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

Oh well, I'll just agree to it and consider it a blessing for myself.

So, Fang Qingyou turned around and looked at Yi Lingyun, turning her furtive glances into an open one: "Young Master Yi, if you really want me to save your Elder Xing, go and ask him if he's willing. If he is, let him come and tell me himself."

Fang Qingyou refused to admit that she wanted to see Elder Xing suffer a setback. She was just being ethical. Doctors should respect patients' wishes when treating them and always need their consent!

“Okay.” Yi Lingyun readily agreed, and then immediately went to find Elder Xing.

Fang Qingyou went outside to greet Er Mao.

"Sister You'er, I've picked a basket of grass for your horse!" Er Mao said, his round eyes glancing at the carriage next to him from time to time.

"Er Mao, be good. I'll take you for a ride in the carriage in a bit. Come in and wait while I get ready." Actually, Fang Qingyou didn't have much to pack, but she had to wait for the "driver" to come back, didn't she?

Fang Qingyou and Er Mao finally entered Nanguan County in a carriage, with Yi Lingyun as the driver.

Fang Qingyou's main purpose was to take Er Mao for a drive, then buy some meat, cloth, and medicinal herbs to take back. Of course, she also wanted to buy Er Mao some maltose and snacks, and return the rented carriage.

Yes, without Elder Xing on this trip, it will probably take him quite a long time to take that step and make that stubborn old man bow his head.

Fang Qingyou wasn't worried at all about this.

Upon arriving in Nanguan County, the first thing Fang Qingyou did was to take a walk around the notice board at the vegetable market entrance.

On the notice board, there was no wanted notice for the serial killer, nor was there an imperial edict recruiting talented individuals to assist in solving the case.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but smile. It seemed that the imperial court had accepted her autopsy findings, but the murderer had not yet been caught.

Finally, Fang Qingyou went to the horse market and bought a carriage, returning the current one.

With this back and forth, Fang Qingyou's hundred taels of reward money has already been more than half gone.

Fang Qingyou then felt a pang of heartache, because the remaining money was probably not enough for her to fulfill so many of her ideas for improving her quality of life.

However, Fang Qingyou was not disappointed. With her medical skills, she could live a comfortable life even as a village doctor. Being happy was the most important thing.

……

In the Eighth Prince's residence, Luo Qianmo leaned back in an exquisite rattan rocking chair, his slender, jade-like fingers turning the pages of a newly compiled booklet.

She was so beautiful, like a painting, a painting that you couldn't take your eyes off.

This booklet records Fang Qingyou's information, including her identity, age, height, weight, family, and her life story from childhood to adulthood in great detail.

The details recorded in this booklet extend up to yesterday.

If Fang Qingyou could see the contents of this booklet, she would surely cry her eyes out.

Waaah, she doesn't even have as many memories as the original owner, okay?

Luo Qianmo's posture appeared quite languid, but there were obvious fluctuations in his clear and deep eyes.

"Your Highness, Fang Qingyou went to Nanguan County again today, accompanied by Yi Lingyun and Liu Ermao. She went to the notice board first..."

One of his subordinates bowed and stood in front of Luo Qianmo, reporting to him in detail everything Fang Qingyou had done that day.

Luo Qianmo listened without changing his expression at all, but a faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips.

She really knows how to enjoy herself. I wonder what her expression would be if she knew that her driver, Yi Lingyun, was the young master of Tianhua Pavilion, the number one gang in the world?

At the same time, in the Derong Hall.

After listening to her father-in-law's report, Empress Qin had some doubts.

"That kid is only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet he managed to find the cause of death for the victims in this series of murders? Is he really not one of Luo Qianmo's men? Why would Xuanhuang give him the imperial reward in advance?"

Empress Qin did not doubt Eunuch Quan, but rather could not accept the fact that a mere thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was more capable than those senior coroners.

Moreover, Luo Qianmo has never been a person who is overly kind-hearted; he would never give Fang Qingyou a hundred taels of gold just because she is poor.

Eunuch Quan replied, "Your Majesty, we have no information about the situation in the morgue. We still don't know how that boy determined the cause of death. As for the relationship between the Eighth Prince and him, our people will continue to investigate to see if there are any other discoveries."

Upon hearing this, Empress Qin's expression softened slightly.

"Keep a close eye on Luo Qianmo! And that kid, find out who he is as soon as possible. I don't believe a greenhorn from the countryside could have such abilities!"

……

Fang Qingyou was unaware that so many people were eyeing her. At that moment, she was leisurely sitting in the carriage, licking a string of sugar paintings with Er Mao.

When Fang Qingyou returned to Liujia Village, Yi Lingyun suddenly stopped the carriage near her home.

Fang Qingyou was wondering what was going on when she heard insults like "seduction," "filthy," and "slut," along with a woman's sharp curses and howls. It sounded like there was an argument not far ahead.

Seeing that Er Mao was a little scared, Fang Qingyou hugged him and covered his ears.

"Er Mao is not afraid."

Afterwards, Fang Qingyou lifted the side curtain of the carriage with one hand and peeked out to see what was happening in front.

A crowd of people, men, women, and children, had gathered not far away, mostly onlookers, completely blocking out what was happening in the scene.

Just then, Fang Qingyou vaguely felt that she heard the name "Er Ya". Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Liu Er Ya was arguing with someone?

If so, then Liu the landlord's wife is incredibly efficient!

Thinking about this possibility, Fang Qingyou felt an overwhelming desire to find out more.

However, the way they were swearing seemed a bit inappropriate for children, so she decided not to take Er Mao with her.

"Er Mao, you stay in the car. I'll go see what's wrong with Qian Qu. Don't be afraid, he'll protect you." The "he" Fang Qingyou was referring to was Yi Lingyun, the driver and bodyguard she had chosen.

Er Mao nodded obediently.

Fang Qingyou lifted the carriage curtain, intending to jump off, but suddenly noticed that Yi Lingyun's face was flushed red, like a red persimmon on a late autumn persimmon tree branch.

"Young Master Yi, what's wrong with you?" Fang Qingyou wondered if Yi Lingyun had suddenly developed a fever.

Fang Qingyou's question only made Yi Lingyun blush even more. Just by looking at him, she felt as if she could feel the burning heat on his cheeks through the air.