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

The carriage drove deeper into the villa, and Fang Qingyou kept lifting the curtain to look at the scenery outside.

Unlike the opulent and luxurious Eighth Prince's residence, this villa is like a tranquil and beautiful paradise.

Along the way, the grass and trees were lush and the flowers were in full bloom.

The scent of flowers and plants, warmed by the sunshine, is refreshing and comforting, making the sweltering heat drop considerably.

Fang Qingyou breathed in the air with a sense of ease, feeling the summer heat gradually leaving her.

One can't help but exclaim, "This is truly a wonderful place to escape the summer heat!"

Like the Eighth Prince's residence, Luo Qianmo's villa also has a large lotus pond.

However, the two places have different styles.

The lotus pond in the Eighth Prince's residence is exquisite and luxurious, clearly designed by skilled craftsmen, and has a very royal style.

The lotus pond in the villa is even closer to nature. At a glance, it is an open expanse that seems to meet the sky, just like a real natural lake.

The carriage stopped under a century-old osmanthus tree.

The trunk of the ancient osmanthus tree is very thick, so thick that several adults cannot encircle it. Its branches and leaves cover a large area, creating a large shady spot on the ground.

After Fang Qingyou got out of the car, the first thing she saw was the round white jade table.

The carriage was parked under the shade of a tree. When Fang Qingyou looked up, she saw dappled sunlight filtering through the gaps in the green leaves, casting delicate and bright shadows on the ground.

The branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree insulate against the scorching summer sun, yet allow the sunlight to shine through.

This feeling is great.

Seeing the satisfaction in Fang Qingyou's eyes, Luo Qianmo's lips curved into a very faint smile.

After Luo Qianmo sat down at the white jade table, he glanced at Fang Qingyou indifferently.

Knowing that Luo Qianmo was inviting her to sit down, Fang Qingyou sat down next to him without any hesitation.

A gentle breeze carrying the scent of water and lotus blossoms, mixed with the smell of sunshine, caressed Fang Qingyou as she enjoyed the pleasant atmosphere while waiting for Luo Qianmo to discuss matters with her.

Fang Qingyou always remembered what Luo Qianmo had told her before.

As a result, Fang Qingyou waited and waited, but Luo Qianmo still didn't speak.

Therefore, Fang Qingyou decided to take the initiative to ask about that matter.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is here, she can't just sit here with Luo Qianmo all day, can she?

Unexpectedly, when Fang Qingyou turned her head, she met Luo Qianmo's gaze.

Luo Qianmo was looking at her.

At this moment, Luo Qianmo's eyes were like a lake shrouded in mist, clear yet impossible to fully discern the light within them.

Fang Qingyou was momentarily lost in thought, and it took her a while to come back to her senses before giving Luo Qianmo a bright smile.

She found that after treating Luo Qianmo as a friend, the atmosphere between them seemed much more natural.

He was still unfathomable to her, but his temper seemed less unpredictable than before.

"Eighth Prince, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Luo Qianmo didn't answer, but instead looked at Fang Qingyou with a faint gaze and asked, "Miss Fang, wouldn't you like to enjoy a delicious meal first?"

If Luo Qianmo hadn't mentioned it, Fang Qingyou would have been fine, but once he did, she really felt hungry.

She was supposed to have a big meal with She Yuyan, but Luo Qianmo kidnapped her halfway there.

Fang Qingyou squinted at Luo Qianmo: "Then I'll have to trouble the Eighth Prince."

Luo Qianmo smiled and gave Xuan Zhu, who was standing to the side, a look.

After Xuan Zhu left, a sumptuous feast with excellent color, aroma, and taste was served.

When the food was served, Fang Qingyou said a few polite words, but then began to enjoy it without any hesitation.

After enjoying the delicious food, Fang Qingyou, at Luo Qianmo's enthusiastic invitation, strolled around the villa to digest her meal.

Before we knew it, it was already afternoon.

As the sun gradually set and the intense heat in the air subsided, Fang Qingyou, immersed in the beautiful scenery, finally remembered to ask Luo Qianmo what he wanted to talk to her about.

Fang Qingyou waited for an answer, but Luo Qianmo said mysteriously, "If Miss Fang wants to know, please wait here for a moment."

Then Fang Qingyou watched in a daze as Luo Qianmo left, watching his tall figure gradually disappear from her sight.

While waiting for Luo Qianmo, Fang Qingyou didn't rest. She sat down to rest on a rock by the lotus pond.

Because it was shaded by trees, the stone was not scalding hot, but rather had a cool temperature.

This temperature is perfect for this kind of weather.

Fang Qingyou closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the breeze and the refreshing fragrance of lotus blossoms.

She sat, sat, and her posture changed to a comfortable half-reclining position.

Half-lying down, half-lying down, Fang Qingyou's posture changed to a comfortable lying position.

"Ding—" Just as Fang Qingyou had forgotten where she was and that she was waiting for Luo Qianmo, she suddenly heard the sound of a zither.

The sound of the zither seemed to come from afar, yet it also seemed to be right next to us.

The music seemed to have the power to captivate the soul, instantly drawing Fang Qingyou's attention away.

Fang Qingyou had been listening with her eyes closed, but after a while, she suddenly opened them.

The music was beautiful and enchanting, like a dream. Listening to it quietly felt like entering a celestial paradise.

The music was melodious and gentle, ethereal and pure; listening to it quietly seemed to wash away the dust in one's heart.

Fang Qingyou stood up from the rock and looked in the direction from which the sound of the zither came.

Who could possess such extraordinary musical skills?

Then, Fang Qingyou witnessed a strange and beautiful scene.

Under the clear blue sky, flocks of birds gather on the pristine canvas of the sky, soaring and chirping, tracing graceful arcs across the heavens.

Like migrating, like returning home.

Fang Qingyou was extremely surprised. Could it be that these birds were attracted by the music?

What happened next revealed the true answer to Fang Qingyou.

Amidst a sky full of lotus blossoms, a nimble boat emerges from the waves.

A light boat, like a leaf, gracefully arrives amidst the green leaves and summer lotus, imbued with a delicate fragrance.

The music came from the light boat. Fang Qingyou found a figure on the boat, but a white gauze curtain made it impossible for her to see the figure clearly.

All I could see were flocks of birds circling around the light boat, their chirping seemingly echoing the music.

That scene would be like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.

Fang Qingyou couldn't take her eyes off it.

The wind blew the gauze curtains, causing them to flutter gently like feathers, making the figure's silhouette only faintly visible as a glimpse of darkness.

His flamboyance is unmatched.

Fang Qingyou stood there, watching as the distance between Qingzhou and her grew closer and closer.

Just as the light boat reached the edge of the pond, the snow-white gauze curtain suddenly billowed up, and a figure in black flew out from within.

They came carrying an ancient zither, treading on the blue waves.

A clear sky, bright and warm sunshine, lotus leaves reaching the sky, birds flying everywhere, lotus flowers reflecting the sun, and graceful steps on the water.

For a moment, Fang Qingyou almost thought that a celestial being from the heavens had descended to earth, which amazed her.

By the time Fang Qingyou reacted, the figure had already landed in front of her.

Only then did Fang Qingyou get a clear look at the figure's face.