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

Fang Qingyou used those words to fool Xiaoyaozi, saying that she really didn't know who her master was, only that he was a hermit doctor with superb medical skills, and knew nothing else.

Fang Qingyou looked serious, as if she were speaking very seriously.

Perhaps sensing a crisis, fearing that Fang Qingyou's former master would take her away, Xiaoyaozi pulled her aside and repeatedly emphasized, "My dear disciple, you must remember that you can only be my disciple, Xiaoyaozi's disciple."

"I will obey your orders, Master." Fang Qingyou said earnestly, looking at Xiaoyaozi's nervous appearance, finding his expression somewhat amusing.

Only she knew that her former master would never appear in this other world, and Xiaoyaozi's worries were completely unnecessary.

But a faint warmth lingered in her heart, whether from Xiaoyaozi's concern for her or from the fact that he occasionally reminded her of her grandfather.

Xiaoyaozi was treated like a VIP by the Fang family, and Ren Shi and Luo Da Niang prepared a sumptuous dinner.

While everyone else was busy, Fang Qingyou was pulled aside by Xiaoyaozi to be taught medical skills.

It was from this moment that Fang Qingyou truly accepted Xiaoyaozi as her master and finally understood why people in this world respected him like a god.

Xiaoyaozi was simply a medical genius; his medical insights astonished Fang Qingyou beyond measure.

Xiaoyaozi's diagnosis and treatment of some diseases are very orthodox and could be written into medical books and passed down for generations.

However, the strange and bizarre treatments used to diagnose and treat some illnesses are almost like those of a wicked sorcerer.

To Fang Qingyou's astonishment, Xiaoyaozi's orthodox medical skills were actually inherited from the Fang family's medical skills.

If this weren't an alternate dimension, she would have thought Xiaoyaozi was some reclusive divine physician from the Fang family.

Of course, Fang Qingyou could only keep these things buried deep in her heart.

It was precisely because of this that Fang Qingyou suddenly felt close to Xiaoyaozi, as if she were a close relative.

The Du residence was unusually quiet on the night of Qixi Festival, a far cry from the lively and festive atmosphere of the morning.

Inside the room, Du Mengfu, her eyes red and swollen, nestled in Madam Du's arms, sobbing incessantly.

"Fu'er, after you've cried, tomorrow you'll have a smile on your face." Madam Du, who was over thirty, was as beautiful and charming as a young woman in her late teens, and looked like a sister to Du Mengfu.

Du Mengfu's eyes were filled with gloom: "Mother, I can't do it. After today, everyone will despise me. How can I smile?"

Madam Du gently patted Du Mengfu: "Fu'er, have you forgotten your mother's teachings? There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome. How difficult my situation was back then, but now, I am the lady of the Du family. Fu'er, your talents are superior to your mother's, how could you not have a bright future?"

“Mother, but my aunt is extremely wary of me, and my cousin dislikes me. How can I get close to my cousin?”

"Fu'er, things can be accomplished by human effort. Your mother will do everything in her power to help you, and your father only has you as his daughter, how could he not do his utmost to help?"

Du Mengfu had heard these words far too many times over the years, and hearing them again now could not shatter the despair in her heart.

Madam Du saw through Du Mengfu's thoughts, so she changed the subject: "Fu'er, don't be so focused on taking revenge on Fang Qingyou. You should understand that your future is the most important thing right now. It's not too late to do these things after you become Madam Shi. Besides, don't you still have Princess Neon and the Shi family to help you deal with her?"

When Fang Qingyou was mentioned, a look of resentment flashed in Du Mengfu's eyes.

"Mother, I want to be Madam Shi, but I must also avenge Fang Qingyou. With my cousin's cunning, she's no match for Fang Qingyou. However, Princess Neon, she's quite a formidable weapon!"

Thinking of this, Du Mengfu's fighting spirit rekindled.

Upon seeing this, Madam Du finally smiled, but her gaze was sinister and vicious, making her beautiful face appear somewhat frightening.

Of the five young ladies in the Fang family, the other four spent the Qixi Festival at home and participated in the Fang family's Qiqiao ceremony together, but one of them was punished by being forced to copy "Admonitions for Women" in her room.

This person was none other than Miss Fang Qingtong.

Today, Madam Fang punished Fang Qingtong for a breach of etiquette. Fang Qingtong, however, believed that Madam Fang was taking revenge for her personal grudge, that she was jealous that Fang Qingman had outshone her at the Qixi Festival banquet, and that she was using this as an excuse to punish her.

Fang Qingtong angrily copied "Admonitions for Women," gritting her teeth in frustration. If she didn't marry into a good family through her own abilities, was she supposed to rely on Madam Fang?

Hmph, if she has the chance next time, she'll definitely beat Fang Qingman!

Fang Qingman is only relying on her status as the legitimate daughter of the Fang family. Otherwise, how could she compare to me?

What kind of good daughter could that vicious woman Zhou raise!

That night, Luo Qianmo sat alone under the moon, drinking by himself.

Fang Qingyou's pretty and shy appearance kept lingering in his mind, making it hard for him to calm down.

Luo Qianmo leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to calm himself down.

As it turns out, methods that usually work are ineffective this time.

When Luo Qianmo opened his eyes again, his gaze was as dark as night, carrying a menacing aura.

Luo Qianmo was angry at himself. He hadn't avenged his great grudge, yet he was so distracted by a woman.

Normally it would be fine, but this time he couldn't control his body.

Fire! Luo Qianmo felt as if a raging fire was flowing through his body, scorching every inch of his body wherever it passed.

Luo Qianmo stood up with a cold gaze, his whole body surging with murderous aura like a demon in the dark night.

A moment later, Fang Qingyou arrived at the secret ice cave beneath the villa.

Normally, this is where he practices his skills, but today he needs to cool his body here.

It was summer outside, but once inside the ice cave, time seemed to suddenly turn into winter.

Inside the ice cave was a pool of icy water, filled with dense, frigid air and covered with a thick layer of ice.

"Crack—crack—" Luo Qianmo stepped into the icy pool and stood steadily on it. But soon, without him making any big movements, he seemed to exert a little force with his feet, and the ice layer broke apart.

Luo Qianmo's body sank into the icy pool. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have fainted from the cold long ago. However, he remained expressionless, as if he were in a pool with a suitable water temperature, not an icy one.

The biting cold seeped into his body, finally cooling down the heat within him.

After a long while, when Luo Qianmo opened his eyes again, his gaze was clear, yet icy and intimidating.

Fang Qingyou...

Perhaps he needs to reconsider the optimal distance between him and her.