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

The withered branches had long since burned to ashes, and a ray of light from the outside shining into the cave was the only source of light here.

Fang Qingyou's hands, which were holding the needle, were trembling slightly, but Luo Qianmo still did not wake up.

She had already expelled the cold poison from his body and healed his injuries, but his body did not gradually improve; instead, it grew colder and colder.

She has used all the available medicines and methods to heal people.

At this moment, facing Luo Qianmo, whose eyes were still closed, Fang Qingyou felt a strong sense of despair.

She had never felt so powerless, so unworthy of the name of a divine healer, unable to save even one person she wanted to save.

Luo Qianmo was still breathing, but despite her best efforts, she still couldn't bring him back to consciousness.

"Luo Qianmo, you are the dignified Eighth Prince, how can you be defeated?"

"Luo Qianmo, why don't you show your usual arrogant attitude? Those who harmed you are still at large, how can you lie here?"

"Luo Qianmo, you bastard, why haven't you woken up yet after sleeping for so long?"

"Luo Qianmo, please wake up, please wake up!"

"Luo Qianmo, wake up..."

At this moment, perhaps everything can only rely on a so-called miracle.

But Fang Qingyou was not willing to give up. She sat next to Luo Qianmo and kept calling his name. As she called, her voice choked and tears fell like rain.

Fang Qingyou never imagined that one day she would be so heartbroken because of Luo Qianmo.

At that moment, she forgot his domineering nature, forgot his coercion, forgot her disgust for him, and was left only with guilt and grief.

If it weren't for her, how could Luo Qianmo have ended up in such a state?

If it weren't for her, how could Luo Qianmo have lost his most precious life?

She was not related to him at all, so why would he risk his life to save her?

How could she possibly repay this kindness?

How can she repay this kindness?

She was willing to repay the kindness, but Heaven didn't even give her the chance.

"Luo Qianmo, what will I do if you don't wake up..." Fang Qingyou's voice choked with sobs, and tears fell onto Luo Qianmo's face.

Just then, a voice suddenly entered his ears: "My dear disciple, you must live well. What would I do if you were gone?"

That familiar voice, mimicking Fang Qingyou's tone, sounded extremely sorrowful.

However, knowing who the visitor was, Fang Qingyou immediately wiped away her tears and looked at the only entrance to the cave with a slightly cold gaze.

A disheveled figure appeared at the entrance.

The figure was dressed in rags, with disheveled hair and clothes covered in fallen leaves, twigs, and withered grass, as if he had just emerged from the forest.

Even though she couldn't see the man's face clearly, Fang Qingyou was certain that he must be Xiaoyaozi.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Qingyou had never forgiven Xiaoyaozi because she could not tolerate his betrayal.

But the wariness towards him at this moment was because of the need to protect Luo Qianmo.

Fang Qingyou had always suspected that Xiaoyaozi was a man of Luo Qianmo's political enemies, and seeing him here now made her think that this guess was very likely.

If anyone tries to harm Luo Qianmo, even if that person is her master, she will absolutely not allow it!

Even if it meant death, she would protect Luo Qianmo.

Seeing the hostility in Fang Qingyou's eyes, and then glancing at Luo Qianmo, whom she was protecting behind her, Xiaoyaozi pretended not to know and asked, "My dear disciple, it's your master. Don't you recognize your master? And who is this young master?"

In fact, on the way here, Xiaoyaozi had already guessed what happened last night and knew that the person who saved Fang Qingyou must be Luo Qianmo.

The person lying here at this moment is Luo Qianmo.

That's why Xiaoyaozi was anxious. If he had known that Luo Qianmo was so badly injured, he would have arrived here much faster.

Fang Qingyou didn't answer Xiaoyaozi, but instead asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing Fang Qingyou's cold attitude towards him, Xiaoyaozi deliberately put on a hurt look: "My dear disciple, your master has come to save you! Why are you so cold to your master? My heart aches so much!"

"I'm fine, I don't need your help! Please leave."

"My dear disciple, I am truly happy to see that you are still alive. However, your friend seems to be in rather poor condition. Why don't you let me help you save him?"

Seeing Luo Qianmo's face as pale as paper, Xiaoyaozi took a few steps closer, but Fang Qingyou suddenly shouted coldly, "No need, stay away from him!"

As she drank coldly, Fang Qingyou held a sharp knife, pointing it directly at Xiaoyaozi.

Fang Qingyou found this knife on Luo Qianmo's body, and she is now using it for self-defense.

"My dear disciple, I really just wanted to save people. You should know what kind of person I am, so why are you so wary of me?" Xiaoyaozi said pitifully.

Fang Qingyou snorted coldly and didn't say anything. She kept Xiaoyaozi away from Luo Qianmo precisely because she knew his character well.

If he really harbors ill intentions towards Luo Qianmo, and if he succeeds in his scheme, she might not be able to save him. Therefore, she cannot be careless and must take precautions.

Fang Qingyou thought she had intimidated Xiaoyaozi, but when she saw his figure suddenly become blurry and turn into a moving phantom, her expression changed instantly.

She didn't understand martial arts, but she could tell that Xiaoyaozi's teleportation skill was extremely profound.

Fang Qingyou immediately bent down to protect Luo Qianmo with her body, but as soon as she turned around, she felt her body being frozen in place.

Without a doubt, this person must be Xiaoyaozi.

"Xiaoyaozi, let me go! Xiaoyaozi, if you dare to hurt Luo Qianmo, I will never let you get away with it!" Fang Qingyou roared angrily, her eyes turning bloodshot instantly, looking quite fierce, like an enraged little tiger.

After revealing himself beside Fang Qingyou, Xiaoyaozi was genuinely startled by her appearance. He steadied himself and patted her shoulder, saying, "My dear disciple, don't be afraid. I know you care about your little lover, so I will never harm him. Rest assured, I will revive him as soon as possible, so you can have a little grand-disciple sooner, haha—"

"Luo Qianmo, I'm sorry, I can't save you..." Fang Qingyou closed her eyes in anguish, and tears of despair fell down her cheeks.

Luo Qianmo seemed to hear her despair, for his previously motionless body stirred slightly, his thick, dark eyelashes fluttering as if he were about to wake up.

Noticing Luo Qianmo's movement, Xiaoyaozi's expression changed, and he quickly pressed a point on Luo Qianmo's neck, restoring his body to calm down...