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

"Fang Qingyou, you owe me an answer." Luo Qianmo looked directly into Fang Qingyou's eyes, as if trying to see into her heart.

In fact, he did hope so. He had always felt that she had feelings for him, but she herself had not yet realized it.

"Eighth Prince, please give me some time, okay?" Fang Qingyou's mind was in turmoil. She needed to calm down so that she could see her own heart clearly.

She felt that she should give Luo Qianmo more time to think things through. Perhaps once he understood, he wouldn't be so insistent on his attitude towards her.

In her heart, she always felt that Luo Qianmo's feelings for her were not romantic, but rather an obsession with something she could not have.

It's like getting stuck in a dead end; one day you'll find your way out.

"Okay." Luo Qianmo nodded after a long silence, and then released Fang Qingyou's hand.

He desperately wanted an answer right now, but he also knew he couldn't push her too hard, and he was confident that he could win her heart.

Fang Qingyou hurriedly covered Luo Qianmo with his clothes again before sitting down calmly to the side.

Xiaoyaozi waited outside the cave for a while, and seeing that there was no movement inside, he quietly poked his head in.

Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo had already separated; one was sitting quietly to one side, while the other was lying quietly to the other. Only then did Xiaoyaozi walk in.

"My dear disciples, what were you doing just now?" Xiaoyaozi asked, feigning confusion.

"It's nothing, I was just checking the Eighth Prince's injuries." Fang Qingyou didn't want to pay attention to Xiaoyaozi, but she couldn't ignore his words. If she didn't explain, Xiaoyaozi would definitely misunderstand.

This confirms Luo Qianmo's statement that "your master saw it too."

Xiaoyaozi stared at Fang Qingyou for a while, then glanced at Luo Qianmo with an expression of disbelief, but did not press the matter further.

Instead, his expression suddenly turned serious: "My dear disciple, I just saw some people searching around here, like they were looking for someone. I wonder if they are friend or foe?"

Fang Qingyou's expression changed instantly, and she couldn't help but feel nervous.

If they were those masked assassins with fangs from last night, they would likely be in grave danger.

Luo Qianmo's expression remained indifferent as he asked, "Senior, could you tell me what features those people had?"

Xiaoyaozi thought for a moment and then said, "Their clothing is nothing special, except that each of their swords has a blue tassel hanging from it."

“They are my people.” Luo Qianmo said, and tried to get up, but Fang Qingyou pressed him down: “Luo Qianmo, you should not move around because of your injuries.”

Xiaoyaozi quickly advised, "My good disciple, you should let him go. With me handling him, what's there to worry about?"

Fang Qingyou frowned slightly. Was Xiaoyaozi trying to take this opportunity to get close to Luo Qianmo?

Xiaoyaozi stared at the cave with a look of disgust: "My good disciple, look at this place. Is this a place to recuperate? Besides, there's no medicine, no food, and no drink here. If this kid stays here, his injuries will worsen in less than three days!"

Fang Qingyou frowned even more deeply. What Xiaoyaozi said was all true, but did he really have some purpose for Luo Qianmo?

She hadn't forgotten how Xiaoyaozi had instantly immobilized her acupoints, meaning that he was not only a superb doctor but also quite skilled in martial arts.

Such a carefree person is even more dangerous than those peerless masters.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Senior." Luo Qianmo glanced at Xiaoyaozi with gratitude, then turned his gaze to Fang Qingyou: "Miss Fang, may I leave now?"

"Then I want to come along." After some hesitation, Fang Qingyou could only nod in the end.

This cave is indeed not a good place to recuperate, but how could she feel at ease if Xiaoyaozi was with Luo Qianmo?

"Of course." Luo Qianmo's lips curved into a smile, his beautiful eyes filled with deep laughter.

Fang Qingyou knew that Luo Qianmo had misunderstood. She was indeed worried about him, but it wasn't the kind of worry that she felt, but rather the kind of worry that she didn't trust.

However, the real reason is something I cannot say out loud.

She only knew that Xiaoyaozi was far more powerful than she had imagined, and that it would be even more dangerous if she had the chance to get close to Luo Qianmo. However, she was not sure whether Xiaoyaozi really had ill intentions towards Luo Qianmo.

Xiaoyaozi took one of Luo Qianmo's waist tokens and led Luo Qianmo's men into the cave.

The person in the lead was someone Fang Qingyou had met before.

It was the same Lord Huang she had met at the county government office in Nanguan County, the same Lord Huang who had given her a hundred taels of silver as a reward in advance.

It was at this moment that Fang Qingyou realized that he was Luo Qianmo's man.

Of course, Fang Qingyou couldn't show even the slightest hint that she knew him.

The cave was quite spacious, but the entrance was very narrow, only allowing one person to pass through at a time. Moreover, its location was quite secluded, hidden under a large tree and covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves.

If you hadn't fallen down by chance, it would have been very difficult to discover that there was a cave here.

Seeing the situation at the cave entrance, Fang Qingyou was somewhat glad that she had been holding Luo Qianmo back then; otherwise, they might not have fallen into the cave and might not have escaped this calamity.

The entrance to the cave was a narrow passage that was not easy to walk through. Xuanhuang carried Luo Qianmo and climbed up the cave wall.

Emerging from the cave, it was night outside, but the clear air felt incredibly refreshing.

As the fifteenth of the lunar month approached, the moonlight was bright and its radiance was like water.

As Fang Qingyou gazed at the sky dotted with stars and breathed in the cool, moist air, she felt as if she were in another world.

Having survived this ordeal, she must cherish her life even more from now on.

We may not live with extreme caution, but we will certainly not let today's disaster repeat itself.

As Fang Qingyou looked away, her gaze met Luo Qianmo's.

Even in his disheveled state and severely injured, he still possessed an air of superiority and domineering arrogance, just like the arrogant and unruly Eighth Prince.

Perhaps it was because of the hazy moonlight, but his gaze was gentle and tender, just like the soft moonlight that soothed his heart.

Meeting Luo Qianmo's gaze, Fang Qingyou felt a strange emotion arise within her for some reason.

Her feelings for Luo Qianmo seemed to have changed.

It felt like the joy of surviving a disaster, yet it didn't quite feel like it.

It felt like gratitude for being saved, yet it didn't quite feel like that either.

It's like a trust that's shared through life and death, yet it doesn't seem to be.

When I saw Luo Qianmo, I felt an unusual sense of intimacy.

Like friends, like family, yet not quite.

Fang Qingyou couldn't be sure what kind of emotion it was...