Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645: Chapter 80: Awakening Again, the Clan Tournament!

"Back already?"

Mu Qingge had just returned to the small courtyard where she was temporarily staying with the Sang Family when she heard Jiang Li’s voice. She looked up and saw under the tree a rocking chair placed, and Jiang Li was lazily sitting on it, rocking back and forth.

The lazy, charming allure was incredibly stunning.

Mu Qingge laughed, "If I were a man, seeing you like this, I’d probably be bewitched by you."

Jiang Li pouted, "Trying to sweet-talk me again."

Mu Qingge glance around and asked, "Are you alone?"

Jiang Li nodded, "Your two servants sent Miss Su away, said they were also going to buy some daily necessities. Yuanyuan thought staying here was boring and insisted on going along with them. As for Brother Mei, he’s gone to check on your mother’s health. The High Priest says he doesn’t want to be disturbed, he’s in seclusion calculating Cold Inch’s location, so I’m the only one left here doing nothing."

"Let’s call her ’Madam’ then." Mu Qingge darkened her gaze.

After saying that, she headed into the house.

Jiang Li’s eyes followed her, saying, "Even if you don’t admit it, this birth grace is hard to repay, no matter how stubborn you are, what can you do? Besides, if you truly saved your father, surely you wouldn’t let them be separated, right? Wouldn’t it be better to let them reunite happily, while you sulk in solitude? Why bother making it hard for yourself?"

Mu Qingge came out of the room again, holding a chair in her hand.

Placing the chair across from Jiang Li, she sat down, casually dusting off her clothes, and asked nonchalantly, "Who promised you some benefit to make you speak favorably?"

"Do you think this Empress is that easy to buy!" Jiang Li slapped the armrest, glaring.

Mu Qingge smirked dismissively.

Jiang Li sighed, shaking her head, "I just feel, since you’re already living here, don’t be too awkward. If you don’t want to call her, don’t. But if you feel no tinge of emotion inside, why would Brother Mei pay such close attention to her health?"

Mu Qingge remained silent.

After a while, she explained for herself, "I just don’t want to owe anyone a favor; it’s the hardest to repay in this world."

Jiang Li leaned back on the rocking chair, gazing at Mu Qingge, "I understand your intention. You’re someone whose heart is tightly guarded. Only those who show true sincerity can enter your heart and make you care."

"Since you know, why bother saying it?" Mu Qingge looked up at her.

Jiang Li giggled, "I’m just curious, knowing that she secretly taught you the Artifact Refining Technique and got tortured like that, did you feel sincerity?"

"Sincerity..." Mu Qingge murmured softly. As if carefully pondering Jiang Li’s words, she slowly shook her head and replied, "There might be sincerity, but I feel it’s more about guilt. Perhaps she felt she owed Mu Qingge too much, and wanted to do something for her."

Here, the Mu Qingge she referred to was not herself, but the real Mu Qingge.

Of course, Jiang Li didn’t understand this; she assumed Mu Qingge was speaking about herself.

Leaning forward, Jiang Li smiled, "At least knowing guilt is better than those who feel no guilt and blame you for being heartless. Better than those cold-hearted parents."

Mu Qingge looked at her, a meaningful smile tugging at her lips, "Your words are rather profound."

Jiang Li shrugged, choosing not to explain further.

She didn’t want to elaborate, and Mu Qingge didn’t press further. The two sat under the tree, sipping tea and chatting leisurely, feeling quite relaxed and comfortable. This sense of complete relaxation seemed long forgotten by Mu Qingge since entering Middle Ancient Realm.

The ease with Jiang Li was different from the feeling with Si Mo.

"By the way, even though the result is settled, I still have to ask. How was the test today, did you give the Sang Clan disciples a hard slap?" Jiang Li’s golden eyes gleamed with curiosity.

Mu Qingge put down her teacup and laughed, "You, an Empress, are concerned with such things?"

"Hah, this is different. Come on, tell me." Jiang Li pressed.

Mu Qingge nodded, pouring herself more tea, and under Jiang Li’s anticipation, said casually, "The results were good. But, I ended up blowing up the Sang Clan’s column that tests bloodline concentration."

