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

"Huh? Could this pleasure boat belong to the Eighth Prince?" Fang Qingyou couldn't quite believe her ears. However, since she was already used to Luo Qianmo's extravagance, her first thought was that it belonged to him, which was why Luo Qianmo could give it away so casually.

Luo Qianmo's expression suddenly turned serious, and he stared at Fang Qingyou without moving: "So what if it isn't? As long as Miss Fang likes it, I will make it yours."

Hearing such sweet words, coupled with Luo Qianmo's stunningly beautiful face, Fang Qingyou was momentarily stunned.

The gentleness in his words made her heart flutter, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

This feeling made Fang Qingyou think that Luo Qianmo might actually be interested in her.

However, when she looked closely at Luo Qianmo's expression, she did not see a trace of tenderness or affection in his eyes.

His expression remained indifferent as always.

Well, Fang Qingyou realized she was just being presumptuous, and a phrase came to mind.

Girl, he just likes to flirt with you...

However, seeing Luo Qianmo like this, Fang Qingyou felt much less distant from him.

Luo Qianmo, who no longer puts on airs like a prince, seems much more genuine. Sometimes, just looking at him, you might even find him strangely adorable.

"No need, thank you very much, Eighth Prince. I really can't accept such a rare gift." Fang Qingyou quickly shook her head. No matter how much she liked the sandalwood table and chairs, she could not accept Luo Qianmo's gift.

As she spoke, Fang Qingyou winked at Luo Qianmo, trying to make her refusal seem less abrupt and prevent him from instantly transforming into a tyrannical prince.

As it turns out, the "honey trap" did have some effect; Luo Qianmo actually wasn't angry at all.

Then, Luo Qianmo glanced at Xuan Zhu, and Xuan Zhu waved to the older woman standing far away.

Then, the older woman gave a few instructions to her deputy, who then withdrew.

Soon, delicious food, fine wine, fragrant tea, and fruits were served.

Most of them were things Fang Qingyou liked, which made her eyebrows and eyes involuntarily curve upwards.

"Miss Fang, please have a meal."

"Thank you," Fang Qingyou said politely, then started eating without any hesitation.

She's been working on free clinics for the past two days and hasn't had a proper meal. Now, seeing all these delicious foods, she's really tempted.

While Fang Qingyou was eating, Luo Qianmo kept his eyes on her.

Seeing Fang Qingyou's cheerful smile, and knowing that she ate at a fairly fast pace yet with an elegant demeanor, it was hard to associate her with her identity.

Or rather, people wouldn't guess that she grew up in Liujia Village; they would think she was a noble lady raised by a prominent family.

However, she was not like those ordinary young ladies who followed the rules.

This is precisely why Luo Qianmo is even more puzzled.

Just as Fang Qingyou had finished eating, a respectful female voice rang out: "Eighth Prince, Miss Fang, would you please allow me to arrange a dance performance for you?"

Fang Qingyou looked up and saw that the person speaking was the smiling older woman.

When the topic of dance and music came up, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but think of the beautiful dancers she had seen in movies and TV dramas, and she was still a little tempted. She wondered what it would be like to watch such a performance. It must be a great visual treat.

"Okay, let's go." Fang Qingyou said with great anticipation.

The older woman glanced at Fang Qingyou, then looked at Luo Qianmo, who nodded slightly to her before she withdrew.

However, in that instant, Luo Qianmo's sharp eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly upwards, and his eyes darkened slightly.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with the older woman, but rather that he sensed someone was watching the pleasure boat, spying on him and Fang Qingyou.

Actually, Luo Qianmo had gotten used to this kind of life a long time ago, but he felt particularly disgusted by it today because the presence of these people was disrupting his time with Fang Qingyou.

Fang Qingyou, who was looking forward to the dance and music, did not notice the change in Luo Qianmo's expression.

Soon, the beautiful sounds of silk and bamboo instruments, zither and lute, slowly rose up, melodious and captivating.

Amidst the music, twelve dancers dressed in long red silk gowns adorned with lotus flowers gracefully approached the table where Luo Qianmo and Fang Qingyou were sitting.

With flowing sleeves like silk, each step graceful and swaying, their light singing and dancing were like blooming flowers, momentarily making one feel dazed, almost unable to distinguish whether they were people or flowers.

Fang Qingyou carefully admired the dancers' movements; they were far more beautiful than those of the dancers in movies and TV dramas.

No wonder that in ancient times, whether they were playboys or emperors and ministers, they all enjoyed listening to music and watching dances.

Seeing Fang Qingyou's blissful expression, Luo Qianmo's mood eased slightly.

One dance ends, another begins.

Compared to the lotus dance, this second dance has a more heroic and decisive style.

The twelve dancers, dressed in emerald green costumes, moved gracefully like willows and bamboo, their movements both soft and strong, creating a unique and beautiful scene.

Fang Qingyou enjoyed the dance and the food at the same time, feeling truly delighted.

Hehe, one should enjoy life to the fullest when things are going well.

As the sun quickly set and night fell completely, Fang Qingyou noticed the darkness outside and realized she still had to go home, so she decided to leave.

Fang Qingyou was considering how to bring it up with Luo Qianmo. She had eaten, drunk, and played with him all day, and she had almost had her fill of it, but he still seemed to want more. It would seem a bit disrespectful for her to leave like this.

However, if she didn't leave, Fang Qingyou was afraid that the Ren family would worry.

It's really late now.

"Eighth Prince..." After thinking for a while, Fang Qingyou decided to speak up, as she couldn't bear to make Madam Ren anxious.

She didn't get to enjoy Luo Qianmo's performance this time, so she'll make amends next time.

However, before Fang Qingyou could finish speaking, a loud "plop" sound rang out near the painted boat.

Judging from the sound, something seemed to have fallen into the water, and it seemed to be near the shore close to the pleasure boat.

The dim lighting made it difficult to see clearly. When Fang Qingyou looked in the direction of the sound, she could only vaguely see huge splashes of water on the surface of the river.

Judging from the situation, it seems someone has fallen into the water and is struggling.

Therefore, Fang Qingyou's professional instincts kicked in again, and she couldn't help but get anxious: "It looks like someone has fallen into the water."

As she spoke, Fang Qingyou began to "modify" her clothes, making it seem as if she wanted to go into the water to save someone.

Seeing Fang Qingyou's state, Luo Qianmo glanced at the older woman standing to the side, who immediately shouted to the lower deck of the pleasure boat, "Go and rescue her quickly."