Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Chapter 157: Qingge, Who Do You Like? (2)

Ji Pianpian’s bright eyes were eagerly fixed on Ying Ze.

It seemed that under such a gaze, rejecting it would bring a sense of guilt, as if committing some unforgivable crime. With two bystanders fanning the flames, he eventually nodded.

Having secured Ying Ze’s promise, Ji Pianpian wisely stopped pressing. She took the tray from the maid behind her and placed it on the stone table in front of the three of them.

At this point, they noticed that the tray held three plates of exquisite pastries.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yaohua’s eyes immediately sparkled. He reached out to grab some, introducing to the other two, "These are Pianpian’s specialty pastries, even I rarely get to enjoy them, you two are quite lucky!"

However, just as his hand was halfway there, Ji Pianpian smacked it back.

He looked at Ji Pianpian with a face full of grievance, but she pouted playfully and said, "These are prepared for Young Master Ying and City Lord Mu."

"Can’t I have some? I am your brother, your real brother!" Ji Yaohua complained bitterly.

Mu Qingge smiled lightly and picked up a pastry, saying to Ji Pianpian, "Thank you." Then, turning to Ying Ze, "Thank you."

Ying Ze looked puzzled, asking, "Why are you thanking me?"

Ji Yaohua teased, "It’s because of your good fortune that Qingge gets to enjoy these delicacies!"

With this teasing, a hint of embarrassment crossed Ying Ze’s usually stoic face, and a blush appeared on Ji Pianpian’s cheeks. After arranging the pastries neatly, she brought some cleansing tea and withdrew with her maid.

The pastries made by Ji Pianpian melted in the mouth, with a hint of fragrance without being overly sweet. Even Mu Qingge, who typically didn’t like sweets, found them delicious.

Feeling playful, Mu Qingge quipped to Ying Ze, "Miss Ji is indeed very virtuous, marrying her would be a good deal."

"Yes, indeed! Qingge has a keen eye." Ji Yaohua said with a grin, not forgetting to grab and eat a pastry himself.

Ying Ze also held half a pastry in his hand, the other half in his mouth.

The fragrant sensation in his mouth was not unpleasant to him.

Originally, he didn’t like this kind of pastry, but since Ji Pianpian personally handed it to him with hopeful eyes, he complied for some reason.

Listening to the two’s continuous teasing, he couldn’t help but retort, "If you find her virtuous, why not marry her yourself?"

Mu Qingge sighed and shook her head, "Unfortunately, there is no fate between Miss Ji and me. She doesn’t fancy me, and I can’t be the one to break up a pair."

Ying Ze, lacking her eloquence, could only let out a cold snort at her words.

At this point, Ji Yaohua suddenly turned to Mu Qingge and asked, "Qingge, do you have anyone you like?"

Mu Qingge was taken aback.

Ying Ze, upon hearing this, also looked at her.

Both he and Ji Yaohua stared at Mu Qingge, curious about her answer.

Under their gaze, Mu Qingge nodded.

To their surprise, her nod seemed to shock them, and their eyes widened in a sort of panic.

Seeing their reaction, Mu Qingge couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

Internally, she grumbled, ’What’s with that expression? They asked, she answered honestly, yet they gave her such a reaction? Can’t she like someone?’

"What do you mean by this?" Mu Qingge’s face darkened as she asked.

Ji Yaohua quickly faked a few coughs to cover up his shock and embarrassment. He said with a sheepish smile, "We thought you’d shake your head. After all, you have many beauties around you, but we’ve never seen you involved with anyone. We didn’t expect you to actually have someone in mind."

Ying Ze nodded in agreement with Ji Yaohua’s view.

Mu Qingge also uncharacteristically cleared her throat. This was the first time she discussed her personal feelings with people who were neither relatives nor subordinates.

"I’m really curious, what kind of peerless beauty managed to capture your heart?" Ji Yaohua asked with a gossiping look towards Mu Qingge.

"Ahem, indeed very stunning, flawless in appearance." Mu Qingge avoided Ji Yaohua’s gaze as she replied.

Her answer immediately piqued Ji Yaohua’s curiosity, and he pressed further, "Being merely beautiful wouldn’t be enough to win your heart, right? Tell us, is this person gentle, understanding, and sympathetic, who managed to ensnare your heart?"

As he spoke, he made a suggestive grasping gesture.

Mu Qingge thought about his description... gentle? Understanding? Sympathetic?... Hmm, seemed quite like Lord Mo.

Consequently, she nodded.

Her eyes drifted to the golden palace bell tied at her waist.

’This palace bell hasn’t rung for a while, could it be that he’s very busy recently?’ Mu Qingge frowned slightly, but soon let it go.

She wasn’t one of those maiden girls constantly yearning for their lover’s sweet nothings.

Anyway, they were both busy people, and they’d naturally get in touch once things settled.

"Qingge, Qingge?"

As Mu Qingge drifted off, she suddenly heard Ji Yaohua calling her continuously.

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