Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: The Sickly Beauty (3)

Helplessly, You He and Hua Yue had no choice but to follow her off the carriage, guarding her on either side.

Looking up at the archway sculpted from white jade, Mu Ge instructed everyone, ”Since school has not yet dismissed, I will wander around. You all wait here; I will return shortly.”

”Young Lord, where are you going? Please take us servants with you,” You He hurriedly said.

Hua Yue also nodded beside her, eyes full of grievance at being left behind by Mu Ge.

In the guard team, the leader stepped forward too, clasping his fist towards Mu Ge and said, ”Young Lord, I am ordered to ensure your safety. If you insist on leaving, please take us with you.”

A twitch appeared faintly at the corner of Mu Ge’s mouth.

This time, the reason for bringing so many people out was to avoid being in a situation like last time, where if a message needed to be delivered or something needed to be done, there was no one around.

Unexpectedly, this time, they did bring people, but they turned out to be a bunch of tagalongs.

”I am the master; anyone who dares to defy my orders will not appear before me again.” Mu Ge’s face darkened, refusing everyone’s company.

Stopping everyone, Mu Ge’s figure swiftly flashed, nimble as she slipped into the thickets.

”Young Lord, wait for me!” Hua Yue, anxious, wanted to follow.

However, she was caught by You He, who shook her head and said, ”Hua Yue, the Young Lord has already said not to follow. We should not go against his words. You know the master’s temper as well as I do; if we truly anger him, the two of us might be expelled from Chi Yun Garden.”

”But, the Young Lord is here alone...” Hua Yue’s eyes showed some hesitation, her tone filled with worry.

You He patted the back of her hand, reassuringly saying, ”Don’t worry, this is Purple Sun Academy; no wild beasts will appear in the woods. Didn’t you notice that none of the guards followed in? It must be safe inside.”

Saying this, the two maids looked at the Commander of Mu Mansion’s guards with misty eyes.

This strong man’s face turned red at their gaze, awkwardly saying, ”Miss You He is right. There are no wild beasts in the nearby woods. Because this is close to the academy, there are no dangerous places. The Young Lord won’t encounter any trouble.” Earlier, he requested to accompany them as it was his duty. But after being refused, he could only remain in place and wait. Certainly, if there were any real danger here, he would not let Mu Qingge leave, even if it meant disobeying orders.

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Here, Mu Qingge shook off a group of tagalongs and leisurely wandered around the forest, hands clasped behind her back. Her fiery red clothes stood out as the only bright color in the Green Forest, dazzling as the sun.

Suddenly, the sound of a zither came through.

The sound seemed to carry a magic power that calms the mind, distancing it from the clamor of the world...

Mu Ge paused, her thoughts shifted, and she followed the music.

After many turns, she gradually delved deeper into the forest, arriving at a thatched cottage.

The cottage was small, just two rooms. It was built amidst a lush bamboo forest. From inside the cottage, smoke curled upwards, and the fragrance of medicine was strong. In front of the cottage stood a beauty dressed in a wide-sleeved robe of goose yellow, with unbound black hair, fingers deftly playing the ancient zither in front of him.

This picturesque scene made Mu Ge’s eyes light up, and she carefully examined the pale, bloodless face of the man.

The forest breeze sighed softly by.

The bamboo leaves rustled, the robe sleeves danced. It seemed that everything responded to the melody of the zither under his fingers.

His features were extraordinarily handsome, yet with a kind of fragility. As if anything in this world could break him. This inexplicably evoked a protective instinct in others.

Mu Ge felt the same; she was a bit dazed looking at the person before her. Whenever those ink-like strands of hair brushed past his cheeks, she feared the strands might scar his transparently thin skin and was compelled to reach out and brush them aside for him.

”Who are you!” Suddenly, a vigilant question came from the entrance of the cottage.

Mu Ge awoke from her daze, raising her eyes to meet a pair of eyes deep like a mysterious pool. The black and white were so distinct, devoid of any impurity.