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

It wasn't until evening that I had time to process the Seven Star Purple Ginseng.

It took her a whole day to transplant this seven-star purple ginseng, and only now has its wilted flowers and stunted growth fully recovered.

Fang Qingyou carefully dug the Seven Star Purple Ginseng out of the ground, which gave her a chance to examine it closely.

The medicinal part of the Seven Star Purple Ginseng is its root, which is shaped like a human figure in meditation with a very clear outline and a deep purple color that looks as if it has been carefully blended.

Even though it wasn't the first time she had seen the Seven-Star Purple Ginseng, she couldn't help but marvel at it. There was such an amazing wonder in the world; just by looking at its appearance, one could tell it was extraordinary.

As Fang Qingyou dug out the Seven Star Purple Ginseng, the little creature stayed by her side, watching intently and occasionally making "meow meow meow" sounds to please her.

Fang Qingyou could only manage to get the little creature to be a little more patient by repeatedly casting comforting glances at it.

Fang Qingyou's task was to cut off the main root, but she didn't know if the remaining roots and plant could make the Seven Star Purple Ginseng produce seeds.

After carefully cutting off the main root, a rich purple medicinal juice immediately flowed out from the cut surface of the root.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyou immediately stored the main root in a jade box that she had prepared beforehand, and quickly collected the medicinal juice left on the roots.

After the main root was cut off, the seven purple flowers that were in full bloom withered instantly, as if they had lost all their vitality in an instant.

This scene truly pained Fang Qingyou, but she had no choice but to do it, because regardless of whether she cut off the main root of the Seven Star Purple Ginseng, once the ten-day flowering period was over, its flowers would wither instantly, and at that time the main root would also instantly lose its medicinal effect.

As for what will happen next, she has no idea. This is all the information she has about Seven Star Purple Ginseng that she has read in ancient books.

After treating the main root, Fang Qingyou, clinging to a sliver of hope, replanted the remaining plants of the Seven Star Purple Ginseng.

As for the rest, we can only let nature take its course.

After doing all this, Fang Qingyou began to study the collected medicinal juices.

Even with just a few drops of medicine in the small bottle, a gentle sniff reveals a rich, invigorating aroma that soothes the body, relaxes the mind, and refreshes the spirit.

Fang Qingyou took out the medicinal herbs she had prepared beforehand and began to prepare the medicine with the decoction.

This medicine is for the little one, oh no, I should say for Xiaoxue.

Fang Qingyou had discussed the name with the little creature, and it didn't object to the name Xiaoxue, so she acquiesced to it.

These medicines have the effects of treating external injuries and conditioning the body. Adding a drop of Seven Star Purple Ginseng juice can further enhance their efficacy.

While preparing medicine for Xiaoxue, Fang Qingyou also prepared medicine for Luo Qianmo.

Normally, his medicine was prepared by Xuan Zhu and others, but today, because the ingredients of the Seven Star Purple Ginseng Decoction were to be added, she took over the preparation.

Xiaoxue drank a whole bowl of medicine, not leaving a single drop, and even licked the bowl clean.

After finishing his medicine, he rubbed against Fang Qingyou's leg with a satisfied look on his face, appearing very affectionate.

Mingyue and Yuefei were amazed by Xiaoxue's expression; they had never seen such a spirited animal before.

Fang Qingyou bent down and gently stroked Xiaoxue's head, comforting it for a while before going to deliver the medicine to Luo Qianmo.

When Fang Qingyou arrived, Luo Qianmo was talking with Xuan Zhu, Xuan Huang, and a few others, so he waited outside.

A short while later, she saw Xuan Zhu and Xuan Huang come out together. She was about to greet them, but Xuan Zhu greeted her politely, while Xuan Huang smiled at her and ran away before she could say anything.

Watching Xuanhuang disappear in a few seconds, Fang Qingyou was puzzled. He was fine yesterday, so why is he so afraid of her today?

Does she eat people?

Xuan Zhu remained smiling and said, "Miss Fang, are you here to see His Highness? His Highness is inside. I'll go and inform him right away."

Fang Qingyou withdrew her gaze and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Lord Zhu."

Fang Qingyou had just entered when she saw Luo Qianmo looking at her with a slight smile on his lips: "Youyou, have you missed me?"

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched. Luo Qianmo had nothing else to say. Couldn't he even refrain from teasing her once?

She decided to ignore his words and pushed the medicine bottle in her hand forward: "I've come to bring you your medicine."

Luo Qianmo gave Fang Qingyou a deep smile, took the medicine pot, opened the lid, poured the medicine into a bowl, and drank it directly.

The entire bottle of medicine was finished in just a few minutes.

Although swift, his demeanor was elegant.

Fang Qingyou's eyes twitched. She really didn't know whether to say that Luo Qianmo trusted him too much, or trusted her too much, or trusted her too much.

"Eighth Prince, aren't you going to ask me what kind of medicine this is?"

Luo Qianmo didn't answer Fang Qingyou's question, but instead curled his lips and asked, "Could it be poison?"

Fang Qingyou's brow twitched, and she was about to reply when she saw Luo Qianmo's smile suddenly bloom: "Youyou, I know this medicine isn't poison, because you simply can't bear to see me die. But even if it were poison, I would still drink it, because I know that if I die, you won't live on alone, right?"

Fang Qingyou: "..."

Speechless, she looked up at the sky. Should she say that she had been teased again, or that she had been threatened?

"Eighth Prince, don't worry, this is the same medicine you usually take for injuries, just with the addition of Seven Star Purple Ginseng extract." Fang Qingyou quickly explained, otherwise Luo Qianmo might have some wild ideas.

"Seven-Star Purple Ginseng?"

No wonder this wound medicine tastes different; it's smoother and slightly sweeter than the usual kind.

"Yes, I just removed the main root of the Seven Star Purple Ginseng today. I was afraid the medicinal effect would be too strong, so I didn't dare to use too much on you, only a few drops of the medicinal juice. Let's see how your body absorbs and reacts before deciding on the dosage."

"Oh, so it was Youyou who brewed the medicine for me herself."

"Huh?" Fang Qingyou didn't react for a moment. Weren't we just talking about Seven Star Purple Ginseng? How did we suddenly switch to the topic of brewing medicine?

Just as she was about to nod, seeing Luo Qianmo's deeply smiling expression, as if he were certain it was her, she immediately shook her head.

"It wasn't me; Mingyue brewed this medicine."

That look made Fang Qingyou feel that if she admitted it was her, Luo Qianmo would definitely say something like she liked him, so she quickly nipped the possibility in the bud.

Luo Qianmo always manages to associate even the simplest things with things he likes.

This shamelessness is truly unbelievable.

"Not you? Youyou, don't lie to me. Your clothes are covered in soot, and you still say it's not you?"

"Huh?" Fang Qingyou looked down at the hem of her clothes and found no ashes. She realized she had been tricked, and then met Luo Qianmo's ambiguous smile...