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

Before dinner, Fang Qingyou narrowed her eyes when she saw Yi Lingyun, who had changed into a new outfit. He was really uninhibited; it seemed he had taken a bath at her house as well.

However, this is actually quite good; his clean appearance is pleasing to the eye.

Dinner consisted of two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, a refreshing soup, and a plate of red bean cake.

Looking at the appetizing dishes on the table, Fang Qingyou was almost moved to tears. This was the most sumptuous meal she had eaten since she transmigrated to this strange world.

She vividly remembered that on her first day after transmigrating, she ate porridge all day long.

Seeing that Ren's eyes were somewhat moist, Fang Qingyou thought that she probably hadn't eaten such food for a long time, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Mother, eat some meat." Fang Qingyou picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and put it in Ren's bowl.

At this moment, Madam Ren regained her composure and placed a chicken leg on Fang Qingyou's plate: "You'er, eat more."

Seeing this, Yi Lingyun, who was sitting opposite, smiled, picked up some food for Ren Shi and Fang Qingyou with a spoon in her left hand and chopsticks in her right: "Aunt Ren, eat more, Xiaoyou, eat more!"

Looking at Yi Lingyun's happy smile, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but think to herself, "Yi Lingyun is such an impolite guest, she even serves food to the host."

With a smile, Mrs. Ren placed a chicken leg on Yi Lingyun's plate: "Lingyun, you should eat more too."

"Mm." Yi Lingyun nodded and began to eat.

Fang Qingyou and Ren Shi also started eating. When their eyes met, they smiled at each other, creating a warm and intimate moment.

The food was delicious, and Fang Qingyou ate to her heart's content. Yi Lingyun even finished the plate of red bean cakes and was still a little unsatisfied.

After the meal, Fang Qingyou handed a packet of medicine to Madam Ren: "Mother, please brew this medicine for my brother. He can drink it when he wakes up. From now on, my brother's medicine will not be interrupted, and he will get better soon."

With red eyes, Madam Ren took the medicine, looking hesitant to speak. Remembering Fang Qingyou's previous words, she changed her mind and said, "You'er, you've been busy all day. Take a rest first."

"Mom, I'm not tired yet. I'll go pack my things first." Fang Qingyou smiled and turned to leave the kitchen.

"Aunt Ren, I'm going to help Xiaoyou." Fang Qingyou had just left the kitchen when Yi Lingyun followed right behind.

Looking at the carriage outside the door, Fang Qingyou felt that she should first settle Yi Lingyun in.

"Young Master Yi, it's getting late. Shall I take you to the South Gate now? If it gets any later, the gates might really close."

"not going."

"Then I'll take you to Nanguan County and find you an inn."

"Need not."

Fang Qingyou looked at Yi Lingyun and saw that he had no intention of leaving at all. She wondered if he wanted to stay overnight at her house.

It wasn't that Fang Qingyou didn't want him to stay, but rather that she had nowhere to live at home.

There were only two rooms in the house, one for her and Mrs. Ren, and the other for Fang Runtin.

If Fang Runting's situation weren't so special, Yi Lingyun could have lived with him.

However, ever since Fang Runting broke his leg, Madam Ren has been taking care of him day and night in his room.

Given this situation, it was indeed inconvenient for Yi Lingyun to stay overnight.

Moreover, because they had recently raised money to treat Fang Runting's leg, Ren had sold everything that could be exchanged for money, and the family didn't even have a spare bed.

However, Fang Qingyou thought of another solution: "Young Master Yi, if you don't want to travel so late, I can find you a family in the village to stay for the night, how about that?"

Fang Qingyou was thinking of finding a comfortable place for Yi Lingyun to sleep, but he shook his head and said, "Qingyou, you don't need to bother. I can stay at your place. I think that room is pretty good."

Following the direction Yi Lingyun was pointing, Fang Qingyou's eyes widened immediately: "That's the woodshed!"

"Oh, that's good."

Fang Qingyou emphasized, "Young Master Yi, I really can find you a good place to stay!"

"Xiaoyou, I really think that room is fine."

Unable to persuade Yi Lingyun, Fang Qingyou simply let him be: "In that case, if you don't sleep well, don't blame me for neglecting you."

“Of course not,” Yi Lingyun said with a smile.

"Then you should rest for a while. I need to go out for a bit, I'll be back soon." Fang Qingyou had originally planned to take Yi Lingyun away by carriage, and then return the carriage to the inn, but he refused to leave.

In that case, the carriage will have to stay overnight. The front door of the house is too small for the carriage to get in, so we have to be careful at night.

Fang Qingyou felt that she should also prepare some food for the horse.

Fang Qingyou recalled the patch of lush green grass she had seen a few days ago, which was perfect for feeding horses and was not far away, right on the ridge of the field in front of Liu Tiewa's house.

With that thought in mind, Fang Qingyou shouldered her bamboo basket and left home.

The basket contained a few ounces of meat and a packet of pastries, which were naturally intended as payment for Liu Tiewa's family.

The house was isolated on a small hill, with no neighbors on any side, but it was only a few dozen meters away from Liu Tiewa's house, just down the hill.

As Fang Qingyou left, Yi Lingyun stood outside watching her, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings warily.

He was unwilling to leave not because he didn't want to travel at night, but to protect Fang Qingyou, because he sensed that someone was hiding outside, keeping a close eye on the Fang family's movements.

Yi Lingyun assumed these people were after money, so she naturally wouldn't leave Fang Qingyou unattended.

From afar, Fang Qingyou saw Liu Tiewa's second son, Liu Ermao, playing outside with his bottom sticking out.

Fang Qingyou liked Er Mao very much; the little guy would happily call her "sister" every time he saw her.

"Er Mao," Fang Qingyou called out from afar.

Er Mao looked up and saw that it was Fang Qingyou calling him. He immediately stood up happily: "Sister You'er!"

"Er Mao, are your parents home?"

"Mother is at home, but Father and brother haven't come back yet." Fang Qingyou smiled helplessly. This silly child, she only asked about his parents, but he even told her about his brother.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou walked over and saw that Er Mao's face was covered in mud, making him look like a little kitten.

Fang Qingyou didn't find it dirty, but rather cute. She smiled and squatted down to help Er Mao wipe the mud off his face: "Come on, let's go find your mother together."

"Okay!" Er Mao nodded vigorously.

Fang Qingyou led Er Mao through the gate of Liu Tiewa's house.

As soon as he walked in, Er Mao shouted towards the kitchen, "Mom, Sister You'er is here."

Upon hearing this, Cuihua, who was cooking, poked her head out of the kitchen: "You'er, you're here? Why don't you sit with Er Mao for a while? I'll come over when I'm done."

Fang Qingyou quickly waved her hand and said, "Aunt Cuihua, don't worry, I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you that I want to cut some grass from the ridges of the field in front of your house."