The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

"Eunuch Luo." Fang Qingyou and Fang Qingwei followed behind.

"Miss Fang the Third, Miss Fang the Fourth." Upon seeing the two, Eunuch Luo showed little surprise, quickly shifting his gaze to Fang Qingyou: "Miss Fang, are you ready?"

"Ready?" Fang Qingyou nodded slightly.

Eunuch Luo smiled and said, "Then please come with me to the palace immediately."

"Thank you for your trouble, Eunuch Luo." Fang Qingyou said politely while waving to Yi Lingyun.

When women entered the palace, they usually had one or two maids with them. Since she didn't have any maids, she could only bring Yi Lingyun with her.

However, Fang Qingyou wasn't just following the trend; the solemnity and grandeur of the palace made her feel safe with Yi Lingyun by her side.

Fang Qingyou had already decided on this matter three days ago.

When Fang Qingyou was about to bring a man into the palace, Fang Qingrong was stunned and speechless. Fang Qingwei also frowned deeply, but they had no right to speak here.

Eunuch Luo glanced at Yi Lingyun but said nothing.

Then, Eunuch Luo left with Fang Qingyou and Yi Lingyun.

Left behind, Green Field watched the carriage disappear into the distance. Turning around, she saw Fang Qingrong and Fang Qingwei beside her and said coldly, "Miss Fang, please leave!"

Feeling depressed, Green Field found them increasingly unpleasant to look at.

Green Field had a fierce look on his face, as if he would throw the two of them out if they didn't leave.

Fang Qingrong glared at Lüye with her almond-shaped eyes narrowed and her face filled with anger before storming off.

Fang Qingwei remained as dignified and quiet as a well-bred young lady. She nodded slightly to the green fields before turning to leave, but as she left, she couldn't help but glance at the farmhouse behind her, her eyes flashing with a somewhat obscure light.

She always felt that it was truly impossible to know whether Fang Qingyou would bring a blessing or a curse to the Fang family.

Fang Qingyou, though outwardly expressionless, was inwardly deeply shocked upon entering the palace.

The grandeur of this palace far surpassed any ancient palaces she had ever seen; it was magnificent and exquisite.

Groups of palace guards, maids and eunuchs moved about, some busy and some at leisure.

Being there is truly a visual feast.

Just for this magnificent scenery, the trip to the palace was well worth it.

The current emperor of Yunyue Kingdom is known as Mingde.

At this moment, Emperor Mingde had not yet finished his morning court session.

Upon arriving at the Golden Palace, Eunuch Luo, intending to wait outside to report to Emperor Mingde, ordered his junior eunuch, Xiao Shunzi, to take Fang Qingyou to the Imperial Study to wait.

Xiao Shunzi loved to talk and kept telling interesting stories about the palace along the way.

Fang Qingyou listened with great interest, but she never expected that she would encounter someone in the palace who was both unexpected and yet somewhat predictable.

This person was none other than Luo Qianmo.

Xiao Shunzi was smiling when he saw Luo Qianmo suddenly appear in front of him. He was stunned at first, but after he came to his senses, he quickly bowed to him and said, "Greetings, Eighth Prince."

Today, Luo Qianmo was dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold pythons, wearing a purple-gold and white jade crown, and a pair of thick-soled gold-threaded auspicious cloud boots. He exuded an aura of arrogance and nobility from head to toe.

Those eyes were slightly upturned, always giving the impression of holding a hint of frost, and coupled with that captivatingly beautiful face, she was truly an arrogant and enchanting devil.

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched, and she stepped forward to bow to Luo Qianmo: "Greetings, Eighth Prince."

Just what I feared most happened; I keep running into Luo Qianmo everywhere.

Although the palace is Luo Qianmo's home, it's still quite a large place, yet they still happened to run into each other.

"Eighth Prince." Yi Lingyun clasped his hands in a fist salute to Luo Qianmo, performing the traditional martial arts greeting.

Luo Qianmo ignored Xiao Shunzi and Yi Lingyun, focusing only on Fang Qingyou.

When his gaze fell on Fang Qingyou, the frost in his eyes seemed to melt slightly, revealing a hint of clarity.

Luo Qianmo looked her up and down, as if searching for something.

Fang Qingyou felt a little awkward under his gaze: "Eighth Prince, have you lost something?"

Actually, Fang Qingyou's thought was that if you lose something, you should look for it on the ground, not on her.

Yi Lingyun frowned slightly, disliking Luo Qianmo's gaze as he scrutinized Fang Qingyou, as if she were his.

Luo Qianmo did not answer, but asked indifferently, "Miss Fang, where is the jade pendant I gave you?"

Fang Qingyou's heart skipped a beat. If Luo Qianmo hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten about the jade pendant.

Of course, she couldn't tell him that she had thrown the jade pendant into a small corner.

“I would naturally treasure the things the Eighth Prince bestowed upon me, and I would never dare to carry them with me.”

Luo Qianmo's lips curled slightly, but there was no real smile in them: "Since it's a gift to you, you should wear it. Remember to always wear that jade pendant with you. Otherwise, I'll give you another one next time we meet."

Upon hearing the first half of Luo Qianmo's sentence, Fang Qingyou was secretly delighted, wishing he would take the jade pendant back.

However, upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Fang Qingyou could no longer be happy.

Is it really necessary to be so generous? No matter how rich the royal family is, they can't afford to let Luo Qianmo squander money like this.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou seemed to want to shout, "Your Majesty, come and discipline your spendthrift son!"

Fang Qingyou secretly raised her eyes, wanting to see Luo Qianmo's expression to determine whether he was just saying it or meant it.

However, at this moment, she met a pair of deep, dark eyes, as if they had seen into the depths of her heart and seen through her lies.

Fang Qingyou's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.

At the same time, Fang Qingyou felt that those eyes were somewhat familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before...

However, when she turned her gaze back, all she saw were Luo Qianmo's eyes, which were both icy and clear. They were beautiful yet aggressive, making it impossible to discern their meaning or even his true nature.

"This humble woman obeys." Fang Qingyou replied helplessly, for what could she do when Luo Qianmo was a prince?

Only then did Luo Qianmo's expression soften slightly, but the clarity in his eyes vanished instantly, leaving only a cold stare at Yi Lingyun: "Who is he?"

Luo Qianmo's expression was clearly indifferent, but Fang Qingyou felt a sense of extreme danger emanating from him, so she tried her best to smile brightly: "Your Highness, he is a friend who accompanied me to the palace."

They say you can't hit someone who's smiling, so Luo Qianmo shouldn't make things difficult for Yi Lingyun, right?

“Miss Fang, if you don’t have any maids, I will give you a few.”

"Need not……"

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched. Was Luo Qianmo going to be generous again?

She was about to politely decline when she heard Yi Lingyun coldly say, "Eighth Prince, Xiao You entered the palace by imperial decree. Who she brings with her is none of your business, is it?"

Fang Qingyou looked at Yi Lingyun in surprise, noticing that his thick, dark eyebrows were like swords about to be drawn, as if a chilling light would be unleashed at any moment.