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

Fang Qingyou glanced at Qin Nihong a few steps away out of the corner of her eye, a smile playing on her lips, and nodded in agreement, "There is indeed a foul smell."

"I don't know what it smells like, but it's so pungent!" She Yuyan frowned deeply, making no attempt to hide her disgust.

The two were talking, not too loudly but not too quietly either, so that people nearby and Qin Nihong could hear them.

For a moment, everyone turned their attention to Qin Nihong, because they too had smelled a strange odor.

It smells bad, but it has a powdery fragrance; it smells good, but it has a disgusting stench.

That smell was indeed very unpleasant to the nose.

If She Yuyan and Fang Qingyou hadn't said anything, it wouldn't have mattered. But now that they were talking about it, everyone felt that the strange smell was coming from Qin Nihong's place, because the smell only appeared after she arrived.

Qin Nihong, who was originally furious, turned even more furious upon seeing these probing gazes.

How dare these people laugh at her and look down on her!

It’s simply courting death!

Actually, before this, Qin Nihong didn't think she smelled bad. It was just that after using that prescription for so many days, there was always a nauseating stench on the tip of her nose.

Qin Nihong thought it was a psychological trauma, but now, seeing the disgust in everyone's eyes when they see her, she realizes that she has also been tainted by that stench!

That's why Qin Nihong hated Fang Qingyou even more, wishing she could tear her to pieces.

It's all Fang Qingyou's fault! It's all Fang Qingyou's fault! It's all that little bitch Fang Qingyou's fault!

She let herself get poisoned by snakes, but then pretended to treat her with that disgusting prescription!

Qin Nihong dug her fingernails into her palms and strode over angrily, intending to scold Fang Qingyou.

Before she could utter a word of rebuke, Fang Qingyou suddenly looked up, her gaze filled with surprise and concern as she saw her: "Princess Neon, what a coincidence! Your face looks much better; the prescription really worked for you. But these are just external observations. How do you feel now?"

Fang Qingyou's surprised expression was as if she had just seen Qin Nihong, and her concerned expression looked very sincere, just like a doctor's concern for a patient.

Qin Nihong was stunned for a moment. She had expected Fang Qingyou to be confrontational with her, but she had not anticipated that Fang Qingyou would care about her.

While Qin Nihong was still in a daze, Fang Qingyou had already stood up and smiled as she gestured for her to sit down: "Princess Nihong, I wonder where you came from? Did you like this seat? If you don't mind, please sit down. However, if you find it crowded, I can give it to you."

Fang Qingyou's face was full of respect, but her words only fueled Qin Nihong's anger, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

As a princess of Japan, she naturally has her own special seat at the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet. Why would she want such a lousy seat?

The reason I came here was simply because I knew Fang Qingyou was here.

Furthermore, as a princess of Japan, whatever she takes a fancy to is naturally hers; why would she need someone else to give it to her?

She's just a concubine's daughter from a second-rank official's family; what right does she have to give her that privilege?

What angered Qin Nihong even more was that when Fang Qingyou stood next to her, she actually felt a tremendous pressure.

Looking at her light and airy dress, her slender figure, her elegant and graceful demeanor, her radiant smile, and her beautiful face, I felt a sense of inferiority.

Even though she was taller than Fang Qingyou, why did I feel like I had to look up to her when I looked at her?

Even though she was the princess, all the princesses and princes still gave her some face. So she never felt inferior in front of the real royals.

But today, facing a mere concubine's daughter from the Fang family, she felt her brilliance dimmed, like dust.

Qin Nihong couldn't understand why she was superior to Fang Qingyou in terms of status, family background, looks, and figure.

No, it's far superior to Fang Qingyou.

Although Fang Qingyou's clothes, jewelry, and accessories were of good quality, they still couldn't compare to her own luxuriousness.

But why did she feel inferior?

Qin Nihong was furious about this feeling.

Qin Nihong glared fiercely at Fang Qingyou: "Fifth Miss Fang, you think far too highly of yourself. Hmph, would this princess care about your position? Do you think you're so great, or are you trying to get my attention this way?!"

Fang Qingyou seemed surprised that Qin Nihong would get angry. After a slight pause, she chuckled and said, "Princess Nihong, you misunderstand. I just saw you walking this way and stopping here, so I assumed you had your eye on this spot. However, since I misunderstood Princess Nihong's meaning, I apologize for my rudeness."

At this moment, She Yuyan glanced at Qin Nihong with a slightly cold expression: "If Princess Nihong is unwilling to sit here, then please leave."

Upon hearing that somewhat familiar voice, Qin Nihong's expression stiffened slightly. Just now, she had been so focused on settling scores with Fang Qingyou that she had completely forgotten about She Yuyan's existence.

She had just looked down on this spot, even showing disgust, yet Yu Yan was still sitting here.

“Miss She, it’s not that I don’t want this position, but Miss Fang’s words are bound to cause misunderstandings.” Qin Nihong could get angry at Fang Qingyou, but she dared not show the slightest disrespect to She Yuyan.

"Princess Neon has no need to explain to me what she chooses." She Yuyan didn't actually want to sit with Qin Neon because her smell was too pungent.

However, she also knew that Qin Nihong was not invited by Fang Qingyou.

Those who know about those things are probably very clear about her purpose.

She came specifically for Fang Qingyou.

Seeing this, Qin Nihong's face darkened even more; even a fool could tell that She Yuyan was angry.

Qin Nihong hesitated, her face grim. If she had a choice, she naturally wouldn't want to offend She Yuyan. However, She Yuyan and Fang Qingyou were so close that if she wanted to deal with Fang Qingyou, it seemed inevitable that she would have a conflict with She Yuyan.

Should she endure it, or should she cast aside all her worries and seek revenge?

Just as Qin Nihong was struggling with her inner turmoil, a high-pitched, thin voice suddenly rang out again outside the Chrysanthemum Garden.