"Blew it up!" Jiang Li stared at her wide-eyed.

Mu Qingge nodded calmly, so relaxed it was impossible to see any guilt over having exploded their testing equipment.

"They... didn’t give you trouble?" Jiang Li hesitated to ask.

Mu Qingge shook her head, picked up the teacup to her lips, paused briefly, and said, "Judging by their looks, they seemed really happy." With that, she lowered her gaze to taste the tea.

Jiang Li’s mouth twitched, she slumped back onto the rocking chair, sighing helplessly, "Aren’t you afraid that they might not let you leave now?"

"Afraid of what?" Mu Qingge put down the teacup and looked at her, "I have a prior agreement with King Sang Shun, when it’s time to leave, who can stop me?"

"As long as you know." Jiang Li nodded.

Mu Qingge said to her, "I’ll be staying here to learn Artifact Refining Technique for a while. If you don’t want to stay here, you can go to Luoxing City. It would be best if you, Empress, manage the city for me and let everyone use their talents."

"Stop it! You can’t enslave me." Jiang Li rejected without a thought. She lazily waved, giving Mu Qingge a disdainful look, "In Ancient Witch Country, I do as I please; let me manage your city, aren’t you afraid I’ll turn Tiandu upside down? If I liked handling this sort of chaotic thing, I wouldn’t have come to Middle Ancient Realm to find you."

"Then why stay here?" Mu Qingge spread her hands helplessly.

She has artifact refining and cultivation, she can’t be with Jiang Li every day. Given her nature, staying in the Sang Family daily, she wouldn’t bear it.

"You mind your business; don’t worry about me. I need to cultivate too, or I’d hold you back." Jiang Li said casually.

Seeing her insistence, Mu Qingge reluctantly abandoned persuasion and nodded, "Fine, then suit yourself. However, if you get bored staying here, you can travel around, you and Brother Mei both just arrived in Middle Ancient Realm, you could take this time to understand its entirety."

"Mm, I do plan this. Waiting until you’re settled here, I’ll go to Wuyin Mansion with Brother Mei. You said State Mansion is the fastest place to understand a region." Jiang Li shared her plan.

Mu Qingge nodded, "Good, at that time I’ll let Xuan Ya accompany you. She’s been to Wuyin Mansion before, she knows a bit about it."

"Then won’t you be left alone?" Jiang Li asked.

With Mu Qingge arranging this way, when they leave, she’ll only have Xie Ya by her side. As for the High Priest, locked in the room daily calculating, he couldn’t help much. Bai Xi and Yuanyuan didn’t seem capable of serving people either.

"Why need so many people? I have arms and legs; I can take care of myself." Mu Qingge said indifferently.

Jiang Li sneered, "Suit yourself."

"Young Master."

"Young Master."

"Boss, we’re back."

As they conversed, Xuan Ya and the others had returned. Behind them, followed some Sang Family servants carrying brand-new furniture.

Mu Qingge looked up at them, Yuanyuan immediately bounced to her side, showing a bright smile with that shining pretty face.

"Have you sent the person away?" Mu Qingge asked.

Yuanyuan nodded vigorously.

Xie Ya bowed to report, "Mm, we’ve already sent Miss Su off on the Spiritual Beast Car leaving Fusha City. However, she didn’t say where she was going, just mentioned continuing her travels, not planning to settle in Anmo City yet."

Mu Qingge nodded almost imperceptibly, "Let her be." With Mu Luofeng’s death, perhaps she and Su Nuannuan will never meet again in this life, why hold onto anything?

"Young Master, as per your instructions, we’ve bought new furniture to replace the old ones. But what should we do with the old ones?" Xuan Ya asked.

"Throw them away." Mu Qingge said without thinking.

Throw them?

Xuan Ya and Xie Ya glanced at each other, hesitating a bit.

They lived here, naturally understanding Mu Qingge’s relationship with the Sang Family. The place they stayed was where the Young Master’s mother lived for over a decade, reportedly deeply sentimental about the place’s objects, now just thrown away like that? They worried Madam would complain!

Seeing the two not moving, Mu Qingge looked up at them, "Why standing there?"

"Yes, Young Master." Afraid to anger Mu Qingge, Xuan Ya and the others complied.

