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

His previously steady breathing suddenly became heavy, as if a large boulder was pressing down on his body.

He still wore the fanged mask, but his face beneath it was a dark bluish-green, and his features gleamed with an eerie light.

Yes, the Fang Lord was poisoned, poisoned by Xiaoyaozi, the same poison pill Fang Qingyou had used on him that day.

On that day, Lord Fang almost died. Although he has now been given a second chance at life, he is helpless against the poison in his body.

He was a master of poisons, but this time the poison stumped him.

Ever since he was poisoned, he has been researching ways to detoxify, but after so long, he has made no progress.

The poison caused him immense pain; if he hadn't endured it, he would have collapsed long ago.

Of course, he couldn't let his subordinates know his true situation, otherwise everything he had painstakingly built up over the years would be destroyed.

He was afraid of death because he still had a great grudge to settle, and because his enemies were still living a carefree life!

It took the fanged lord a long time to recover before he had the strength to take out a jet-black pill from his body and swallow it. Only then did the pain in his body lessen considerably.

"You little bastard, I, the Lord, will make you die, die, die!"

The Fang Lord gritted his teeth viciously, his bloodshot eyes as chilling as those of a venomous snake. Even through the fang mask, one could feel the bone-chilling hatred emanating from him.

Inside the She residence, She Yuyan was like an ant on a hot pan, pacing anxiously in the main hall.

Madam She frowned deeply, her face full of anxiety.

She Ruifeng also had a furrowed brow and a gloomy expression.

The whole family was worried about Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo's situation.

"It's all my fault. If I had stayed with Qingyou, she might not have disappeared. She's been missing for a day and a night now. I wonder if something has happened to her?" She Yuyan was full of regret. She had only intended to give Luo Qianmo and Fang Qingyou a chance to be alone, but she never expected this to happen.

Both of them have now disappeared, and no one knows what happened to them.

She Ruifeng stood up and pressed She Yuyan down into a chair: "Yan'er, calm down for a while. If you keep spinning around, your father's head will get dizzy."

"Father, tell me what exactly happened to Qingyou, and what about the Eighth Prince? Why did he also disappear?" She Yuyan looked at She Ruifeng for help, hoping to get some definite information from him.

She Ruifeng patted She Yuyan's shoulder and patiently comforted her, "Yan'er, don't think about these things. Leave them to your father. The fact that no bad news is coming back is good news. I will send some more people out to look for Miss Fang and the Eighth Prince. I hope we can find them soon."

"Hmm." She Yuyan felt a little relieved; yes, no news was good news.

While the father and daughter were talking, Madam She remained silent.

But only she knew that her worries about Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo were no less than those she expressed to She Ruifeng and She Yuyan.

She could still express her worries about Fang Qingyou, but she could only bury her worries about Luo Qianmo deep in her heart.

In Luo Qianmo's villa, Fang Qingyou was soaking in a medicinal bath made with fresh flowers in a large bathtub.

The water temperature was just right, which made her body feel relaxed. The medicinal juice, which was of just the right strength, nourished her body. The fresh and elegant fragrance of flowers wafted to her nose. The feeling was so wonderful that it was like falling into a sweet dream, and she was reluctant to open her eyes.

In fact, Fang Qingyou gradually fell asleep while soaking in the flower-infused medicinal bath.

Having not blinked for a day and a night, coupled with the tense escape and treatment of Luo Qianmo, she felt extremely tired now that she could relax. She felt like she could sleep for days and nights.

Fang Qingyou didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she found that the temperature of the bath was still warm and comfortable, the concentration of the medicine was still just right, and the floral fragrance was still fresh and elegant, just like when she first took a bath.

Fang Qingyou couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement. Luo Qianmo was indeed a wealthy and generous tycoon. She had been soaking in the bath for who knows how long and was still enjoying the most comfortable treatment.

This level of floral herbal bath, every time it's continued for a period of time, costs a lot of money.

Fang Qingyou only knew that this kind of flower medicinal bath was expensive, but she didn't know that in the entire villa, only the owner Luo Qianmo and she could enjoy such treatment.

At the same time, Xiaoyaozi sat quietly in the room, his dark eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

The guards in the villa kept a close watch on him, preventing him from moving around freely; he could only stay quietly in his room.

Xiaoyaozi knew that the reason he was able to "enjoy" this level of treatment was entirely due to Fang Qingyou's efforts. He also knew that this little girl was still unable to let go of his betrayal and even doubted his intentions towards Luo Qianmo.

Being treated like a wolf by his own disciple made Xiaoyaozi uncomfortable, but he actually wanted it to be this way.

Only in this way can his true intentions be concealed.

As long as his goal is achieved, the process is completely unimportant.

In Xiaoyaozi's mind, he recalled the bloody scene he had witnessed on a mountaintop in Qiaoyang Mountain.

He sensed the scent of his poison and knew that Fang Qingyou might be on the mountaintop, facing an insurmountable danger.

He originally went to rescue Fang Qingyou, but unexpectedly, he also sensed Luo Qianmo's presence on the spot.

However, what shocked Xiaoyaozi the most was that bloody scene.

When he reached the top of the mountain, he didn't find Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo. Instead, he saw piles of corpses rotting on their own.

With just one glance, he could tell that these corpses had ingested extremely potent poisons before they died.

While they were alive, they might have been able to control the effects of this poison, but after they died, it began to erode their bodies until their flesh and blood disappeared completely.

This poison flowed from the rotting flesh and blood of the corpses, contaminating those who were still alive. They too were transformed into filthy flesh and blood, disappearing from the world without leaving a trace.

Xiaoyaozi eventually left the mountaintop, but he knew that soon it would be empty, as if the fighting and corpses had never existed.

Thinking of that scene, Xiaoyaozi frowned. Who on earth could concoct such a domineering poison and use it so cruelly on so many people?

He admitted that he didn't care about the lives of ordinary people, but that scene really shocked him.

He remembered seeing a blue fanged mask on the corpses.