In the Chang Le Gong Zhu's mansion, Mu Qing Ge waited until the sky was slightly dark, but there was still no movement in the house.

  "Little Song, the princess's medicinal effects have worn off and she has fallen asleep." Suddenly, a certain demon's voice intruded into Mu Qing Ge's mind without warning.

  This almost choked Mu Qingge to death with a mouthful of tea.

  "Cough cough cough......" Scared me half to death! Can't you not scare people like that?!

  Her breathing gradually calmed down, Mu Qingge's face was dark as she stood up from the rocking chair and turned to look at the room behind her. She didn't doubt Mr. Yao's words.

  Even if he didn't say it, judging by the time, the effect of the medicine should have worn off.

  So she didn't need to stay anymore.

  With a flourish, he flicked off the nonexistent dust from his long robe, Mu Qingge turned to leave with a swish of her sleeve, her raven hair dancing in the wind.

  As soon as she walked out of the Chang Le Princess Mansion, Mu Qing Ge's eyes reflected the scenery outside the mansion and suddenly turned black. In the blink of an eye, her line of sight in front of her was restored again.

  But it's no longer the scenery from just now.

  She was no longer standing on the street outside the princess's mansion, but standing in a fairyland.

  All around, the immortal aura is faint and distant, white mist like silk threads.

  Around her were pear trees as white as jade, the pear blossoms on the trees were like snow and seemed to be wrapped in a layer of silver frost, so beautiful that one couldn't help but stare.

  Mo Qing wore a stunning red dress, standing among the pear trees, her beauty was like a drop of blood falling from the sky, exuding a fatal temptation.

  She looked around and saw only rows of pear trees stretching endlessly. In the distance, the sky was shrouded in white mist, hiding even more distant scenery.

  Suddenly, the pear tree in front of her automatically slid open to both sides, revealing a straight path.

  Mo Qingge raised an eyebrow and stepped into it with a calm expression.

  As soon as she walked in, the pear trees behind her automatically closed together, as if nothing had happened.

  The further in they walked, the more crystal clear and snowy white the pear trees on both sides became, and a faint fragrance wafted over. Mu Qingge followed the path as it wound its way along, with the gentle sound of running water faintly audible beside her ear.

  As soon as she heard the music, her feet moved lightly and didn't stop for a moment.

  At last, the end of the road appeared.

  Mochizuki saw a pond surrounded by pear trees.

  The surface of the pool was shrouded in layers of white mist, with tiny bubbles rising from the water. A man's back was turned to her, his black hair wet and floating on the water's surface, swirling around him with a hint of mystery. The pool water rippled with gentle waves, barely covering his tight waist muscles. His slender yet robust physique, broad and compact shoulders, every line and curve seemed like a masterpiece from heaven. Droplets of water slid down his perfect body, outlining his beautiful waistline, each spot exuding a fatal allure!

  Mochida was left staring in awe, her eyes wide with wonder. The intense masculine pheromones emanating from his body seemed to have an unusual effect on her, as if something suspicious had slipped out of the corner of her mouth.

  She swore to the party and the people that when she walked in along the road, she never thought there would be such a beautiful scene waiting for her.

  Suddenly, the water in the pool rippled and layered with concentric circles. The man, who had his back to her, turned around elegantly, revealing a resolute and refined face that was as if carved out of marble, with eyebrows, eyes, and red lips that were so perfectly proportioned that it made one involuntarily gasp in admiration, and it would be hard to find another person on earth who could rival him.

  His lips, with a tempting red, not strong, but seductive.

  The pear blossoms around, as crystal clear as jade, seem to have lost their luster in contrast to these lips.

  In the depths of his eyes, a dreamy haze, as if shrouded in an amber glow, exuding a strange and alluring light that wove danger and temptation together.

  It wasn't the first time Mu Qing had seen Mr. Yao's demonic appearance, but he had never been as shocked as he was at this moment.

  Perhaps it was their previous encounters that left a deeper impression on her of his terrifying strength.

  "Enough sightseeing?" Mu Qing's bewildered expression finally lifted the awkward mood that had been plaguing Si Mo for a long time.

  In the past, if another woman dared to look at him like that, she would have been crushed by him long ago. But now, being looked at by Mu Qingge in this way, he couldn't muster up any murderous intent, and instead felt a little pleased with himself, enjoying the sight of Xiao Ge being stunned by him.

  It seems his temper has improved a lot compared to before.

  The corners of Si Mo's mouth rose slightly.

  Unfortunately, Gu Ya and Gu Ye had already been sent away and were no longer here. If they knew what their Holy Master was thinking, they would definitely cover their faces with their sleeves in despair and say: "Master, it's not that your temper has improved, but the people are different! Otherwise, try replacing them with someone else, I guarantee you'll be able to bully them into a pulp in no time."

  Rich as wine fragrance, with a magnetic voice, calling out Mu Qing's rationality.

  She blinked, without any embarrassment: "You brought me here, isn't it for me to see? You're so generous, how can I refuse?" As she spoke, the shock and amazement in her eyes gradually faded away, returning to calmness.

  When she finished speaking, she looked around.

  By the side of the hot spring pool, a low table and cushions were arranged. On the table, several plates of fresh fruit and a jade-colored wine jug were also placed.

  Without thinking, she walked over and sat down with a flourish. She picked up the wine jug, tilted her head back and took a sip, her eyes narrowing in rapture: "This is really good wine! Beautiful scenery, beautiful people, beautiful wine - not bad, not bad!"

  That languid and charming appearance is just like a young man flirting with a beautiful maiden under the flowers...

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