However, they didn’t directly throw away the items used by Sang Lanruo and the others but gathered the replaced furniture in a storeroom.

They didn’t keep it from Mu Qingge, and Mu Qingge seemed to turn a blind eye and did not blame them for this.

Soon, the decorations in the small courtyard were completely renewed, arranged according to Mu Qingge’s preferences. From furniture to bedding, decorations, everything was brand new, and none of it was taken from the Sang family.

Even the chairs under the tree where Mu Qingge and Jiang Li sat were replaced with two brand-new rocking chairs. Between the two rocking chairs, there was a round table with tea and fruits on it.

Xuan Ya and Xie Ya were busy inside and outside, tidying up the courtyard. Mu Qingge’s room was set up in a previously vacant room. Jiang Li stayed next to her. Sang Lanruo’s room was left for Yuanyuan because of its heavy cold, and Yuanyuan wasn’t afraid of it.

Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen’s rooms were originally to be preserved. But the two were worried about their mother, and moved out with her, so Mu Qingge simply remodeled them, giving the rooms to Mei Zizhong and Xuan Ya, Xie Ya.

Bai Xi was fond of the icy environment where Mu Liancheng’s remains were placed; such a damp, cold place was her favorite.

For a while, the originally secluded courtyard was transformed by Mu Qingge and the others into a lively place away from worries and disputes.

"Let’s have hotpot tonight!" Mu Qingge suddenly got excited in the evening and announced an order.

"Wow! Awesome! Boss, I also want to eat barbecue!" Yuanyuan jumped up from the ground, excited.

Mu Qingge kicked over, "What barbecue? Can you finish all of it? Don’t you know how to save me some money? We’ll eat hotpot tonight and have barbecue tomorrow."

Yuanyuan nimbly dodged and cheekily said, "Whatever the boss says goes, as long as there’s food for Yuanyuan, it’s fine."

"Since we’re having hotpot, let’s all pitch in; that’s what makes it fun." Jiang Li also stood up from the rocking chair, stretching her arms.

"Let’s prepare the ingredients for the hotpot."

Xuan Ya and Xie Ya were also infected by Mu Qingge’s enthusiasm and quickly went to prepare.

Mu Qingge instructed Yuanyuan, "Move the table out, place it in the courtyard, and hang some lanterns outside to light it up. Tonight, we’ll eat hotpot in the courtyard."

"Alright!" Yuanyuan enthusiastically took on the task.

Jiang Li leaned over to ask, "Then what should I do?"

Mu Qingge gazed at her for a while, finally frowning and shaking her head, "Besides eating, I really can’t think of what else you can do."

Jiang Li glared her eyes wide, rolled up her sleeves, and charged at Mu Qingge: "Oh, really! How dare you say that about me, the Empress!"

Mu Qingge lightly dodged Jiang Li’s fist, laughing: "Spare me, Empress! I dare not again!"

The joyous laughter in the small courtyard gradually floated away.

When Mei Zizhong returned, he was briefly taken aback by this lively scene. Then, his ethereal fairy-like face broke into a smile, infected by the atmosphere.

Mu Yichen, who came with him, looked on with envy and murmured, "When we lived here, it was never this lively and playful."

Mei Zizhong turned his eyes to him, didn’t say much, only said: "Come with me." Mu Qingge’s family matters were not for him to intervene in, so he couldn’t say much.

Mu Yichen nodded and followed Mei Zizhong into the courtyard.

As soon as they came in, a mouthwatering aroma wafted over. Mu Yichen couldn’t help but take a deep breath and sighed, "Smells so good!"

In the courtyard, the candlelight was bright; a copper pot was placed on the round table with boiling hot soup, continuously emanating an enticing fragrance. Around the copper pot were plates of sliced vegetables. Meat, veggies, was practically all-encompassing.

On the round table under the tree, clean fruits were arranged, ready to counteract greasiness anytime.

Xie Ya and Xuan Ya busied around the round table, while Yuanyuan just pulled open the curtain, carrying a large wine jar in each hand.

Behind him, came Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge saw Mei Zizhong returning and said, "Mei Shixiong, you’re back. Perfect timing for dinner; we’re having hotpot tonight."

