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

This is the scent of a cool, refreshing fragrance, which can calm the mind and spirit.

Fang Qingyou used to love using cool fragrances. Whenever she was tired, a light sniff of that cool scent would make her feel refreshed and relaxed.

Fang Qingyou didn't expect Luo Qianmo to use this kind of fragrance, but the scent instantly calmed her down.

At first, Fang Qingyou was attracted by the scent of Leng Qingxiang, but as she ventured deeper into the room, she realized that it was exceptionally spacious.

This room looks like a study.

Desk, bookshelf, calligraphy and paintings, writing brush and ink.

Luxury; the furniture and decorative items are all rare treasures.

The room was spotless; the entire room was clean.

Anything in this room would be incredibly valuable outside, but Fang Qingyou's gaze didn't linger on it for long.

She knew exactly what she was looking for; she had come to find Luo Qianmo.

Fang Qingyou walked all the way into the study before she saw a figure in black.

At this moment, the figure in black sat by the window, the dappled golden sunlight casting shimmering light on him and creating a halo of golden light.

This gave the intense ink a touch of soft light.

Her jet-black hair was tied up in two ways: one half simply with a white brocade ribbon with a subtle pattern, and the other half casually cascading down her shoulders, smooth and soft like dark silk.

The fusion of black and gold, the collision of ink and white, this silhouette exudes a timeless beauty.

A touch of languor, a touch of warmth, a touch of exquisite beauty.

Looking at that figure from behind, Fang Qingyou couldn't immediately connect him with Luo Qianmo.

However, she knew that the figure must be Luo Qianmo.

Apart from Luo Qianmo, no one else could possibly be in his room.

Luo Qianmo is far from being as simple as the rumors suggest; the power of this seemingly useless prince is unfathomable.

Although this was just Fang Qingyou's feeling, she believed it without a doubt.

Fang Qingyou was about to speak, but before she could utter the words "Eighth Prince," she saw Luo Qianmo suddenly turn around.

His expression was not as indifferent as usual; instead, it carried a faint smile.

At this moment, he was nothing like the aloof and arrogant Eighth Prince he usually was; he was more like a friend who made people feel close to him.

"You're here." The two soft words sounded like a whisper to someone close to you.

Her beautiful eyes seemed to ripple with clear water, sparkling with a charming yet harmless brilliance.

Fang Qingyou couldn't bring herself to be cold towards Luo Qianmo like this.

Just thinking about how Gu Jinyi was injured that day made any goodwill she had towards Luo Qianmo vanish instantly.

Fang Qingyou frowned slightly, looking at Luo Qianmo as if she had come voluntarily, rather than being forced by him.

"Eighth Prince, what brings you here, a commoner?" Fang Qingyou's voice was cold and distant.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to see you." Luo Qianmo smiled and suddenly stood up.

Because he stood up, the distance between him and Fang Qingyou suddenly shortened considerably.

This closeness made Fang Qingyou feel somewhat uncomfortable, and she subtly took two steps back.

"Eighth Prince, it's just the two of us here. You really don't need to say things against your conscience. Don't you find it exhausting?"

Seeing the undisguised distance in Fang Qingyou's eyes, Luo Qianmo's clear eyes shattered for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

"Are you tired? These are my true thoughts. I'm not pretending, so why would I be tired?" Her voice was as gentle as before, as if her emotions had not changed at all.

Fang Qingyou stared at Luo Qianmo for a long time, seeing no falsehood in his expression, and suddenly wanted to ask him a question: "Eighth Prince, when you saved me, was it just a whim? You wanted to save me, so you saved me, regardless of who you saved, even if you hated me very much?"

"Miss Fang, what do you think?" Luo Qianmo's clear eyes were filled with a smile.

“I think so.” Fang Qingyou stared at Luo Qianmo without moving, trying to see through his heart: “Eighth Prince, I don’t understand. You clearly hate me, yet you always pretend to be close to me? I don’t understand. What is your purpose in saving me time and time again? If you think I have any use and need me to do something, you can just say so. Please don’t make me guess your thoughts anymore, okay?”

Fang Qingyou was really tired. The difference in their social status meant that they could never be friends.

She would rather Luo Qianmo be using her than have his hot-and-cold attitude towards her, his outwardly friendly but inwardly disgusted attitude.

In particular, she couldn't accept his attitude because it would hurt the people around her.

The weariness in Fang Qingyou's eyes, and the deep wound there, stung Luo Qianmo's eyes.

Did he not know that he had caused her such great harm?

He couldn't help but recall everything that happened at the villa on Qixi Festival. His real purpose was to spend an unforgettable festival with her and also to tell her some things. However, he didn't expect that things would go astray from his plan and become beyond his control.

Or rather, he was afraid because he couldn't control his own heart.

He could tell that Fang Qingyou was infatuated with him that day, an irresistible infatuation.

If he could control his own heart, perhaps everything would be different, and perhaps he could win Fang Qingyou's heart.

He had a strong feeling that, just as he was about to open her heart, his disgust caused her heart to close tightly.

Actually, what he disliked was not Fang Qingyou, but his own sudden loss of self-control.

You know, he has always been able to keep his mind as still as a well, but that time, he lost his composure.

After that day, he had decided to stay away from Fang Qingyou, but after hearing the news of her close relationship with Gu Jinyi, he could no longer bear to stay away from her!

He felt as if something that belonged to him had been stolen, and he was furious!

He won't allow it, absolutely not!

That's why he was so furious when he saw Fang Qingyou and Gu Jinyi chatting happily at the She residence that day.

In particular, he saw that when Fang Qingyou looked at Gu Jinyi, her eyes were filled with a bright light, as bright as a dazzling star.

Its brightness enraged him.

In that instant, he had only one thought in his mind.

That is, he must snatch Fang Qingyou to his side!

That time, he completely lost his reason; it wasn't feigned anger, but genuine rage.

Luo Qianmo will always remember that day when Fang Qingyou left, her distant and indifferent demeanor filled him with a sense of panic at the prospect of losing her.

Normally, he would have snatched her away without hesitation, but at that moment, he hesitated because of the deep distance in her eyes.