Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 773: Chapter 208: Eat Up, Don’t Waste Food (Second Update)

Getting what she wanted, a faint smile curved Mu Qingge’s lips. She raised the wine glass in front of her table and saluted from afar, her smile blossoming like a flower, as she said to everyone: ”From now on, I will have to rely on you all. During the days when the Monarch is absent, we must all perform our duties well. Each heart can hold only so much; focus on your tasks. Set aside things you shouldn’t do or think about for now. Trying to juggle too many things can lead to trouble.”

After speaking, she raised her hand gracefully, drinking the wine in the cup to the last drop.

’Tsk tsk~! The wine of the Demon Realm isn’t all that good!’ Mu Qingge pouted, feeling very disgruntled.

’So dashing!’

”The Princess is so dashing!”

Unbeknownst to her, her suave and generous action had tugged at the heartstrings of the Dancing Girls.

After all, they were the only ones in the hall who could clearly see Mu Qingge’s appearance. Even Gu Ye and Gu Ya, standing on her left and right, couldn’t see her from the front.

The underlying message in Mu Qingge’s words made those present ponder deeply.

They wished to retort but didn’t know how. Because, on the surface, the Princess seemed only to remind them to work diligently and stay focused.

With no other choice, they held their own wine glasses and drank their wine down.

Yet, they tasted nothing.

With a clear gaze, Mu Qingge surveyed the surroundings, a cold smile in her heart.

She had reprimanded enough. She had made her stance clear. At least for now, everyone had to keep a low profile and conduct themselves with caution. They wouldn’t dare openly covet the Demon Realm anymore.

Mu Qingge sighed inwardly, realizing the Demon Realm’s situation had temporarily stabilized.

If Si Mo returns promptly, there wouldn’t be any trouble. But if he continues to be missing and can’t be found, in a year or two, where would she find a Crown Prince for the Demon Realm? By then, she might struggle to control the situation.

It had only been two days since she entered the Demon Realm, yet all the successive tests and suppressions had been resolved by her one by one. However, her heart remained tense because she hadn’t received any news about Si Mo.

Mu Qingge’s gaze grew dim as she repeatedly asked in her heart, ’Ah Mo, where on earth did you go? Why haven’t you come back? What happened to you?’

Suddenly, feeling a pang of sorrow, Mu Qingge picked up her wine glass and silently drank the bitter brew.

When sorrow enters, it deepens the melancholy.

This Demon Realm wine, though consumed, tasted like nothing to her, her thoughts drifting elsewhere.

The banquet hall lapsed into silence.

With Mu Qingge’s overwhelming presence earlier, at this moment, whether they submitted outwardly or from the heart, everyone could only sit quietly.

After a short while, Mu Qingge pulled herself from her thoughts and noticed the unusual quietness in the banquet.

She lifted her beautiful, autumn-splendor eyes, gazed past the curtains to the faint silhouettes, and suddenly laughed, saying: ”Since the fine wine and good dishes are prepared, everyone shouldn’t waste them. Eat, drink, and have fun to your heart’s content.”

What the heck!

Upon hearing Mu Qingge’s words, twenty-something people nearly spat blood.

Who was it just now that said, with the Monarch missing, they shouldn’t only focus on eating and drinking but worry about the Monarch?

And now, she’s saying to eat, drink, and be merry.

Realizing herself that her words were somewhat inappropriate, Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched as she found a good excuse for herself. ”This Princess adheres to the principle of not wasting.”

”Pfft!” Ling Jiu couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

And Ji Fu, Qing Yan, and Qing Ze all had faint smiles in their eyes.

This Princess...

They liked her!

No matter how others thought at that moment, Mu Qingge raised her eyes to look at the Dancing Girls, who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time, and said: ”Come in now, show your best dance skills so the esteemed guests can appreciate it.”

Finally, it was their turn to take the stage. The Dancing Girls felt delighted in their hearts and swayed their charming waists as they entered the hall.

However, those ministers blocked by the curtains felt utterly frustrated.

’Bah! Appreciate? How to appreciate, except for blurry shadows, they couldn’t see a thing!’

Though frustrated, having experienced the sharp tongue of the Princess, the people didn’t dare say anything and could only drink their dull wine, listening to the palace music.

In the entire grand hall, only Mu Qingge, along with Gu Ya and Gu Ye, could see the dance performance of the Dancing Girls clearly.

The Dancing Girls, draped in black veils, moved gracefully, seductively and alluringly, with their delicate skin showing faintly under the veils, captivating the soul. Their hair was pinned high with gold ornaments, a sinister, blood-red petal between their brows, enhancing their captivating allure.

Mu Qingge enjoyed the Demon Realm’s songs and dances with relish, trying hard to draw out the worry she had for Si Mo.

Her attention made the Dancing Girls move with even more enthusiasm, their enticing eyes frequently glancing toward her.

Gu Ya and Gu Ye exchanged a glance, feeling somewhat speechless.

