Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

It seems that this is not a reception banquet, but a wedding invitation conference. And the beautiful girl who made them want to grab it was Mr. Yokai.

Uh! Mu Qingge was taken aback by his own thoughts.

Although this is impossible, her instinct told her that this guess is very close to the truth.

As Mu Qingge's eyes flashed, suddenly, a goose-yellow broke into it. She was taken aback and quickly locked the person.

'It's him! When he saw the handsome and white face of the man clearly, Mu Qingge whispered in his heart.

The bright goose-yellow color, when worn on his body, has a refined taste. The beauty is picturesque, but he is disturbed by the paleness of different ordinary people, making one dare not approach him for fear of accidentally crushing him.

It seems that within six feet of his body, he refused to accept any approach.

There was such a palace banquet, but his long hair was not tied at all, allowing his hair to move with the wind. He sat on the seat, tasting the wine quietly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

How could he appear here? Who is he?

Mu Qingge asked himself in his heart.

But in recruiting, he met a pair of black and white, calm and unwavering eyes. Suddenly, everything around was quiet, and in the entire world, it seemed that only himself and the master of those eyes existed.

It's cold!

Mu Qingge tried his best to withdraw his soul, so that the surrounding noises appeared again. The lost temperature also seemed to gradually rise. She pursed her lips and said nothing, still looking at the person.

‘What kind of environment, what kind of experience, will make a person’s eyes cold. It seemed that he had imprisoned himself in an ice castle and refused the heat to approach. ’

"Aunt, who is that person?" Mu Qingge leaned against Mu Lianrong, and asked in a low voice.

Mu Lianrong raised her eyes, followed Mu Qingge's eyes, and took it back with only one glance, and explained in a low voice: "He is a virtuous king. He was born and killed his mother and concubine, and he was also very weak. He has always lived deeply. In simple terms, you are not loved by the emperor. No wonder you don't know him. I am afraid that even the people in the palace may not know him."

Good king? The one who kills mother? Weak and sick body?

Mu Lianrong's explanation seemed to fit his cold aura. Perhaps, that kind of coldness is the despair of having no hope in the world, and living by the side?

Mu Qingge pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and stopped paying attention to him.

Since it has nothing to do with her, she naturally won't spend more energy. At this moment, what she cared more about was the information unintentionally revealed from Mu Lianrong's words.

That is, Mu's intelligence network.

A prince who couldn't even know the people in the palace, Mu Lianrong could only determine his identity with a glance. There is only one explanation except that they are familiar with each other. That is, only when Mulianrong has mastered the detailed information of the virtuous king can he distinguish him at a glance.

Intelligence network, this is a good thing! Infinite value!

Mu Qingge smashed, smashed his mouth, a little coveted. However, she also knew that now she was a dude and could not access this secret belonging to the Mu family at all.

It's not distrust, but fear that the more she knows, the easier it is to be used by others.

At this time, a group of people came in a crowd.

Their arrival also made the banquet that has not yet started suddenly quiet, and everyone got up.

Mu Qingge stood up with Mu Xiong, and at a glance he saw a few acquaintances in the crowd. Qin Jinhao, Qin Yiyao, Queen Mother, Jiang Guifei...

And the middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe walking in the front, although she didn't know him, she also guessed his identity.

I'm afraid, this is the Emperor Qin who played with her that day.

It looks good, heroic and mighty. However, his eyes were full of calculations, which made Mu Qingge unhappy. And beside him, there were two beautiful women standing next to each other. Wearing a phoenix crown, dignified temperament, and noble posture should be the emperor's original match, the queen of Qin. And another white brocade robe, embroidered with purple flowers, beautiful features and beautiful, gentle as water, looking at her dress, she should be a concubine of the emperor.

There was a person behind the queen, who looked a bit similar to Qin Jinhao, but looked more like a queen. It's just the faint arrogance in his eyes, destroying the atmosphere of the queen's inheritance. He wore a yellow brocade robe that was lighter than the imperial robe, and the crown on his head symbolized his identity.

This time, without Mu Lianrong's explanation, Mu Qingge could also guess that this man was also the emperor's son, and he was also the prince from the queen.

‘Tsk tsk, it’s really different from other people. They were all sons of the emperor, but the virtuous king was left in the corner as if forgotten. Mu Qingge sighed in his heart. But it didn't give birth to any thoughts of injustice.

Among the people who came, she did not see the little princess she had seen in the afternoon. After thinking about it, she understood that in the royal family, underage teenagers could not come to such a banquet. Or perhaps, their foresighted Emperor, his majesty, have other plans in mind?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Mu Qingge stood quietly beside Mu Xiong.

It's just that the emperor, who was overdue, didn't take his seat, but led his officials to stand in place, seeming to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rang in the dim sky.

Everyone raised their heads, and what caught their eyes were the powerful and powerful dragons and leopards, pulling the black and heavy carriages...