I’ll let you."

Mu Qingge’s cheeks turned red, and she defiantly huffed, "Who needs you to let?"

Si Mo smilingly wrapped his long arm around Mu Qingge, pulling her into his lap. Being suddenly embraced, a hint of surprise flickered in Mu Qingge’s eyes.

Settling into the man’s lap, feeling his presence, she simply adjusted to a comfortable position, nesting in Si Mo’s embrace.

Her gaze fell on Si Mo’s mystic robe, softly inquiring, "Why are you here?"

"I just had some business to attend." Si Mo replied casually.

Mu Qingge nodded, not pursuing the matter further, merely curiously asking, "Why did you change into the mystic robe?"

Si Mo smiled, asking, "Does Qingge think it’s good-looking?"

Mu Qingge raised her eyes to look at him, carefully scrutinizing his unparalleled handsome features, and honestly nodded: "With your face, no matter what clothes you wear, it won’t look bad."

"The most important thing is, does little Ge’er like them?" Si Mo’s amber eyes looked at her, with specks of doting deep in their depths.

Mu Qingge shrugged and said, "It’s just a piece of clothing, it doesn’t matter whether I like it or not."

She’s never been a picky person and dislikes trouble. For instance, almost all her clothes are red; simply because she’s used to this color and thinks it suits her, she’s too lazy to try other colors.

"This time, how long can you stay?" Mu Qingge asked in a casual tone as much as she could.

Si Mo heard the reluctance in her words and the smile on his lips deepened. "How long does little Ge’er want me to stay?"

Mu Qingge just chuckled and shook her head, looking at him, she said, "Forget it, we just met, why talk about parting now? How is your injury?" Bringing up the issue she was most concerned about, she immediately grabbed Si Mo’s hand, rolled up his sleeve, revealing his wrist, and placed her fingers on his pulse.

Seeing her focused demeanor, Si Mo let her do it.

After a while, Mu Qingge finally let go and adjusted his sleeve. She nodded imperceptibly and said to Si Mo, "Thankfully it hasn’t progressed."

Si Mo’s condition hadn’t further worsened, which made her heart relax a bit.

Seeing her like this, Si Mo said, "Little Ge’er, my body is not as bad as you think, you don’t need to worry too much."

Mu Qingge glared at him and said, "These old injuries indeed seem harmless at ordinary times, but they slowly erode your body, your cultivation, and then erupt at a critical moment. If you can promise not to fight until your injuries are healed, I could be more at ease. But, can you promise that?"

Seeing Mu Qingge’s angry expression, Si Mo was speechless.

Because he really couldn’t promise.

He gazed at Mu Qingge, his large hand gently stroking her hair, his voice low and mesmerizing, slowly saying: "Little Ge’er, I don’t want you to suffer too much."

Mu Qingge grasped his hand, subtly tightening her grip. With a resolute tone, she promised: "I will heal your injuries. Trust me, I can now concoct Divine Level Elixirs, and Holy Level Elixirs are not too far away!"

"Little Ge’er is truly amazing!" Si Mo’s brows were dyed with a smile, becoming more radiant.

He was genuinely happy for every progress Mu Qingge made.

However, Mu Qingge listened and her eye twitched, dissatisfied she said, "Don’t treat me like a child."

Si Mo chuckled deeply, his large hand encircled Mu Qingge’s waist, pulling her into his arms, his chin resting on her hair top, softly saying: "Little Ge’er is certainly not a child, but the mother of my child."

Such blunt sweet words made Mu Qingge’s cheeks flush red, wanting to refute, yet any rebuttal felt powerless.

After all, she had already set her mind on him!

Never having thought of managing a home and teaching children, raising a family, now seemed like a real issue.

However, children...

Thinking of a possible future with such a little rascal appearing, Mu Qingge felt her scalp tingle.

Mu Qingge immersed herself in imagining the future, while Si Mo continued slowly saying: "Little Ge’er, remember. I have set my mind on you being mine, regardless of your identity, or who you are, it won’t change this fact. So, wherever you go in the future, you are destined to be my wife, my only wife."

Si Mo gradually tightened his arms, hugging Mu Qingge tightly, as if afraid she might suddenly leave.

