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

She held her breath tightly, trying to keep the river water from entering her mouth and nose, but she could only hold on for a limited time.

However, she will never give up until the very end.

Fang Qingyou's one hand was tightly gripped by the man in blue, rendering her unable to move. With her other hand, she secretly gathered strength in the water, and then seized the opportunity to forcefully smash it into his nose.

"Bang—" The blow hurt the man in blue so much that he finally released Fang Qingyou's arm.

However, before the man in blue could release Fang Qingyou, he used all his strength to push her towards the water.

This press caused Fang Qingyou to lose her breath. In those few moments, a large amount of icy river water poured into her mouth and nose, making Fang Qingyou feel her body gradually sinking downwards.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou felt a strong sense of resentment. She was afraid of dying, and even more afraid of dying in such a humiliating way.

Fang Qingyou tried her best to swim upwards, but she felt her body sinking deeper and deeper...

Just as despair was rising in Fang Qingyou's heart, and her consciousness was beginning to fade, she suddenly felt a hand grab her.

That hand, so warm, led her toward the hope of life.

When Fang Qingyou saw the hand, she didn't see its owner clearly. She only saw that the person seemed to be surrounded by a warm, lustrous golden light, like a god descending to take her away from the cold river.

That was Fang Qingyou's last consciousness...

"Cough cough—" Fang Qingyou was woken up by choking.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was Luo Qianmo.

At this moment, a few strands of damp, dark hair fell down from Luo Qianmo's temples, tracing soft curves on his fair face and softening his exquisitely sculpted features.

Luo Qianmo, in this state, did not appear disheveled; on the contrary, she even exuded a unique beauty and sexiness.

Therefore, after Fang Qingyou woke up, she didn't care about herself at all. Her eyes were shining, and she couldn't help but follow Luo Qianmo's face downwards, downwards, and downwards...

A smooth, jade-like chin, a long, slender, and fair neck, a sexy and alluring Adam's apple, delicate and beautiful collarbones, and subtly visible pectoral muscles...

His clothes were completely wet, partially covering Luo Qianmo's body, but they couldn't hide his perfectly alluring physique.

Fang Qingyou's throat moved involuntarily, her gaze downwards, downwards, and downwards again.

Oh dear, but there's nothing to see any further down.

Fang Qingyou felt her mouth watering and wished she could pounce on Luo Qianmo and tear off those annoying clothes.

However, these somewhat violent thoughts came to an abrupt halt when they met Luo Qianmo's gaze.

"Ahem, um, Eighth Prince, I, I... um, Eighth Prince, you saved me, didn't you?" Afraid of having her thoughts exposed, Fang Qingyou began to stutter. She wanted to explain her behavior but didn't know what to say, so she could only quickly change the subject.

"It's me." Luo Qianmo seemed oblivious to Fang Qingyou's direct gaze just now, and replied calmly.

Deep down, however, he felt a faint sense of joy. This girl seemed to have no resistance to him at all.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, Eighth Prince. I have no way to repay your kindness, so I can only..." Fang Qingyou said with gratitude in her eyes. She was truly grateful to Luo Qianmo. If it weren't for him, she might really be dead.

However, as she spoke, she almost blurted out that she could only offer herself in return.

At the critical moment, Fang Qingyou stopped the brakes.

Fang Qingyou silently testified to the heavens, swearing that offering herself in marriage was not her true thought, nor was it her subconscious desire. It really wasn't, absolutely not...

Therefore, Fang Qingyou quickly changed her words, saying, "Eighth Prince, I will always remember your life-saving grace. From now on, I will never refuse you any request!"

Although she didn't want to have anything to do with Luo Qianmo, she was willing to go through fire and water for this life-saving grace.

"Is that so?" Luo Qianmo asked casually, seemingly unconcerned about the answer.

"Of course. Although I, Fang Qingyou, am not a gentleman, I am a man of my word!" Fang Qingyou said firmly, and then patted his chest with a sense of loyalty.

However, Fang Qingyou then found herself in an awkward situation.

It was only after being slapped that she realized her clothes were also soaked, so they must be clinging tightly to her body.

Summer clothes are already thin, and today she was wearing a simple silk dress...

Therefore, at this moment, her appearance must be something like that.

Despite thinking this way, Fang Qingyou still harbored a sliver of hope and secretly glanced down at her chest.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyou was immediately embarrassed.

Just then, she noticed a few bath towels lying next to her, so she quickly grabbed them as if she were trying to snatch them.

One of the ribbons covered her chest, while the other was tossed to Luo Qianmo: "Eighth Prince, the river water is too cold. Be careful not to catch a cold. You should wipe yourself down quickly."

After saying that, Fang Qingyou didn't dare to look at Luo Qianmo's expression. She just lowered her head and pretended to wipe the water off her hair with a bath towel.

Meanwhile, Fang Qingyou prayed silently, hoping that Luo Qianmo hadn't seen anything.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou forgot that she had been staring at Luo Qianmo for a long time.

As a result, Luo Qianmo's words shattered Fang Qingyou's hopes completely.

"Miss Fang, shouldn't the most important thing for you to do right now be to make me take responsibility for you?"

Fang Qingyou suddenly looked up and saw Luo Qianmo's beautiful eyes, which seemed both serious and joking, as well as the half-smile on his lips.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou blushed deeply with embarrassment.

"Um, Eighth Prince, you don't need to, you don't need to take responsibility for me." Fang Qingyou quickly shook her head. She knew that in ancient times, if a woman and a man saw each other's bodies, they were obligated to marry each other.

However, Fang Qingyou did not want to marry Luo Qianmo. Putting aside her rejection of the polygamous marriage system, the first thing she couldn't accept was him as a person.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qianmo's thick, dark eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly upwards: "Oh? Miss Fang is quite different from other women in this world."

Yes, if it were a woman in this world, she would probably be crying and begging him to give her a title right now.

"Haha—" Fang Qingyou chuckled awkwardly twice, then said with a righteous expression, "Eighth Prince, I don't know what women in this world think, I only know that I am responsible for my own actions. Eighth Prince, you have already suffered so much to save me, how can I let you fall into even greater suffering? If I really did that, wouldn't I be an unrighteous and treacherous villain?!"