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

Xuan Zhu nodded slightly to the leading guard: "Commander Zheng, are you patrolling this side of the city?"

"Yes," the lead guard replied, then hesitated slightly before adding, "Lord Zhu, letting the old man walk around dressed like that has frightened some people, but it's not like the old man did it on purpose... This matter..."

The head guard was asking for Xuan Zhu's opinion, and after listening, Xuan Zhu also looked thoughtful.

Fang Qingyou looked at the leading guard and suddenly remembered someone. Wasn't this the palace guard surnamed Zheng who had answered the imperial edict before?

It seems he's been promoted and is now patrolling the imperial city?

“Commander Zheng, since Old Master Fang did not do it intentionally, let’s just let this matter go. But Old Master Fang’s illness…” Xuan Zhu said, turning his gaze to Fang Qingyou: “Miss Fang, if you are willing, you can come back to the Eighth Prince’s residence with me. Then, you can treat Old Master Fang.”

Fang Qingyou waved her hands repeatedly: "Lord Zhu, no need, no need. I have medicinal herbs at home. I can go back and treat my grandfather's illness."

Seeing this, Xuan Zhu did not insist: "In that case, I will escort you and the old man out of the city."

"Alright, but I'd like to say a few more words to Commander Zheng." Fang Qingyou could only agree at this point.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for Miss Fang."

"Miss Fang, is there something you need?" Seeing Xuan Zhu's respectful attitude towards Fang Qingyou, Commander Zheng's attitude also became respectful.

"Commander Zheng, please allow me a moment to speak with you."

Commander Zheng was slightly taken aback, and walked a few steps away from Fang Qingyou.

Once they were some distance away from the others, Fang Qingyou leaned down and whispered in Commander Zheng's ear, "Commander Zheng, I need to ask you for a favor..."

When Fang Qingyou and Commander Zheng returned, Xuanzhu escorted Fang Qingyou and Xiaoyaozi out of the city.

Behind him, Commander Zheng and his men began to whisper among themselves.

"Lord Zhu didn't even ask what Old Master Fang had done before telling us to release him."

“The Eighth Prince has always been autocratic and arrogant, and his subordinate, Lord Zhu, is naturally the same.”

"Shh, shut up! Don't you want your heads back?!"

These whispers, though not particularly private in the quiet of the night, were at least overheard by Xuan Zhu, Fang Qingyou, Xiaoyaozi, and Commander Zheng.

Xuan Zhu's expression remained unchanged throughout, as if he hadn't heard a word of it.

Fang Qingyou looked mournful. She really didn't want to have anything to do with Luo Qianmo anymore, but after what happened tonight, things might not go as planned.

Commander Zheng, however, looked tense. He knew he had to discipline his men properly later, because there were certain things that should never be discussed in the capital.

Only Xiaoyaozi listened to these words with a smile on his face, his big eyes gleaming with the shrewdness of a successful scheme.

It was late at night and the road was dark, so the others, each with their own thoughts, didn't notice the change in his expression.

Xuan Zhu escorted Fang Qingyou and Xiaoyaozi to the city gate, and even got them a carriage from the gate guards, along with a coachman.

The closed city gates were opened once again as an exception. Amidst the varied gazes of the city gate guards, Fang Qingyou boarded the carriage and drove away from the city gates.

No sooner had Fang Qingyou's carriage left than a group of men in black followed in its wake.

Following this group of men in black, another figure in black robes appeared, his figure as elusive as a ghost.

Fang Qingyou and Xiaoyaozi sat quietly in the carriage, neither of them speaking.

Fang Qingyou was worried about the things she had left at the inn. She hadn't expected to encounter Xuan Zhu; she planned to return to the inn after rescuing Xiaoyaozi, but now…

Xiaoyaozi was angry, angry that Fang Qingyou had said he had a mental illness.

The two ignored each other until the carriage suddenly stopped somewhere.

"Brother Guard..." Fang Qingyou wanted to ask what had happened, but before she could finish speaking, she heard the sound of swords clashing.

"Clang—" The sound was deafening.

Fang Qingyou's expression changed. She lifted the carriage curtain and saw many dark figures wielding knives and slashing at the carriage. The knives in their hands gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Meanwhile, the guard who was supposed to be their coachman was already locked in combat with several dark figures.

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched violently. Had she encountered an assassin again?

It seems like they're not going to let her rest tonight!

“Master…” Fang Qingyou wanted to jump off the carriage with Xiaoyaozi, but Xiaoyaozi beat her to it and pulled her out of the carriage.

After landing, Xiaoyaozi pulled Fang Qingyou and kept running, with the dark figures chasing after them like shadows.

Fang Qingyou felt that she hadn't used much strength. Looking down, she realized that she was completely off the ground, and the person who caused this was Xiaoyaozi.

Well, Fang Qingyou never expected that she would confirm Xiaoyaozi's ability to use light-body skills when they were being chased.

Xiaoyaozi's lightness skill seemed quite good. Even with Fang Qingyou by his side, he looked exceptionally relaxed, which prevented the shadowy figures from launching any close-range attacks against them.

Afterwards, the shadowy figures clearly noticed this and began to attack them with hidden weapons.

In an instant, a dense barrage of slender short arrows flew from behind them.

Fang Qingyou and Xiaoyaozi ran and dodged, and as they watched the short arrows whizzing past them, Fang Qingyou felt a chill run down her spine.

"Master, these assassins seem to be quite skilled. You should escape first, while I hide and wait for an opportunity to use poison to knock them unconscious."

"Why use poison? Why knock them unconscious? Don't you think it's more fun to have them chase after us?"

Fang Qingyou felt like she was going to vomit blood again. Her master was still playing around. He was definitely playing with his life.

Fearing Fang Qingyou might refuse, Xiaoyaozi comforted her, saying, "My dear disciple, don't be afraid. With my skills, these people won't hurt you. Play with me a little longer, and when I'm done, I'll poison them until they're unconscious!"

"Master, can I trust you?" Fang Qingyou asked with a pained expression.

"What do you think?" Xiaoyaozi glared at Fang Qingyou, then grabbed her hand tightly, as if afraid she would run away.

As it turned out, Xiaoyaozi was indeed quite capable, suspending these shadowy figures for a considerable distance before finally using a handful of poison powder to knock them unconscious.

However, these shadowy figures seemed to be endless.

After taking down five or six groups of assassins in one go, Xiaoyaozi began to show signs of fatigue and said angrily, "My dear disciple, do you think these people were assassins sent by your love rival?"

Fang Qingyou: "..."