Mu Qingge was puzzled by Si Mo’s words. She lifted her head from his embrace, looking at him, trying to find clues from his eyes, but those deep amber eyes contained nothing but endless tenderness and love.

"If you stay, I will not leave." Looking into those eyes, Mu Qingge said her promise.

If you stay, I will not leave!

The simple six words made Si Mo’s heart soar with joy. From the bottom of his heart, laughter slowly emerged from his throat, gradually echoing throughout the carriage, even reaching outside.

The cheerful laughter made people outside glance, they didn’t know what had happened inside to make Si Mo laugh so heartily.

Restraining his laughter, Si Mo gazed at Mu Qingge’s slightly raised head, his gaze gentle and lingering, filled with deep affection. Slowly, he lowered his head, capturing the red lips he had longed for day and night with infinite tenderness.

...

The merged team continued towards the Golden Sea Prefecture. The outline of the vast city ahead became clearer to everyone’s eyes.

Seeing the entrance not far ahead, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Leaving now?" Inside the carriage, Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow and asked.

Si Mo nodded, saying to her: "There’s some information I need to confirm, wait for me, I’ll be back soon."

"Alright." Mu Qingge replied decisively.

Si Mo smiled faintly, reluctantly pulling Mu Qingge over, planting a kiss on her brow.

So gentle, it was like a feather brushing across.

When Mu Qingge reopened her eyes, where was Si Mo’s shadow in the carriage? Only the partially opened carriage door remained.

"Young Master." The carriage door opened, outdoor light poured in, illuminating half of Mu Qingge’s body. Xie Ya appeared at the door.

Mu Qingge’s gaze swept outside, indeed, there was no sign of Gu Ye and Gu Ya.

"Young Master, in front is the Golden Sea Prefecture." Xie Ya said.

"Come in, we’re preparing to enter the city." Mu Qingge instructed.

Thus, the Spiritual Beast Car resumed its previous state. Jing Hai and Yuanyuan were driving outside, while Mu Qingge sat in the carriage with four women.

Bai Xi, as soon as she entered the carriage, looked at Mu Qingge with an ambivalent gaze.

Mu Qingge calmly looked back, appearing extremely unwavering.

"Little Lord, shall we rent a courtyard after entering the Golden Sea Prefecture?" You He asked.

Mu Qingge thought about it, the main reason she came to Golden Sea Prefecture was because of Han Caicai’s words. To quickly integrate into the Middle Ancient Realm, and not just as a passerby, she needs to understand the various states of the Middle Ancient Realm, and the State Mansion is the place to understand each state.

The so-called Green Talent List and Cub Phoenix List are also hung in the State Mansion, the origin of various family histories, all in the State Mansion.

To fully understand, she reckoned she would need to stay for ten days to half a month.

After contemplating for a while, Mu Qingge said to You He: "Yes, let’s find a secluded, undisturbed courtyard to temporarily stay."

Understanding Mu Qingge’s needs, You He didn’t ask further.

Jing Hai drove the Spiritual Beast Car, slowly entering the vast Golden Sea Prefecture. Mu Qingge looked through the window gap, seeing the appearance of the outside city gate, towering a hundred feet, the Spiritual Beast Car passed under it, tiny like an ant.

"Each city in the Middle Ancient Realm is managed by families. What about the Golden Sea Prefecture? Who governs a state mansion?" Mu Qingge quietly asked herself.

Of course, there was no one in the carriage able to answer her question.

In the team, the only native, Jing Hai, even he grew up in a fishing village from childhood, never came to these places, not understanding.

After entering the city, he and Yuanyuan alike, curiously examined their surroundings.

Mu Qingge had Hua Yue open the window, revealing the true appearance of the Golden Sea Prefecture. Straight and wide streets, with large trees planted along the side, behind the trees were small paths for walking, and then rows of bustling, flourishing shops.

There were many people in Golden Sea Prefecture; everywhere on the street were people, the Spiritual Beast Car moved slowly, allowing them to take a good look at the Golden Sea Prefecture.

After a while, a special building appeared at the limit of their field of view.

The building was a dome with a spire, occupying vast space, surrounded by several architectural groups. The entire dome was brushed with golden powder, the walls painted white, inlaid with colorful gems, looking luxurious and sacred.

"What is that place?" Hua Yue curiously asked.

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