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

She wasn't a sentimental person; no matter what happened, worrying wouldn't help, finding a solution was the right thing to do.

After analysis, Fang Qingyou determined that the person lying in ambush outside her house was probably not the murderer in the serial killings. If the murderer could find so many accomplices, he would have just sent them to kill the people. Why would he have gone to such lengths to hide information when he did it himself?

Therefore, Fang Qingyou could only conclude that these people were there for money.

She had asked Yi Lingyun, and he said that even when facing people who knew martial arts, his skills were such that he could easily take on a hundred people.

That's why Fang Qingyou felt relieved. There were only a few petty thieves guarding outside. Yi Lingyun could take them out with just one finger. What was she afraid of?

The best thing she should do is let Yi Lingyun protect her.

In this regard, Yi Lingyun seemed to be even more proactive than her; she didn't need to worry about it at all.

Yes, Fang Qingyou was convinced that these people were petty thieves. In her opinion, those skilled individuals had no need to covet her money, because they could amass wealth with just a flick of their fingers.

At this time, Fang Qingyou was unaware that her thoughts were too simplistic. In fact, from the moment she took down the imperial edict, she was drawn into a turbulent struggle, or rather, it began even earlier.

Upon waking up in the morning, the first thing Fang Qingyou did was to carefully examine her left forearm, but the result was the same as every other examination: there was nothing wrong with her body, and the sudden stinging sensation appeared inexplicably and strangely.

Fang Qingyou planned to start practicing her body-strengthening boxing after washing up, followed by arm strength training. She needed to get her body in better shape as soon as possible.

She was carrying a basin to the kitchen to get hot water when she saw Elder Xing outside suddenly stand up as soon as she stepped into the yard.

Elder Xing roared at her with a grim expression, "Fang Qingyou, where is my young master?"

Last night, Fang Qingyou didn't get a clear look at Elder Xing's face, and now that she saw him, she felt strange.

Elder Xing's hair and beard were snow-white, clearly indicating that he was in his seventies or eighties, but the shrewdness and spirit in his eyes were only at the level of a middle-aged man.

However, Fang Qingyou also noticed Elder Xing's face full of anger, which was filled with disgust. It seemed that even saying a word to her made him feel extremely disgusted.

"It's your young master, not mine. Why are you asking me instead of asking yourself?" Fang Qingyou replied calmly.

Although respecting the elderly is a virtue, she is not willing to respect those who do not respect her.

"You, you..." Elder Xing pointed at Fang Qingyou, wanting to scold her but unable to utter a word.

Fang Qingyou glared at him: "What do you mean, Elder Xing? I said you should be calm and resting your mind after being poisoned, but why are you so angry?"

"You..." Elder Xing's expression changed drastically. Normally, people would think that he was always like this, because apart from his white hair and beard, his physical characteristics were exactly the same as those of a normal person. But Fang Qingyou actually said that he was poisoned.

Did she really figure it out, or was she just saying it casually?

Just then, Yi Lingyun's urgent voice rang out from behind: "Xiao You, do you have a way to cure Elder Xing's poison?"

Yi Lingyun came out after hearing the commotion outside, and just then she heard Fang Qingyou's words. Her dark eyes immediately lit up.

Fang Qingyou didn't even glance at Elder Xing, and simply said, "I might have a way, but I'm not willing."

Elder Xing stared at Fang Qingyou in shock, unable to believe that these words came from her mouth. Over the years, he had seen many doctors, but none of them dared to say that they could cure him of the poison.

He always thought that only Xiaoyaozi could save him, but Xiaoyaozi traveled all over the world and his whereabouts were unknown, so no one could find him.

But now, this girl who is only thirteen or fourteen years old actually claims that she can cure him?

Elder Xing was unwilling to believe it, but Yi Lingyun's expectation and the pride in Fang Qingyou's eyes made him feel that she seemed to really have some ability.

"Xiao You, if you can cure Elder Xing of the poison in his body, please save him. He has suffered terribly from this poison all these years."

"Young Master Yi, Elder Xing himself hasn't said he's suffering, so why are you in such a hurry?" Fang Qingyou glared at Yi Lingyun, picked up the basin, and left.

"Xiao You..." Yi Lingyun quickly chased after her.

Elder Xing stood there, stunned, watching Fang Qingyou's departing figure, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes.

Despite Yi Lingyun's best efforts, Fang Qingyou refused to agree to save Elder Xing.

She knew the pain of poisoning, but she really didn't want to deal with this short-tempered Elder Xing; he was absolutely awful.

Fang Qingyou spent two hours washing up, practicing her body-strengthening boxing, and training her arm strength.

For the past two hours, Yi Lingyun had been clinging to Fang Qingyou, and since she couldn't get away, she simply ignored him.

After exercising, Fang Qingyou was covered in sweat and finally managed to shake off Yi Lingyun while taking a shower.

Soaking in the warm bathtub, feeling comfortable, Fang Qingyou's thoughts began to wander.

She felt strongly that she should make herself a few more outfits, otherwise, she wouldn't have enough clothes to change into every day while exercising.

We need to hire a maid, otherwise Ren Shi will be exhausted from boiling water for her every day.

It seems we need to get a new bathtub; this one is too small for her to splash around in. Of course, a large bathtub would be ideal...

It seems like we should move to a bigger house...

As she thought about it, Fang Qingyou realized that she didn't have enough money in her pocket.

After taking a shower, Fang Qingyou changed into a new outfit. It was a men's suit she had bought at the clothing store yesterday. The size was quite suitable, making her look more dashing and energetic.

As for the other set of women's clothing she bought, Fang Qingyou planned to wear it when she became more beautiful, so that she could truly amaze everyone.

"Xiao You?" Fang Qingyou looked so different that even Yi Lingyun, who was about to cling to her, didn't recognize her.

Fang Qingyou smiled and winked at Yi Lingyun: "Young Master Yi, are you stunned by my handsome appearance?"

While Yi Lingyun was still in a daze, Fang Qingyou went straight to the kitchen.

After Yi Lingyun realized what was happening, she quickly followed after him.

After the meal, Fang Qingyou prepared to take a walk to digest her food, and Yi Lingyun still followed her closely.

Looking at Yi Lingyun's clean and handsome face, Fang Qingyou couldn't get angry at all. She wanted to agree to treat Elder Xing, but she still felt a little awkward.

"Sister You'er!" Just then, Fang Qingyou heard a familiar voice calling her.

Fang Qingyou turned her head and saw Er Mao standing outside her door, carrying a basket of grass.

Fang Qingyou then remembered that she had promised Er Mao that she would take him for a carriage ride today, but she had almost forgotten about it because Yi Lingyun had been pestering her all morning.

However, she only knows how to ride a horse but not how to drive a carriage, so it seems that now it's her turn to ask Yi Lingyun for help?