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

It probably had been guarding the Seven Star Purple Ginseng, intending to possess it for itself, but unexpectedly, she beat it to it.

That's why the little thing got angry and attacked her.

Thinking about this, I can't help but feel guilty.

"Little one, I'm sorry, I didn't know beforehand that you saw the Seven-Star Purple Ginseng first. I'm also sorry that I hurt you because of this misunderstanding. Logically speaking, what you saw first should belong to you, but could I keep it for you?"

The medicinal effects of this Seven-Star Purple Ginseng are too strong. If you consume it directly, or in large quantities, your body won't be able to handle it. I can use it to prepare medicine for you, so you can take it without worry. In return, could you share some of the Seven-Star Purple Ginseng with me?

Fang Qingyou didn't know whether the little thing sensed her sincerity or was intimidated by Luo Qianmo's cold aura, but it actually nodded.

"Thank you, little one." Fang Qingyou carefully held the Seven Star Purple Ginseng, her smile blooming like a flower.

It wasn't until she shivered that she realized she was completely naked and urgently needed to change into dry clothes, as did Luo Qianmo.

Fang Qingyou glanced at the pile of clothes on the ground, then looked around the cave and found a secluded place to change.

Then, turning her head, she pointed to that place and said to Luo Qianmo, "Eighth Prince, your clothes are wet, but you still have these clothes to wear. You can go there to change your clothes. In this weather, wearing wet clothes for too long will make you catch a cold."

Luo Qianmo was stunned for a moment, his eyes revealing obvious disgust.

Fang Qingyou didn't know if he disliked the clothes or the place she had chosen to change.

"Eighth Prince, this is just how it is here. Please bear with it." In fact, Fang Qingyou also disliked doing this, but she had no other choice.

Luo Qianmo remained motionless.

Fang Qingyou was hesitating whether to let Luo Qianmo continue wearing his wet clothes and then give him a cold medicine, when she saw him suddenly look at her weakly: "Youyou, I have no strength, I can't move..."

Luo Qianmo's voice sounded weak and his expression looked pitiful.

Fang Qingyou almost had a nosebleed.

What does Luo Qianmo mean by this? Does he want her to change his clothes?!

Just thinking about chest muscles, eight-pack abs, V-lines, and six-pack abs makes Fang Qingyou feel the blood rushing to her head.

This is really testing her fragile little heart!

No, there's no need for a test. She already knows she can't withstand one.

If you put a stunningly handsome naked man in front of a patient with terminal obsession with looks, do you think she could withstand the test?

When Fang Qingyou met Luo Qianmo's faint smile, she felt that all her little thoughts had been seen through.

"Um, Eighth Prince, um, I'm going to change my clothes first!" Fang Qingyou almost instantly picked up her clothes from the ground and rushed towards the large rock.

That scene can only be described in four words: fleeing in disarray!

Only Luo Qianmo and the little thing remained on the spot—no, it should be said that it was one person and one animal.

Watching Fang Qingyou's retreating figure, Luo Qianmo's smile gradually widened.

This little girl is so adorable.

So she really couldn't resist his charm? Looks like he can seduce her more often in the future.

However, the smile on Luo Qianmo's lips instantly turned into a chilling coldness when he saw the little thing.

“You little beast, since she wants to save you, I won’t hurt you anymore. But if you dare to hurt her even a little bit again, I will make sure you don’t see the sun tomorrow.”

The little creature seemed to understand Luo Qianmo's words. A look of fear flashed in its eyes, and it quietly shrank its body even smaller, not daring to look at Fang Qingyou again.

Seeing this, Luo Qianmo coldly snorted and withdrew his gaze. When he saw the pile of clothes on the ground, he slightly frowned.

He was a germaphobe, and his subordinates would always carry spare clothes with them whenever he went out.

But at this moment, there were only him and Fang Qingyou in the cave. They didn't even have a set of dry clothes, let alone spare clothes.

He didn't even want to glance at the pile of clothes on the ground.

But his undergarments and trousers were completely soaked...

Even if I forced myself to wear these dirty clothes despite feeling nauseous, I didn't have any undershirts or underwear to wear.

Luo Qianmo certainly didn't want to disgust himself, but then he suddenly remembered something and felt that he could probably tolerate it.

He then realized that not only did he lack undergarments, but Fang Qingyou also seemed to be without any...

His furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and Luo Qianmo couldn't help but look at the large rock.

The large rock completely concealed Fang Qingyou's figure, making it impossible for him to see even a trace of her.

Luo Qianmo felt deeply that this stone was extremely in the way, and wished he could cut it down with just a glance.

When Fang Qingyou changed her clothes and crawled out from behind the large rock, she saw Luo Qianmo staring intently at her.

My cheeks, which had finally cooled down, suddenly became hot again.

Fang Qingyou walked over, feigning composure, but kept her eyes lowered, not daring to meet Luo Qianmo's burning gaze.

"Eighth Prince, if you need to change your clothes, go and change them quickly!"

Before Luo Qianmo could reply, she hurriedly added, "Eighth Prince, please hang in there and change your own clothes. I... I can't change!"

Before she could finish speaking, Fang Qingyou's face turned as red as a ripe apple.

If she had to endure changing Luo Qianmo's clothes, it would be worse than killing her.

Perhaps she would only choose to cherish her life if she were to die if he wasn't changed.

In response to Fang Qingyou, Luo Qianmo asked in surprise, "Youyou, when did I ask you to change my clothes?"

"Huh?" Fang Qingyou suddenly looked up and met Luo Qianmo's surprised eyes, and immediately felt ashamed.

Yes, Luo Qianmo did not say such a thing; he only said that he had no strength.

She had silently imagined the scenario in her mind that he wanted her to change his clothes...

puff--

Fang Qingyou felt like she was about to vomit blood; her integrity had utterly crumbled.

Such a pure-hearted girl, how could she have been so tainted like that?

No, no, she was led astray by Luo Qianmo. Who told him to say such misleading things?

Thinking about it, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but glare at Luo Qianmo in annoyance. Seeing the half-smile on his lips, she felt even more certain that she had guessed correctly.

This bastard!