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

Chen Zhongjie remained silent, but a hint of worry flickered in his eyes.

Dr. Sun then looked at Dr. Zhao, but Dr. Zhao just smiled and shook his head.

Doctor Sun looked at Chen Zhongjie, then at Doctor Zhao, and really wanted to go over and bring Fang Qingyou back, but his deep-seated awe of imperial power prevented him from doing so.

Three streets away from Yaolin Street, there is the Yunjin River, one of the tributaries of the Panyun River, the largest river in the Yunyue Kingdom.

The Panyun River passes through several cities in the Yunyue Kingdom. A section of the Yunjin River has a calm and wide current, and most of the river passes through the most prosperous areas of the city. Therefore, tourists can often be seen boating on it and enjoying the scenery.

Especially on summer nights, the water is cool and refreshing, and the river is bustling with boats.

The place Luo Qianmo mentioned for boating on the lake is on this Yunjin River.

As Fang Qingyou walked from Cheng'an Medical Clinic to the nearest bank of the Yun Jin River, she was subjected to countless gazes with varying expressions with every step she took.

This time coincides with the closing time for most businesses in Yunjing City, much like the rush hour in modern society, resulting in a large number of pedestrians on the streets.

These people kept glancing at Luo Qianmo and then at Fang Qingyou, their gazes as strange as could be, as if they wanted to pry into her heart to see what abilities she had that made Luo Qianmo so "favor" her.

Even though Fang Qingyou prided herself on having some self-control, she still felt very uncomfortable being watched by so many people.

She didn't need Luo Qianmo to do this, but she couldn't refuse him. Who knew he would suddenly want to go boating on the lake, and even want to go with her?

She genuinely hoped someone else could replace her so she could go home, and perhaps even win the heart of some pampered young lady.

Fang Qingyou forced herself to follow Luo Qianmo, wanting to ask the Eighth Prince if he intended to continue like this, as she was nearing her breaking point.

Just as Fang Qingyou was thinking about how to start the conversation, she suddenly bumped heavily into a wall of flesh.

No, or more accurately, it was practically an iron wall.

"Waaah—" Fang Qingyou was so shocked by the impact that she almost cried. Her nose was so sore that it felt like it didn't belong to her anymore, and she saw a string of stars in front of her eyes.

Fang Qingyou covered her nose in discomfort. After finally recovering, her expression suddenly changed because she realized that the iron wall she had bumped into was none other than Luo Qianmo, who had been walking in front of her but had suddenly stopped.

She was so engrossed in thinking about a solution that she didn't notice Luo Qianmo had stopped and bumped into his back.

Luo Qianmo was probably also looking for the culprit who hit him when he turned around and met Fang Qingyou's surprised gaze.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou forgot about the pain and quickly forced a laugh as she apologized to Luo Qianmo from the beam: "Um... Eighth Prince, I'm so sorry, I was distracted for a moment and accidentally bumped into you."

However, Luo Qianmo smiled indifferently and said, "Is that so? So it was you who bumped into me, Miss Fang. I thought it was just a leaf that fell on me."

As he spoke, Luo Qianmo's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and he looked Fang Qingyou up and down: "Miss Fang, are you alright?"

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched. Could she interpret this as Luo Qianmo showing her contempt?

She bumped into someone, and the person said that a leaf had fallen on him, almost as if she was tickling him.

But she felt like her nose was about to break!

Fine, fine. It's rare that Luo Qianmo doesn't hold it against her for bumping into him, so she'll just let it go.

Just as Fang Qingyou was thinking this, two extremely luxurious carriages suddenly stopped in front of her, and the driver of the carriage at the back was a young woman.

The drivers of both carriages jumped down at the same time and each respectfully gestured for Luo Qianmo and Fang Qingyou to enter.

"Your Highness, please."

"Miss Fang, please."

Fang Qingyou was stunned for a moment, but Xuan Zhu reminded her in time: "Miss Fang, this is His Highness's carriage."

"Huh? Oh." Fang Qingyou felt that her head must have been hit too hard just now, which was why her reaction was so slow.

"Miss Fang, please." At this moment, Luo Qianmo had already stepped into the carriage at the front, turned around and smiled slightly at Fang Qingyou.

In that instant, the setting sun cast a golden glow upon Luo Qianmo.

In the golden light, Fang Qingyou's black hair was as smooth as silk, her lake-blue brocade robe fluttered in the wind, her eyes were like bright stars, and her thin lips were smiling. Her peerless and alluring face captivated the entire world in that light and shadow.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou felt as if she were suffocating in that golden light and shadow, unable to recover from it for a long time.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou suddenly wanted to reach out and grab Luo Qianmo, because she always felt that he might be swept away by the wind at any moment.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou forgot that she was eager to avoid the stares around her, and she even forgot to get into the carriage.

Until the luxurious carriage curtains fell, until the magnificent brocade robe disappeared...

"Miss Fang, Miss Fang..." until the female coachman's voice rang out again.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou realized her lapse in composure, quickly composed herself, and awkwardly stepped into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Fang Qingyou still looked somewhat dazed.

It must be admitted that Luo Qianmo's appearance is perhaps unmatched in the world.

Every time she saw that face, it was almost impossible for her, a hopeless case of being obsessed with good looks, to resist it.

But unfortunately, his status forced her to stay as far away from him as possible.

"Sigh—" Fang Qingyou couldn't help but sigh. Such a man, if he hadn't been born into an imperial family, probably no one in the world could rival his charm.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but think of another person, namely Gu Jinyi, the eldest son of the Gu family.

The memory of that smiling, gentle figure filled Fang Qingyou's heart with joy.

It's been so long since we last met. I wonder how he's doing?

Fang Qingyou's mind was constantly working throughout the journey, so time seemed to pass exceptionally quickly.

She felt that not much time had passed, but the carriage had already arrived at the Yunjin River.

"Miss Fang, please." A crisp female voice rang out, drawing Fang Qingyou's attention.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and only then did Fang Qingyou see the face of the female coachman.

Although she was a woman, she tied her hair up like a man, wore a neat and tidy outfit, and exuded a heroic spirit.

"Thank you." Fang Qingyou nodded politely to the woman and then got off the carriage.