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

"So what? I still know." Luo Qianmo stared at Fang Qingyou, completely disagreeing with her point of view.

The point is not that others don't know, but that he does.

"Your Highness, you may remember these things now, but you will forget them soon. If you were to marry, women all over the world would flock to you. Countless beauties, talented women, and daughters of noble families would be lining up for you to choose from. Are you really willing to give up an entire forest for a mere sapling like me?" Fang Qingyou felt that Luo Qianmo must be joking, so she kindly reminded him.

If we continue joking like this, we'll really go too far.

How could he not scare people about something as serious as marriage?

Fang Qingyou stared at Luo Qianmo expectantly, waiting for him to say "I don't want to," but instead, he moved his pale lips and uttered a sentence that almost made her vomit blood: "Fang Qingyou, I think you've probably forgotten that your master also saw us together."

If Luo Qianmo hadn't mentioned it, Fang Qingyou would have truly forgotten.

Fang Qingyou looked around and found that Xiaoyaozi was not in the cave at the moment. It seemed that he was still there when Luo Qianmo had just woken up.

“Master wouldn’t talk nonsense. Besides, he saw you injured and that you were unconscious. He knows that nothing happened between us.”

"Is that so? Then how do you plan to settle the matter of you molesting me now?"

"I didn't molest you, I was treating your injuries." Fang Qingyou was almost in tears; she felt like she had gotten herself into trouble with a scoundrel.

If she had known Luo Qianmo was such a scoundrel, she should have let Xiaoyaozi heal him.

Well, the truth is that if she had known earlier, she wouldn't have let Xiaoyaozi touch Luo Qianmo, because she hadn't completely let her guard down around him.

However, whatever his purpose, he did actually save Luo Qianmo this time.

"Fang Qingyou, shouldn't you be overjoyed to marry me? Why are you looking so miserable? Are you afraid I'll lie to you?"

"Your Highness, are you kidding me?" Fang Qingyou couldn't laugh, but she was more likely to cry: "Your Highness, please don't scare me. You've scared my fragile heart to death."

"I, the prince, always keep my word. When have I ever joked with you?" Luo Qianmo stared intently at Fang Qingyou, a rare serious expression on his face.

Those beautiful eyes were clear and calm, as if they wanted Fang Qingyou to see into his heart through them.

Fang Qingyou was stunned. She stared blankly at Luo Qianmo, almost unable to believe her ears, but she saw her own reflection clearly in his beautiful eyes.

Does this mean that he truly has feelings for her?

Fang Qingyou felt her heart suddenly panic.

She had always thought that Luo Qianmo was deliberately teasing her, which was why he was so calm. But now that she saw his serious expression, she became nervous.

"Eighth Prince, you...you don't really intend to marry me, do you? Do you think the Emperor, Empress, and Empress Dowager will agree to this?"

"I will marry whomever I want, why do I need anyone else's approval?" Luo Qianmo pressed Fang Qingyou's hand even harder, his expression firm: "Fang Qingyou, believe me, since I have agreed to marry you, I will definitely marry you."

Fang Qingyou bit her lip and met Luo Qianmo's gaze: "Eighth Prince, but I... I don't want to marry you."

If Luo Qianmo is serious, then she is serious too.

"Why?" A fleeting sadness flashed across Luo Qianmo's beautiful eyes. He could sense that Fang Qingyou had feelings for him, which was why he didn't understand why she was so resistant to marrying him.

“As a prince, I think you, Eighth Prince, should know better than I do the ruthlessness and cruelty of the royal family.” Fang Qingyou lowered her eyes. She didn’t want to say such disrespectful things, but it was indeed the truth.

Before this, Fang Qingyou was very resistant to Luo Qianmo, but after his selfless rescue, her opinion of him changed drastically.

Luo Qianmo isn't such a bad person at heart; at least he's kind and loyal to her.

He and she were not related by blood, and when it came to a life-or-death situation, even relatives and friends might not be willing to give up their own lives to save her, but Luo Qianmo was willing to do so.

She disliked the idea of ​​repaying a debt of gratitude with her body, but if the person was Luo Qianmo, and if he truly had romantic feelings for her, she would be willing to give it a try.

But his status as a prince, and the possibility of him having a large number of women in his harem, were things she simply couldn't accept.

Also, why did he have to choose her? It wasn't that she felt inferior, but that she genuinely couldn't accept the possibility that Luo Qianmo might have feelings for her.

Luo Qianmo's hand, which was holding Fang Qingyou's, trembled slightly, not because he was angry, but because he understood.

He took Fang Qingyou's hand in his, holding it firmly in his palm, and gazed at her intently: "If I could ascend to that supreme position, if I could protect you for the rest of your life, if I could promise you my true love for a lifetime, would you be willing to marry me?"

Fang Qingyou stared blankly at Luo Qianmo, speechless for a long time.

She didn't know the answer. Perhaps she was willing. Luo Qianmo had gone to such lengths for her, and she was deeply moved. Why wouldn't she be willing?

However, she might be unwilling. These things are simple to say, but the difficulty in doing them is unimaginable.

The struggle for the throne among princes is an extremely dangerous affair. Throughout history, countless princes have lost their lives in this struggle, ending up with tragic and pitiful fates.

A peaceful life and a lifelong sincere love are what she longs for, but the difficulty of achieving them is no less than that of fighting for the throne.

If Luo Qianmo really becomes the ruler of a country, with three thousand beauties in his harem, there are countless women who are younger, more beautiful, and more talented than her. Can he really remain faithful to her to the end?

Fang Qingyou also didn't know the answer.

Fang Qingyou's hesitation had already revealed her thoughts, but Luo Qianmo was waiting for her answer.

Looking at Luo Qianmo's bright, expectant eyes and the rare, gentle tenderness in them, Fang Qingyou really wanted to say yes.

But I just couldn't bring myself to say yes, and when I wanted to refuse him, I couldn't bring myself to say it either.

"Luo Qianmo, I..." After a long while, Fang Qingyou finally made a decision, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a strange scream.

"Oh dear, my eyes!" The one who uttered this strange cry was none other than Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi had just run in from outside when he yelled and ran out again.

Fang Qingyou didn't react at first, but when she saw Luo Qianmo holding her hand, her face suddenly turned red.

Can anyone tell her why Xiaoyaozi had to appear here, since he could have appeared much earlier?