Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

It has been two days since I came back from the forest.

In the past two days, Mu Qingge did not practice cultivation, but carefully understood the extra memory in her brain.

Alchemist, this is a respectable and desirable profession.

Because the requirements for becoming an alchemist are too high, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is one in ten thousand. On this journey, it is even rarer to be able to become a master level, a master level person.

Moreover, being able to become an alchemist means that you can have and establish a powerful network.

For countless strong people, getting to know an alchemist may be able to exchange a life-saving medicinal pill from him, or a broken-order medicinal pill, which is hard to find.

If they want to make the alchemist owe him a favor, it is more than what they want.

As far as Mu Qingge knew, in the Qin state, the total number of alchemists was probably very few. Moreover, the level is not particularly high.

That day, the pill that Mu Xiong took out to save her life was not something that an alchemist of the Qin state could make. That pill was a gift from Mu Xiong when he was young, wandering outside, and when he passed through Yu country, he accidentally rescued a person. Although Mu Xiong didn't ask at the time, he could tell that he was a high-level alchemist.

However, Mu Xiong also has his own arrogance. He disdains to accept grace, and since the other party is unwilling to reveal his true identity, he is too lazy to ask. Just as the other party wished, he took the pill and left.

That medicinal pill was also treasured by him for a lifetime, and finally used on Mu Qingge.

But now, Mu Qingge got an inheritance from the Alchemy God. She didn't know what kind of existence the Alchemy God was among the alchemists, but she was sure that it was absolutely awesome.

Otherwise, how many dare to call God?

Moreover, the inheritance and the huge amount of information made her tidy up for two days and two nights without finishing it, even less than one-tenth of it.

Fortunately, the patterns and uses of those medicines were as imprinted in Mu Qingge's mind, otherwise, just memorizing these millions of medicinal materials would kill her.

The inheritance of the Pill God was engraved in her mind. Now, all she has to do is organize, understand, and integrate it.

Hey~! Huayue—! Huayue—! Mu Qingge rubbed her slightly swollen temple and shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a pink figure coming gracefully like a butterfly. Soon, Hua Yue's charming little face appeared in Mu Qingge's sight.

Little Sir, Huayue is here. What are your orders? Huayue looked down at the red-clothed boy lying on the reclining chair in the courtyard, her eyes glittering like silk, but without the slightest frivolity.

Mu Qingge raised his eyelids lazily, and said as if his whole body was cartilage: My lord has a shoulder pain and a headache.

Hua Yue 'puchi' smiled, and with a movement of her waist, she walked behind Mu Qingge. His hands naturally fell on her head and pressed gently for her.

Mu Qingge closed her eyes, enjoying it. What about You He?

You He has gone to prepare food for the young gentleman. Hua Yue replied softly while massaging Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge gave a soft 'um' in her nose, and stopped talking, as if she had fallen asleep.

In Chiyun Garden, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

The hibiscus flowers in the courtyard swayed in the wind, and the pale pink petals slowly fell as the wind hovered in the air. Amidst the sky, a red-clothed boy lay lazily on a rocking chair and slept soundly. Behind him, a beautiful maid was rubbing his shoulders.

When Qin Yiyao came in with Mu Lianrong, this was what he saw.

The blazing redness in the courtyard seemed to outweigh the scorching sun in the sky. On the beautiful facial features, although there are still some youthful youth, there is an indescribable indifference. In particular, the arc of the corners of his mouth is arrogant, as if he doesn't take everything in the world into his eyes.

Maybe it was because the picture was so beautiful that Qin Yiyao lost it for a while and forgot his purpose.

Mu Lianrong, who accompanied her in, was also shocked by the scene in front of her. Heart and mind: The stinky boy looks too evil. In a few years, I don't know how many girls will be harmed.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that Princess Changle, the granddaughter-in-law of Mu's family who had not been through the door, was also stunned at the same time.

Mu Lianrong couldn't help but feel proud again, feeling that her nephew was really good!

Cough, princess? Mu Lianrong couldn't help but evoke a happy smile, awakening Qin Yiyao.

Qin Yiyao, whose thoughts were pulled back, looked at Mu Lianrong with ambiguous eyes, and her fair and clear cheeks couldn't help but turn red. However, in an instant, it returned to normal, as always calm and proud.

Seeing that Princess Changle was back to normal, Mu Lianrong didn't continue joking.

Instead, he strode towards Mu Qingge, without any self-consciousness about disturbing his dreams: Stinky boy, I'm sleeping here in the daytime. Wake up and see who's coming to see you.

This is a bit ambiguous.

The color of Qin Yiyao's eyes changed, but in the end it became calm.

She kept saying to herself in her heart that she came to Mu Mansion today, but she came here to deliver a letter under the imperial grandmother's decree.

The dream was disturbed, and Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes a little unhappy.

When she opened her eyes, Mu Lianrong's smiling face was reflected in her clear eyes. The latter was taken aback by her glance. Those clear and clear eyes, how could it look like he just woke up?

Auntie. Mu Qingge got up and smiled lightly at Mu Lianrong.

At this moment, she passed over Mu Lianrong's shoulder and saw the figure standing beside the courtyard gate.

Born with royal nobility, she is young, but she has a gorgeous appearance, and the sky blue skirt makes her even more lonely.

With a twinkle in his eyes, Mu Qingge said casually, The princess is here too.

Mu Lianrong stepped aside and let the two young people talk by themselves.

Now that Mu Qingge has discovered herself, Qin Yiyao is not pretentious, she slowly takes two steps forward, and says directly, The imperial grandmother sent me here to invite you to the palace for tonight's palace banquet.

Palace banquet? Why should she participate? Mu Qingge looked at Mu Lianrong in confusion.

Mu Lianrong immediately understood the doubts in her heart, and smiled: My grandfather and I will also go.

That being the case, why did Princess Changle make this special trip? Mu Qingge's eyes fell on Qin Yiyao, and she suddenly understood the Queen Mother's intentions of her old man.

It seems that this old lady is creating opportunities for them to cultivate feelings all the time!

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In short, the old lady's mind is probably about to fail.