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

Although they had expected that something must have happened to them, they were still shocked when they saw Luo Qianmo carrying Fang Qingyou up.

They all knew that Luo Qianmo had feelings for Fang Qingyou, but this was the first time they had seen them hugging so intimately.

Then, seeing Fang Qingyou's missing sleeve, her tattered clothes, and their wet and disheveled hair, he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

Just then, Luo Qianmo swept a cold glance over, startling Xuan Zhu and the others into immediately lowering their heads.

They were all filled with regret, having been so engrossed in their own thoughts that they had forgotten their prince's taboos.

They shouldn't have stared at Fang Qingyou for so long...

Fang Qingyou was stared at by Xuan Zhu and the others, and the astonishment and shock in their eyes made her wish she could disappear into a crack in a rock.

Therefore, as soon as they saw that they were no longer looking at them, they immediately struggled.

She whispered in his ear in a voice only she and Luo Qianmo could hear, "Eighth Prince..."

Although reluctant, Luo Qianmo finally released the person in his arms.

But when he heard Fang Qingyou take a deep breath, as if she had just been freed from some kind of suffering, her slender, sharp eyebrows twitched unhappily.

However, his anger was not directed at Fang Qingyou.

Fang Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief, but then she saw Luo Qianmo suddenly reach out to her. By the time she realized what was happening, the little one in her arms had already been snatched away.

"Tsk!" Luo Qianmo's movements were too fast; the little thing only had time to let out a startled cry before it landed in his arms.

Then, the little thing was so scared that it didn't dare to move and curled itself into a ball.

Seeing the little creature trembling, Fang Qingyou felt a pang of heartache, and her anger flared up instantly: "Eighth Prince, what are you doing? The little creature is injured. You can hold it, but can you please be a little gentler!"

Fang Qingyou practically yelled at Luo Qianmo, even though she felt that his icy gaze didn't look like he wanted to hold the little thing at all, but rather like he wanted to strangle it.

She dared not say that, for she was afraid that if she did, Luo Qianmo would really strangle the little thing.

Hearing Fang Qingyou's angry voice, Xuan Zhu and the others trembled silently.

In the whole world, the only person who would dare to speak to His Highness like that is probably Miss Fang.

As for the others, who would dare to speak to His Highness in such a tone? They would probably be dead before they even finished speaking.

However, what could possibly have provoked such anger from Miss Fang? Miss Fang is usually very gentle, with a friendly smile like the girl next door…

No, no, she looks like his prince's future princess consort.

Amid Fang Qingyou's anger, Luo Qianmo calmly shoved the little thing out and into Xuan Zhu's arms.

Beneath his calm surface, only he knew how much he wanted to throw that beast off the cliff, out of sight, out of mind.

Xuan Zhu was looking down, avoiding Luo Qianmo's cold gaze, when he suddenly felt a furry ball being stuffed into his arms.

To be precise, it's a furry little animal.

Xuan Zhu was initially startled, but after realizing what was happening, he quickly calmed down.

Thinking that this little animal was the "little thing" Fang Qingyou had mentioned, she unconsciously became much gentler in her movements as she held it.

Just kidding, anything that could make Miss Fang get angry at his prince, even a small animal, he would protect as a treasure, okay?

At that moment, the most nervous person was Fang Qingyou.

When she saw Luo Qianmo push the little thing out, she really thought he was going to throw it away, and her heart jumped into her throat until she saw him put it into Xuan Zhu's arms.

Only then did my heart find peace.

Even though Luo Qianmo's actions seemed somewhat violent, she refrained from saying anything more.

This arrogant prince has a bad temper; if he gets angry again, the little thing will be the one to suffer.

The little thing, being stuffed around, stared pitifully at Fang Qingyou with its big, watery eyes. Although it felt wronged, it didn't dare to utter a sound.

Fang Qingyou's heart ached at the sight of such a tiny creature, but for the time being, she could only offer it a comforting look.

She will take the little thing back when she gets back.

For now, we can only ask the little one to be patient.

Fang Qingyou had just finished comforting the little thing when she felt a tightness around her waist, and then her body flew off the ground, heading towards the mountaintop opposite.

She stared at the sky speechlessly, knowing without even thinking that it must have been Luo Qianmo who did it.

This man never tells anyone in advance what he's doing.

Perhaps she needs to gradually get used to it, so she won't be frightened again next time?

No, no, why should she get used to him? She can just avoid doing things with him next time!

Watching Luo Qianmo leave with Fang Qingyou in his arms, Xuan Zhu and the others lowered their heads again, pretending to look at the ground and pretending not to have seen this scene.

Then, after seeing Luo Qianmo and Fang Qingyou's figures land on the opposite mountaintop, they all leaped up and chased after them.

When they descended the mountain, Luo Qianmo, Fang Qingyou, and their group returned along the same route.

When Fang Qingyou came up the mountain, she actively searched for herbs and ingredients, but when she came down, she ran very fast, as if she couldn't wait to leave the mountains.

In fact, this was indeed Fang Qingyou's goal, because she was in so much pain.

Luo Qianmo's gaze remained fixed on Fang Qingyou. He noticed her slightly stiff walking posture and wondered what was wrong with her.

I didn't see that she was injured.

Then, suddenly remembering something, Luo Qianmo's lips curled into a wicked smile.

It seems this young woman did the same thing as him.

Fang Qingyou was already feeling unwell, and noticing Luo Qianmo's intense gaze beside her made her feel even worse.

"Eighth Prince, is there something you need?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to see you."

Fang Qingyou: "..."

Seeing Luo Qianmo's ambiguous smile, which seemed to contain some deeper meaning, Fang Qingyou simply couldn't believe that he was just looking at her.

His gaze made her feel as if he could see right through her, which was why he was smiling so maliciously.

Upon realizing this possibility, Fang Qingyou froze.

That's impossible. When she put on her clothes, she made sure that the color of her clothes underneath wouldn't show through before she dared to keep wearing her soaking wet undershirt and underwear. Could it be that she made a mistake, or that it was actually visible?

Suddenly, another thought popped into her mind, making Fang Qingyou's face turn as red as a boiled crab.

I wonder if Luo Qianmo didn't take off his soaking wet underpants, or if he was just naked inside his outer pants?