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

Therefore, Fang Qingyou's goodwill towards Emperor Mingde quickly plummeted. She vaguely felt that his order for her to enter the palace to meet the emperor might not only be due to She Ruifeng's recommendation, but might also have other purposes.

Just then, Emperor Mingde's voice rang in my ears again: "Since it's a misunderstanding, then get up, everyone."

With that, Emperor Mingde strode toward the Imperial Study.

As Eunuch Luo followed Emperor Mingde, he secretly waved to Fang Qingyou.

Fang Qingyou concealed the emotions in her eyes and followed behind Eunuch Luo.

Yi Lingyun followed as well.

The palace guards watched helplessly as Yi Lingyun left. Even the emperor said it was a misunderstanding, so they dared not take any further action.

In the Imperial Study, there were only Emperor Mingde, Fang Qingyou, and Eunuch Luo.

As for Yi Lingyun, she was taken to a side hall of the Imperial Study to wait.

"Fang Qingyou, I've heard that your medical skills are superb, and that you are the prized disciple of the divine physician Xiaoyaozi?"

Perhaps because there were few people, Emperor Mingde directly asked the question that had been bothering him.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou finally saw Emperor Mingde's face clearly. He was about forty years old, still with a head of black hair, thick eyebrows and sword-like eyes, a straight nose, thin but glossy and full lips, and his figure was not like that of most middle-aged men who were overweight, but rather looked as robust as a young man.

The fact that Emperor Mingde could maintain such a good physique despite holding such a high position shows that he was a person who was strict with himself.

Emperor Mingde's gaze was not serious, and his face even carried a gentle smile, but the imperial majesty that involuntarily emanated from his brows made people dare not have the slightest thought of being presumptuous.

Fang Qingyou gently shook her head: "Your Majesty, I am not actually certain that I am Xiaoyaozi's disciple."

"Oh? What do you mean by that?" A strange light flashed in Emperor Mingde's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Your Majesty, I don't actually know who my master is. I only know that he is a reclusive physician who loves to travel the world. When I casually mentioned my master to my friend, he said that he might very well be the divine physician Xiaoyaozi. It was originally a misunderstanding, but I didn't expect that this misunderstanding would spread like wildfire and become known to everyone." Fang Qingyou replied with her eyes lowered, staring at her toes, looking exceptionally respectful.

Fang Qingyou originally just wanted to find a reasonable explanation for her medical skills, so she didn't explain when Lüye misunderstood. But she didn't expect things to develop to this point. Now she just wants to clarify this misunderstanding.

These were words she had carefully considered long ago. She didn't want to benefit from Xiaoyaozi's influence anymore. If this misunderstanding was to be cleared up, then starting with Emperor Mingde would be the most effective way.

"I see." Emperor Mingde nodded slightly. Seeing that Fang Qingyou spoke sincerely, he became even more convinced that she was Xiaoyaozi's disciple.

Aside from Xiaoyaozi, there is probably no one else in this world who could train such a young disciple with such superb medical skills.

Seeing Emperor Mingde's appearance, Fang Qingyou felt somewhat helpless. The more she explained, the more people believed her.

If even the emperor is like this, how can the rest of the people be any better?

Should she cry or laugh?

Although she was disappointed, Fang Qingyou did not want to ask the Emperor to clarify the matter for her. The Emperor's favor was not easy to obtain, so she decided to think of another way.

The Emperor's gaze remained fixed on Fang Qingyou, but she kept her head down, preventing him from seeing her expression. He could only guess at her thoughts.

Looking at Fang Qingyou's meek and obedient demeanor, Emperor Mingde hesitated for a moment before asking the question he most wanted to ask: "Fang Qingyou, are you and Mo'er friends?"

In fact, on the very day that Luo Qianmo punished Shi Wantong because of Fang Qingyou, Emperor Mingde wanted to see Fang Qingyou. It was only after she happened to cure Madam She that he finally found a reason to see her.

Fang Qingyou was taken aback at first, but after realizing who Mo'er was, she nodded somewhat awkwardly: "I am grateful that the Eighth Prince does not mind and is willing to be my friend."

Fang Qingyou had no desire to be friends with Luo Qianmo, this arrogant and eccentric prince, but she would never be able to say "no" again.

Emperor Mingde's next words nearly made Fang Qingyou's jaw drop.

"Fang Qingyou, what kind of friends are you and Mo'er?"

A friend is a friend, what other kind of friend could they be?

Are they bad friends or good friends?

Fang Qingyou silently categorized Luo Qianmo into the category of "bad friends" in her mind, of course, only if she considered him a friend.

Fang Qingyou didn't know how to answer for a moment. She looked up at Emperor Mingde and saw the expression in his eyes. Her eyes twitched involuntarily.

Emperor Mingde wasn't really asking her what kind of friends she and Luo Qianmo were; he was really asking if she had feelings for Luo Qianmo, the kind of romantic feelings.

Please, she avoids Luo Qianmo like the plague, okay?

The thought of his identity made her dare not have even the slightest thought about him.

No, even disregarding his identity, she didn't want to have anything to do with him. With such a violent and eccentric temper, even if his face was stunning, it would be very stressful to be around him, okay?

"Your Majesty, I am just an ordinary friend of the Eighth Prince."

"Ordinary friends?" Emperor Mingde's thick eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly. In his eyes, Luo Qianmo treated Fang Qingyou differently from other women, and she should be very honored. But why did he feel that her reaction was so indifferent?

Emperor Mingde, unwilling to give up, asked again, "Fang Qingyou, haven't you ever thought about taking your relationship with Mo'er further?"

In the imperial study, Eunuch Luo had been standing silently. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but glance at Emperor Mingde, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

Upon hearing Emperor Mingde say this, Fang Qingyou almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The emperor is being far too direct. How could he ask such a question? It's practically asking her if she's ever considered becoming boyfriend and girlfriend with Luo Qianmo.

But what did Emperor Mingde mean by this?

With Luo Qianmo's status, would he have to worry about not having women approaching him? He could probably just beckon and thousands of women would come to please him, like a swarm of locusts crossing a river.

Did Emperor Mingde ask this because he wanted her to stay away from Luo Qianmo?

It's no wonder Fang Qingyou thinks that way. She has had more contact with Luo Qianmo, and recently she has even made a name for herself a few times because of him. So, is Emperor Mingde afraid that she has ulterior motives for getting close to Luo Qianmo, or does he think that she has lowered Luo Qianmo's status?

Fang Qingyou was unaware of Emperor Mingde's thoughts, so she pretended not to know and said, "Your Majesty, I have only known the Eighth Prince for a short time, and I dare not hope to become his close friend."