Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Tonight’s Dramatic Reversal—My Coming-of-Age Ceremony for You (Part 10)

Suddenly, the two girls’ heads tilted, losing consciousness, and slumped softly into Mu Qingge’s embrace.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, and when she looked up, there was already an extra person in the room.

After gently placing the two girls on the bed, Mu Qingge smoothed the creases on her clothing, stood up, and said to the unexpected guest in the room, ”You really do like to come uninvited, don’t you?”

Si Mo smiled indifferently; his stunning features instantly emitted a soul-stealing aura.

Ignoring the unwelcome tone in Mu Qingge’s voice, he took two steps forward, raised his right hand, and opened his palm: ”For you.”

”What is it?” Mu Qingge looked down and saw a Blood Jade Hairpin resting in Si Mo’s large palm, intricately carved with a bouquet of flowers she had never seen before. The flowers were exquisite and vibrant, the carved lines casual yet lifelike.

The temperament of this hairpin seemed quite similar to hers.

”Do you like it?” Si Mo asked.

Mu Qingge picked up the Blood Jade Hairpin from his hand and examined it carefully. The hairpin seemed as if it truly had blood flowing within it, almost like molten lava.

”Why are you giving this to me? If it’s a gift, it’s more practical to give me some Heaven Rank Combat Skills or Spirit Flowers and Spirit Fruits.” Mu Qingge tossed the hairpin back into Si Mo’s hand.

”You don’t like it?” Si Mo slightly furrowed his brow. As his thumb gently rubbed the hairpin, he said, ”If you don’t like it, I can make another one for you some other day. But today, you must accept this hairpin.”

”Did you carve this yourself?” Mu Qingge looked at him in some surprise. It seemed she didn’t quite understand why someone would be so idle as to make hairpins.

Also, why must she accept it?

Without answering her query, Si Mo told her, ”If you had maintained your female identity, two years ago, you should have had your coming-of-age ceremony. At that ceremony, you’re supposed to wear a hairpin, not a crown.”

Mu Qingge stared at him, wide-eyed.

She had completely forgotten about the coming-of-age ceremony. Even her family hadn’t privately prepared a hairpin for her. Although she didn’t care about these things, seeing Mr. Demon do this prompted a surge of emotion in her heart. What was it about?

”Tonight, I will perform the coming-of-age ceremony for you.” As Si Mo spoke, he raised his hand and removed the feathered crown from Mu Qingge’s head, inserting the Blood Jade Hairpin into her black hair.

After completing all of this, he stepped back and admired his handiwork, nodding with satisfaction, ”Looks great.” Whether he was referring to the hairpin or the person was unclear.

Mu Qingge snapped out of her daze and met Si Mo’s laughing peach blossom eyes. Instinctively, she wanted to raise her hand and remove the hairpin, but she was halted by his subsequent threatening words.

”If you keep wearing it, I’ll give you a few volumes of Heaven Rank Combat Skills for your Dragon Tooth Guards to cultivate, and Spirit Flowers and Spirit Fruits will not be in short supply.”

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched, and she surrendered.

Seeing her finally give up resisting, Si Mo revealed a triumphant smile, his eyes curved like crescent moons, ”Good Ge’er!”

Crash!

’Good! Good, my foot!’ Mu Qingge restrained the urge to pull out the hairpin and said coldly to him, ”Haven’t you left after delivering the hairpin?”

”Could it be that Ge’er wants to rest?” As Si Mo spoke, his gaze swept casually over the two girls lying on the bed.

”Nonsense. I’ve been worn out from all the hustle today, and I’m tired.” Mu Qingge didn’t give him the slightest courtesy.

It seemed that tonight’s intrusion by Si Mo once again triggered her rebellious nerves, completely stripping away the ’gentleness’ from that night in Yi City. Well, to Si Mo, that attitude was already the gentlest Mu Qingge could be.

A prickly Mu Qingge was perhaps the one Si Mo was most familiar with.

He nodded and said, ”Alright, then I’ll leave first. I shall also take away some people that don’t concern you.” Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared.

Mu Qingge looked towards the bed; the figures of the two girls were gone. Even the sheets they had lain on were pulled off to the floor.

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched as she grinded her teeth in annoyance, ”This damn freak! You have a cleanliness obsession, not me! Why ruin my sheets? Roar~!”

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A night passed, and no news came from the Imperial Palace regarding Bai Xiyue framing Mu Xiong.

It was only after Mu Qingge woke up from a deep sleep that she saw Mu Xiong in the hall. The latter informed her that today they had to go to the palace to attend a banquet mainly concerning the Tu Country delegation, and that by tonight, the candidate for the arranged marriage had to be determined.

Determining the candidate for the arranged marriage? Are there any other marriageable princesses in the Qin Country?

In her heart, Mu Qingge sneered, scorning the hypocrisy of the Qin Imperial Family. Emperor Qin Cang had only two princesses. Besides the adult Princess Changle, Qin Yiyao, Princess Yong Huan, Qin Yilian, had more than half a year before her coming-of-age ceremony. And Tu Country wanted to take the princess for marriage this time.

So, who else could be the marriage candidate other than Qin Yiyao?

Moreover, during a conversation with Qin Jinhao, he hinted that he hoped it would be his sister marrying over there. He even asked if she had any opinion on it.

Opinion? What opinion could she possibly have? She wasn’t truly a man, capable of marrying and having children. Since that’s the case, why intervene in Qin Yiyao’s affairs? Perhaps the Crown Prince of Tu Country is her destined one. Besides, if Qin Yiyao was unwilling, the marriage might not go smoothly.

In Mu Qingge’s impression, although Qin Yiyao wouldn’t use drastic means to oppose everything arranged for her, she had her own methods. If she was unwilling, the marriage might end up being just a nominal agreement.