Mei Zizhong nodded with a smile, then turned to Mu Yichen and explained to Mu Qingge, "Yichen came back with me to get some medicinal herbs."

Mu Qingge nodded, seeing the anticipation in Mu Yichen’s eyes, and said, "Have you eaten yet? If not, stay and eat with us."

"Yes, yes! Thanks, boss!" Mu Yichen quickly nodded.

After a greeting, everyone living in the small courtyard came out and sat around the table. As Bai Xi approached, Jiang Li got goosebumps and couldn’t help but move close to Mu Qingge.

Bai Xi chuckled, "Don’t worry, if I eat you, Qingge will skin me alive. I dare not provoke her."

Jiang Li retorted, "It’s not that I’m afraid you’ll eat me, it’s just that your suppression makes me uncomfortable." She was helpless too; her snake cultivation bloodline was like a small, weak chicken in front of Bai Xi, the giant snake.

Bai Xi laughed heartily, spreading her hands, "Then I can’t help you. Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of them, Mu Qingge sat directly between them. Her presence instantly made Jiang Li feel much more comfortable.

"Just sit here and don’t move," Jiang Li told Mu Qingge.

Bai Xi climbed over, wrapping her hands around Mu Qingge’s arm, laughing, "I also think it’s best for Qingge to sit here."

Mu Qingge looked at her and instructed, "Just taste the flavor. Hold back, we still have so many people who have been hungry all day."

"I know, I know," Bai Xi said impatiently.

She then looked disdainfully at the dishes on the table, which weren’t enough to fill the gap in her teeth.

"Eating such good food, and nobody calls me?"

As everyone was about to eat, the High Priest suddenly emerged from the room, his eyes fixed on the steaming hotpot.

"Old man, didn’t you say you were going to seclude yourself for deep contemplation, no one was to disturb you?" Jiang Li teased him. "How did a hotpot meal lure you out? Your cultivation clearly needs improvement!"

The High Priest didn’t mind, instead replying, "Lady Jiang is right, the old man truly lacks cultivation, hence can’t resist the temptation of good food!"

Saying that, he solemnly told Mu Qingge, "Young Master, the divining endeavor isn’t something achieved overnight, one still needs to combine work and rest. After replenishing my strength, the divination might yield twice the result with half the effort."

He wanted to eat, yet found some grand reasoning.

Mu Qingge found it amusing at heart, inviting him to sit: "High Priest, have a seat; you’ll need strength for work, that reasoning I understand."

Finally, everyone sat down.

However, they didn’t start eating; they were waiting for Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge picked up chopsticks, poked at the table, raised her eyebrows, and smiled: "Let’s dig in!"

With her order, everyone picked up their chopsticks and the ’deep-water fiery’ contest began!

Yuanyuan and Mu Yichen were sitting together. Both had similar personalities, and being friendly with strangers, they faced no barriers in communication.

Mu Yichen picked up a piece of beef, dipped it in sauce, and shoved it into his mouth, disregarding the heat, burning his tongue and mouth.

"Are you really the Abnormal Fire Body?" He asked Yuanyuan beside him, his speech unclear.

Yuanyuan, seeing him grimacing from the heat, kindly picked up a bowl of wine and handed it to him, answering his question: "That’s right! I am the Abnormal Fire, the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame, the boss calls me Yuanyuan, you can call me Yuanyuan too."

"So cool!" Mu Yichen admired and drank the wine.

Immediately, he turned his head quickly and spat out the wine, blowing his tongue, "So spicy! This wine is so strong!"

Yuanyuan laughed heartily, pointing at him, "Look at you, this little bit of wine made you like this, are you really the boss’s brother or what!"

Mu Yichen froze, looked up at Mu Qingge.

Only to see her calmly eating and drinking, the spicy wine was like plain water to her.

Suddenly, Yuanyuan’s hand landed on his shoulder, leaning closer to Mu Yichen, whispered in his ear, "Kid, even though you’re the boss’s brother, you’re still far from her. If you want to learn from her, start by learning how to drink."

Mu Yichen blushed and said, "I can drink."

"Those fruit wines don’t count, at least you should drink like the boss, without changing your expression." Yuanyuan said.

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