’Are these women’s eyes cramping? Why is everyone looking towards the Princess?’ Gu Ya transmitted the thought to Gu Ye.

Gu Ye’s mouth twitched sharply, silently sending a thought back, ’What do you think of the Princess’s charm?’

Gu Ya’s eyes widened, replying: ’Nonsense! If her charm wasn’t enough, would Your Majesty have fallen head over heels, unable to be pulled back?’

”Then what’s there to be surprised about?” Gu Ye rolled his eyes at him.

Gu Ya was stunned, realizing the situation, but couldn’t believe it, ’But these people are women! Women!’

’What about women? Have you forgotten the Princess of Qin Country?’ Gu Ye gave him a light glance, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

”...” Gu Ya was speechless. Eventually, he could only stammer, ’But back then, the young Lord was dressed as a man. Now, she’s back in women’s attire and is even a Princess. Are these Dancing Girls getting so bold as to dare to flirt with someone else’s woman?’

Gu Ye calmly said, ’It can only be said that the young Lord is extraordinarily charming, attracting admiration regardless of being man or woman.’

Gu Ya looked at him in horror, after a while, he took a deep breath, and transmitted, ’I suddenly feel a bit sorry for Your Majesty.’

Gu Ye agreed deeply, ’Yes! Not only must he guard against the coveting of men, but also against the desires of women. Poor Your Majesty!’

The two silently exchanged looks and withdrew their gazes.

The seductive gazes of the Demon Palace’s Dancing Girls were completely unnoticed by Mu Qingge. She was originally focused on watching the graceful dance, but her thoughts gradually drifted away, remembering Si Mo...

Meanwhile, at the Ancient Insect Abyss, separated by thousands of miles from the Great Wilderness Palace, a group of people was slowly walking by a marsh, one among them dragging a makeshift stretcher woven with vines.

On this stretcher lay a tall figure, completely wrapped in mud, making it impossible to discern the appearance.

He lay quietly, devoid of any signs of life, as if dead.

At his waist, where it was covered by mud, occasionally, a dim golden light would flicker.

”Is he already dead? If he’s dead, all this effort bringing a dead man to the tribe, when the leader finds out, we’ll be scolded to death.” The man dragging the stretcher put down the vine from his shoulder, asking the leading woman with some trepidation.

The woman was tall, curvy, exuding youthful vibrancy, with features that were both bright and captivating, carrying an innate wildness.

Hearing the man’s words, she turned her head, and her bright features caught the man’s gaze, leaving him momentarily stunned.

She frowned slightly and said to him, ”How could he be dead? I’ve already checked, he still has a pulse; it’s just a little weak.”

”But, we don’t know who he is; bringing him back to the tribe like this isn’t proper, is it? What if he’s a bad person?” The man argued.

The girl’s gaze fell on the mud-covered person, confidently stating, ”I have a feeling he’s not a bad person!”

”A feeling? Can you really trust a feeling?” the man grumbled.

Seeing the girl glaring at him, he quickly begged for mercy, ”Okay, okay, your feelings are always accurate, alright?”

The girl finally satisfied, tilted her chin, instructing the man, ”Let’s move quickly, we must return and let my grandfather heal him. If we delay any longer, he might really die.”

The man nodded, resignedly reattaching the vine to his shoulder, dragging the figure behind him, step by step.

As he passed by the girl, she did not move but tilted her head, watching the lifeless person lying there, her eyes curved like crescents, quietly murmuring in curiosity, ”What kind of face might be beneath that mud?”

...

The music soared, and the dance was enchanting.

In Taixuan Ancient Palace, the banquet continued, yet it was not as lively as imagined.

Mu Qingge toyed with an empty wine cup, her eyes half-closed, her thoughts unknown. Yet, her lazy and wickedly charming demeanor made it hard for anyone to look away.

The performing Dancing Girls in the hall, with their eyes glistening, were filled with endless tenderness and admiration.

Witnessing the prowess of this new Princess with their own eyes, the hearts of these young women couldn’t help but be filled with admiration and reverence.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten that sitting in the main seat, seemingly like a monarch, was also a woman like them—and moreover, the woman of the Monarch! They only wished to draw her gaze with all their heart.

Gu Ya and Gu Ye gave a bitter smile in their hearts, Mu Qingge’s allure truly exceeded their imagination.

Suddenly, they felt very fortunate that Mu Qingge had previously had all the veils set up, obstructing the sight of the men in the hall. Otherwise, if a few more men enamored by the Princess appeared, when the Monarch returned, they might as well slit their own throats to apologize.

A banquet where everyone tastelessly awaited its end.

Suddenly, a Demon Guard arrived swiftly, barging directly into the hall, dismissing the Dancing Girls who were diligently performing, and knelt before Mu Qingge.

In Mu Qingge’s half-closed eyes, a light flickered as she couldn’t help but lean forward.

She fixed her gaze on the kneeling Demon Guard, her heart suddenly racing, ’Could it be, there’s finally news of Si Mo?’