The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1255 - 1335: Young Master Qinghe

"Moreover, I stand with invincible power now. The choice to fight or not fight is mine. Even if there is to be a truce, if any demands are to be made to end this struggle, it should be my decision. You, Miao Qing, have no choice but to accept, with no right to refuse." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"In other words, now between the two of us, I am the king, and you are the bandit. The saying goes, ’Victors become kings, losers become bandits.’ You can only be at my mercy like fish on a chopping board; you have no qualification to negotiate with me."

Miao Qing’s expression slowly cracked; what was initially a sure thing, now seems... Hmm? It seems Dong Baowei is quite right.

She has neither leverage nor qualification. The urgent matter now is how to save her own life. But this is quite embarrassing. She originally was confident of victory, coming in aggressively, like a cat playing with a mouse, without considering Dong Baowei at all.

Even upon realizing Dong Baowei seemed to have mastered the Poison Gu Art, she didn’t pay much attention. Is this the tragic flaw of geniuses? Born as a prodigy, growing up sailing smoothly, the only ’trouble’ in life was using Marshal Baowei as a Gu Slave back in the day, when that mad Ninth Princess nearly wiped her out. Although she survived, her chickens were cooked...

Miao Qing calmly contemplated, "Well, let me show my sincerity first." She waved her hand, initially intending to call back the chick, but the big butterfly held the chick firmly, causing the chick to cluck helplessly.

Miao Qing hesitated, then gave up. "I recall you are loyal to Ji Xiaojiu; her madness was caused by Lao Ba. Years ago, Lao Ba asked me for a Gu, and I can help lift this Gu from her."

Dong Huiying smiled, "You think too highly of yourself; do you believe you’re the only one who can break those Gu? Let’s recall, you once planted a Devouring God Gu in me, and though it was difficult, didn’t I eventually remove it? But I do thank you nonetheless, for at least through your words, I know now where the Ninth Princess’s madness originated, saving me some trouble in dealing with it."

Miao Qing stiffened again; evidently, this didn’t persuade her...

She recalled a secret from the capital.

"Well, what about Qinghe?"

Dong Huiying frowned slightly, and the men around her immediately looked grim and menacing.

Qinghe, this name is truly well-known.

"You shut up!!" Yun Ge suddenly shouted, evidently unwilling for Miao Qing to mention Qinghe.

But Miao Qing proceeded as she pleased, "Qinghe was originally the Prime Minister’s son, but later the family fell into decline. Some people in the capital rumor that Marshal Baowei was obsessed with this man, loved him but couldn’t obtain him. Later, Qinghe entered the palace and became the Official Husband to the Eighth Princess. What if I say, I can help you get Qinghe?"

Miao Qing’s words were quite reserved, but in fact, the rumors in the capital regarding Marshal Baowei and Young Master Qinghe were much worse.

It was said that after Young Master Qinghe entered the palace, Marshal Baowei drank heavily every day, and there were claims that Dong Baowei stepped down and departed from the capital not only because of falling victim to Gu and sensing limited time, but also because of a significant connection to Young Master Qinghe.

Suddenly, several large hands gripped Dong Huiying, and Liu Fu’s expression turned extremely unpleasant.

Dong Huiying was somewhat amused yet helpless, "As you can see, I am living well now. Thanks to the Devouring God Gu, I have forgotten many things, including that Qinghe."