Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 795: Chapter 230: Your Majesty, the Princess Framed Me! (Third Update)

This...

How can a woman be allowed to sit upon the throne?

The ministers of the Desolate Hall were all shocked.

’Could it be that the King’s favor for the Princess has reached such an extent?’

Even Ji Fu, Ling Jiu, Qing Ze, and Qing Yan widened their eyes in disbelief as they looked at their King. Even if they were mentally prepared, they couldn’t imagine the Princess held such a high position in the King’s heart.

What does this signify?

In the entire Taixuan Ancient Palace, the Princess stands as an equal to the King!

Her words, her decisions, they all represent the King.

Su Sheng, She Yin, Su Yan, and Shu Quan looked increasingly grim. Coldness arose in their hearts, and whether it was their previous actions or their difficulties directed at the Princess, it was probably enough to warrant their deaths thousands of times over.

Su Sheng closed his eyes in despair, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart shattered to dust.

He was not alone; the other three felt the same.

Their King...

A shiver ran through them, for their King was practically the embodiment of slaughter.

Even able to ruthlessly kill his own kin, how could he possibly spare those with traitorous hearts like them?

No!

They harbored no traitorous thoughts; they were loyal only to the King, not his offspring!

Struggle flickered in their eyes but eventually vanished.

At this point, arguing or pleading was meaningless.

Mu Qingge was pulled close to sit beside Si Mo by him holding her hand. The throne of the Taixuan Ancient Palace was wide and large, spacious enough for both to sit comfortably without feeling cramped.

In truth, this throne was not easy to sit upon.

Mu Qingge noticed that the throne’s surroundings were covered with thorns, easily pricking with any slight misstep. Ferocious beast heads, bound with thorns, roared menacingly, exuding an aura.

”Everyone thinks this seat is easy, but only those who truly sit upon it understand what it represents.” Si Mo softly remarked.

His words seemed directed at Mu Qingge, yet also sounded like he was talking to himself.

Mu Qingge looked up at him in silence.

The man’s sharp features and handsome visage at this moment exuded a faint sense of detachment and coldness. Naturally, this detachment and coldness were not directed at her, but at those below, at the Taixuan Ancient Palace, and even the Taixuan Demon Realm.

”Su Sheng, She Yin, Su Yan, Shu Quan.” Si Mo suddenly spoke.

His voice bore a few degrees colder than usual.

Yet, the four whose names were called felt as if they had fallen into an icy chasm, their bodies exuding an aura of death, as they stepped forward from the hall and lined up to kneel before the two.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow inadvertently; it seemed both surprising and expected that Si Mo commanded such a high level of authority among the demons of the realm.

These four, previously so arrogant before her, now dared not even breathe before Si Mo.

Before accusations had even been laid, they seemed to have already guessed their fate today.

”If you wish to die, I can personally fulfill that wish.” Si Mo stated coldly.

The amber gaze in his eyes, cold and harsh, carried a brutal and fierce glare that fell upon the four.

This sentence made the four feel as though their bones were cracking, ready to splinter at any moment.

”Your Majesty! We are guilty beyond redemption!”

”Your Majesty! We are guilty beyond redemption!”

”Your Majesty! We are guilty beyond redemption!”

”Your Majesty! We are guilty beyond redemption!”

Lacking the courage to resist in Si Mo’s presence, they could only admit guilt, hoping for a swift death.

”Indeed, you deserve to die.” Si Mo said slowly, unperturbed by the four’s confession.

This utterance left their hearts barren because it was the King’s decision, irrevocable.

”Wait a moment.”

Suddenly, a female voice intervened.

The sound, not unfamiliar to them.

Yet, everyone in the hall was startled by the sudden voice, turning their heads to look at Mu Qingge sitting beside Si Mo.

”Not good!” Qing Ze thought with a start, whispering.

His words caused the other three to also frown, hints of concern mixed in their gazes directed at Mu Qingge.

”How dare the Princess publicly oppose the King’s decision? Hasn’t she noticed we’re all staying silent?” Ling Jiu frowned.

