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

Fang Qingyou couldn't remember how many times she tossed and turned, half-asleep, her mind always filled with Luo Qianmo's stunningly pale face, while she could faintly hear Wu Sha's suppressed groans of pain.

As dawn broke, Fang Qingyou got up, tidied herself up, and went to the detached courtyard.

However, he did not go inside, but stood outside and lingered for a long time.

Yesterday, she didn't know that Luo Qianmo lived here, which is why she went in and picked osmanthus flowers without any scruples.

Now that she knows it's Luo Qianmo, she wants to see him, but for some reason, she can't bring herself to take that step.

Until someone came out of the courtyard.

Fang Qingyou recognized the man as one of Luo Qianmo's subordinates. At that moment, the man was carrying a wooden bucket filled with leftover food in one hand and a food box in the other as he walked out.

Judging from their appearance, they seem to be going to clean up the trash.

That's why Fang Qingyou felt a sudden surge of anger when her gaze fell on the food box.

Because this food box was the very same one she used to deliver mooncakes to Luo Qianmo.

At this moment, the handle of the food box broke, the lid shattered, the plate containing the mooncakes broke, and the mooncakes inside were also destroyed, shattered into a pile of crumbs.

Only a pile of withered osmanthus flowers and dead leaves mixed in there serve as a reminder of its former beauty.

The flowers were in full bloom and the moon was full, but now only ruins remain.

Fang Qingyou felt a surge of anger rising within her, making her almost unable to resist going to find Luo Qianmo.

However, she ultimately held back.

That's enough, that's enough. It was originally a gift for someone else. Whether that person likes it or tramples on it is their freedom.

What's there to be angry about? She should be angry at herself. Why did she have to give things away to others in the first place?

Although she tried to comfort herself, Fang Qingyou still felt a lingering bitterness in her heart.

Luo Qianmo's subordinate saw Fang Qingyou and was about to go up and greet her, but before he could even speak, he saw her walk away angrily.

The subordinate looked puzzled. What was wrong with Miss Fang today? Why was she acting so strangely?

Mingyue and Yuefei also saw the broken food box. They exchanged a glance and silently mourned for their subordinate.

Oh, and the person who destroyed the food box.

These mooncakes were made by Miss Fang herself. If His Highness knew, he would cherish them even more. But now they are being discarded like trash.

However, Mingyue and Yuefei were also somewhat pleased, because the angrier Fang Qingyou was, the more she cared about His Highness, even though she herself might not have realized it.

The subordinate was even more puzzled when he saw the sympathy in Mingyue and Yuefei's eyes. He had only lost some things, so why was he being pitied like this?

Back in her room, Fang Qingyou still felt depressed and unable to shake off her worries. So she started practicing her health-preserving boxing. As she sweated profusely, her troubles seemed to gradually disappear with the sweat.

After finishing my boxing practice and taking a shower, I felt refreshed and then sat down at the table to read medical books.

Seeing that Fang Qingyou had finally calmed down, Mingyue and Yuefei simply stood silently by her side.

"Knock knock knock—" The long silence was broken by a knock on the door.

Fang Qingyou's thoughts were interrupted, and she frowned slightly.

Then, Xuanhuang's voice came from outside the door: "Miss Fang, are you in your room?"

Recognizing that it was Xuanhuang's voice, Fang Qingyou closed the medical book and stood up.

At this moment, Mingyue stepped forward and opened the door, revealing Xuanhuang's figure.

"Lord Huang, what brings you here?"

“Miss Fang, I am here on His Highness’s orders to invite you to dine with me.” Seeing that Fang Qingyou was still willing to talk to him, Xuanhuang breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that his mission still had a chance of being completed.

Fang Qingyou's expression instantly turned calm: "Lord Huang, please convey my gratitude to the Eighth Prince, saying that I am very grateful for his kind invitation, but I am not hungry and do not wish to eat. I am truly sorry."

Xuanhuang's hope shattered into pieces.

However, Xuanhuang will not give up so easily.

“Miss Fang, we will continue our journey after we finish breakfast. You will definitely be hungry if you don’t eat.”

Mingyue and Yuefei almost burst out laughing. Well, His Highness's carefully cultivated confidants are all exceptionally capable, but Lord Huang's ability to communicate with people and understand their hearts is really lacking.

They felt that trying to win over Miss Fang with this approach was completely counterproductive!

Sure enough, Fang Qingyou's expression became even more indifferent: "Lord Huang, thank you for your kindness, but I'm really not hungry. I have other things to do, so if you don't have anything else, I'll take care of it now."

As she spoke, Fang Qingyou sat down at the table and reopened the medical book she had been looking at.

Xuanhuang didn't know whether Fang Qingyou had actually absorbed anything from the medical book, but she looked very serious, which made him feel awkward.

Fang Qingyou didn't tell him to leave, but it was still awkward to leave him standing there!

Xuanhuang stood there, unsure whether to stay or leave, giving Mingyue and Yuefei meaningful glances.

Mingyue simply shook her head at him, while Yuefei lowered her head and ignored his plea for help.

Xuanhuang had no choice but to place all his hopes on Mingyue. He wanted to look at her for help again, but she turned her head away and ignored him.

So Xuanhuang stood there for a while, then had no choice but to leave awkwardly.

No sooner had Xuanhuang left than Fang Qingyou put down the medical book in her hand and said to Mingyue, "Mingyue, go and ask General She when we should set off today?"

Fang Qingyou hadn't absorbed much of the medical books in that short time. She had finally managed to calm herself down, but Xuanhuang's arrival, coupled with the mention of Luo Qianmo inviting her to dinner, caused her anger to erupt once again.

She still didn't understand why Luo Qianmo always pretended to care about her in front of others when he clearly didn't care about her.

Fang Qingyou felt that even if she racked her brains, she couldn't come up with the answer.

She could only tell herself again and again that Luo Qianmo either really enjoyed the feeling of manipulating people, or he wanted to use her as a shield.

If it's the former, unfortunately, she became the toy he chose.

If it's the latter, then Luo Qianmo probably hasn't met a woman he likes yet, and in order to deal with all the pressure to get married, he wants to push himself out as a shield.

Whatever the reason, Fang Qingyou disliked this feeling.

For her, love was sacred and pure; she didn't want her feelings to be tainted, nor did she want them to become a tool for others to manipulate.