Ji Fu also remarked, ”Perhaps our Princess has yet to grasp the King’s character.”

”Gu Ya and Gu Ye accompany her daily, yet don’t remind her!” Qing Yan said coldly.

At that moment, these four were actually worried about Mu Qingge’s safety. They completely forgot how initially, when Mu Qingge arrived at the Taixuan Ancient Palace, they harbored disdain and disrespect.

While they were concerned, the four of Su Sheng were surprised.

They didn’t know why Mu Qingge suddenly spoke up. Was she afraid the King wouldn’t be harsh enough and wanted to further crush them?

A sharp glint flashed in the depths of their eyes.

’Women, indeed, are schemers at heart!’ they thought.

In the Desolate Hall, because of Mu Qingge’s voice, everyone’s thoughts churned. Each person, silently anxious, held their breath, not daring to speak.

They feared the Princess’s recklessness might implicate them.

And feared the King, in a fit of rage, might kill all present... After all, such an event wasn’t outside his past actions.

The Desolate Hall was still, so quiet that the drop of a pin could be heard.

Si Mo turned his gaze toward Mu Qingge.

In those amber eyes, there was no fury as others imagined but calmness. Yet, intertwined within that calm was a hint of inquiry.

He seemed to wordlessly ask Mu Qingge why she had suddenly stopped things.

Mu Qingge wasn’t bothered by the others’ reactions; she simply looked at Si Mo, clasping his large hand, and softly began, ”Though they harbored improper thoughts while you were away, they didn’t commit major wrongdoings. In this recent invasion by the Alien Race, they indeed made significant contributions. Why not offset their crimes with merit and spare their lives?” Her intention wasn’t to sympathize with the four but because Si Mo would soon leave with her. At such a time, killing four Great Feudal Lords in succession would definitely destabilize the morale of the demon realm. Without Si Mo holding the fort, chaos would ensue, and how would he peacefully recover? Everything was for Si Mo.

So, these four people could not die yet!

Mu Qingge glanced lightly, her gaze resting on the four kneeling in the hall.

Though her voice was not loud, the silence of the Desolate Hall made it distinctly audible.

Upon hearing her words, the initial astonishment of Su Sheng’s group quickly turned to fear. They cast looks of hatred at Mu Qingge.

Perhaps, originally they were simply destined to die, but now because of her plea, they will endure even more torture before death.

How many times has it been?

Those ministers who dared to plot rebellion, before being executed, if anyone pleaded for them, their end would only be more tragic.

This woman, does she think they’re not dying enough? Does she want to torture them even more?

Others too fell silent at this moment, trying hard to lower their sense of presence, though their hearts were suspended high. They were not worried about the fate of the four, but whether they themselves would be implicated today.

”This is a disaster...” Ling Jiu muttered.

Just when everyone thought Si Mo would fly into a rage, he spoke.

Yet, the words he spoke caused everyone’s jaws to drop to the ground.

”Does little Ge’er not wish for them to die?”

Damn!

Smash!

Is this really their king?

Although the tone wasn’t very gentle, this attitude was simply...

The assembly of ministers in the hall looked at the two on the throne in shock, too stunned to form a coherent thought.

Even those considered Si Mo’s confidants stared in disbelief at this scene.

Hope stirred in Su Sheng and the other three’s hearts, a glimmer spreading from deep within.

Could it be...

Si Mo’s inquiry made everyone hold their breath, awaiting Mu Qingge’s reply.

Under the expectant eyes of all, she nodded.

This nod made everyone in the hall gasp with their breath caught in their throats.

In the Desolate Hall, silence reigned.

The ministers grew tense, awaiting Si Mo’s response.

Time passed slowly, and unlike the anxiety of others, Mu Qingge felt a calm within.

Si Mo kept his gaze fixed on her, very seriously. After a long while, he finally spoke slowly: ”Alright, as you wish.”

Ah!

The demons in the Desolate Hall nearly had their eyes fall out of their sockets. Their king... actually compromised!?

This was simply an unbelievable event!

Suddenly, they realized a critical issue, that this princess could indeed influence the king’s thoughts, could easily change his decisions.

What they dared not to do, or could not do, the princess resolved with just a word?

Without the slightest difficulty?

Su Sheng and the other three were stunned... from despair to hope, from shock to joy... those fluctuating emotions continuously impacted their bodies.

Si Mo turned his eyes over, those amber-colored eyes still showing no emotion, and said blandly, ”Since the princess doesn’t wish for you to die, you shall live for now. Though spared from death, no living punishment will be avoided.”

Upon hearing this, endless gratitude surfaced in the eyes of Su Sheng and the other three.

Their previous hatred towards Mu Qingge transformed into gratitude. They knew they owed the princess a life!

”Rest assured, Your Majesty, we know what to do!” Su Sheng’s voice regained vigor.

He raised his hand, with Demon Spiritual Power entwined in his palm.

With a fierce expression, his palm struck the death acupoint on his chest.

Instantly, cracks appeared on his demon body, as though his entire being would shatter. Moments later, he returned to normal, but then another moment later, the cracking began anew.

Again and again, it repeated like this.

That continuous pain of bodily tearing was relentless.

He took the lead, and the other three also followed suit.

The expressions of others remained calm, but Mu Qingge looked at Si Mo in surprise.

Si Mo explained, ”This is a self-punishing technique. Once initiated, it must be maintained for half a year, enduring the pain of bodily tearing every moment of every day, yet it won’t affect their ability to do other things.”

”...” Mu Qingge was shocked. The Demon Clan actually had such a method.

The four automatically accepted their penalty, using such a ruthless technique to punish themselves, bringing this matter to a close.

Actually, Mu Qingge understood in her heart that if she hadn’t stopped it, Taixuan Ancient Palace might have been plunged into a bloody storm. But Si Mo didn’t have time to be entangled here any longer, and neither did she. She must quickly take Si Mo away, head to the East Continent Alchemy Academy, rapidly upgrade her Alchemy skills, and then solve the issues on Si Mo’s body.

’This matter is settled, but there’s one more person...’ Mu Qingge thought to herself.

”By the way.” Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows at Si Mo and smiled brightly, ”While you were away, I dealt with someone. However, due to her special identity, I can’t make a decision as king for you on whether she should live or die, it’s up to you to decide.”

Her words caused Si Mo’s brow to furrow.

Without a moment of hesitation, he said, ”However Qingge wishes to handle it is fine, there’s no need to ask me.”

Indulgence! Absolute indulgence!

Is this really their king?

Indeed... beauty is a curse, beauty is a curse!

The demons in the Desolate Hall, upon hearing the conversation between their king and the princess, couldn’t help but feel a sense of desolation.

Naturally, they also knew who Mu Qingge was referring to.

Suddenly, the demons felt a ’sympathy’ for Yan Ya. Alas, offending anyone but the princess is forbidden!

When women hold grudges, they can be terribly frightening!

”No, it’s better if you handle it.” Mu Qingge smiled charmingly, looking so approachable.

Her demeanor made Si Mo’s brow twitch slightly.

For some reason, seeing Qingge with this expression gave him a feeling of fear.

Fear? How could he be afraid!

He had never experienced fear, so why would he feel it now? Si Mo pondered carefully and gradually understood that he feared Mu Qingge’s current smile because it seemed to contain some inexplicable meaning.

”Someone, bring Yan Ya here.” Mu Qingge instructed.

Outside the hall, demon guards immediately went to carry out her orders.

”Yan Ya?” Si Mo questioned.

Mu Qingge looked at him, noticing the expression in his eyes, as if he didn’t even remember who Yan Ya was, and her subtle discomfort eased slightly.

On the palace path of Taixuan Ancient Palace, Yan Ya’s maid knelt there, attempting to see Si Mo.

Yet, no one was willing to attend to her.

At that moment, she saw a group of demon guards pass by her quickly. Before long, they returned with someone—their former mistress, the former Vassal Lord Yan Ya!