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

Before losing consciousness, Fang Qingyou didn't know who did all this; she only knew it probably wasn't Yuefei.

Yuefei had always treated her with great respect, so how could she have silently pressed her pressure point to put her to sleep?

Fang Qingyou woke up two hours later.

Fang Qingyou felt as if she was being held. She blinked and opened her eyes, only to be greeted by Luo Qianmo's stunningly handsome face.

The moment she woke up, Luo Qianmo seemed to sense it and smiled at her.

Fine sunlight streamed down from behind Luo Qianmo, bathing him in a golden glow, making him appear as divine and extraordinary as a god.

The sunlight, following the contours of his body, fell in strands onto her face and body, casting tiny, fragmented halos of light.

It felt like rays of sunlight were drawing him and her together.

Then, Fang Qingyou felt herself being enveloped in that golden halo, and couldn't help but reach out her hand, wanting to reach for the golden halo.

What my fingers touched was a slightly cold hand.

Slender and jade-like, with well-defined bone structure.

The icy touch brought Fang Qingyou back to her senses instantly. She tried to pull her hand back, but her fingers were suddenly gripped by that hand.

"Youyou." The man's familiar and gentle voice called out in her ear, like the most tender murmur in the world.

For some reason, Fang Qingyou felt a sudden tremor in her heart, and her heartbeat became chaotic.

"Eighth, Eighth Prince, you, I, we..." Fang Qingyou tried to calm her voice, but it was trembling and hoarse.

She didn't know what she wanted to ask, but she didn't understand why Luo Qianmo was holding her.

"Youyou, don't panic, just sleep peacefully. It's just the two of us here."

Luo Qianmo's gentle voice rang out again, his words of comfort reassuring Fang Qingyou. She was truly comforted and suddenly felt less nervous, even slightly at ease.

Fang Qingyou lay comfortably in Luo Qianmo's arms, closed her eyes, and quietly enjoyed this sense of peace. The coolness from his fingers didn't feel cold to her at all; instead, it seemed to have a unique warmth to her.

Afterwards, recalling that moment, Fang Qingyou used four words to describe herself at the time: "It was as if I were possessed by a ghost."

Luo Qianmo must know sorcery, otherwise how could she be so obedient? It must be his doing!

The brief moment of peace was quickly shattered by a series of sharp and piercing screams.

"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo—"

The screams that followed startled Fang Qingyou, who suddenly opened her eyes and practically leaped out of Luo Qianmo's arms.

It was at this moment that Fang Qingyou awkwardly realized that Luo Qianmo had actually been carrying her in a princess carry.

In that instant, she suddenly forgot the screams she had just heard.

"Awooo!" Fang Qingyou screamed inwardly.

Well, her first princess carry was also taken away by Luo Qianmo!

She suddenly remembered that someone had pressed her pressure point to put her to sleep.

Originally, she didn't know who this person was, but now it seems that this person must be Luo Qianmo.

Of all those people, the one who dared to treat her like this must be Luo Qianmo!

Just as Fang Qingyou was about to confront Luo Qianmo, the screams rang out again.

"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo—"

Thus, Fang Qingyou's plan to settle accounts was interrupted.

Following the direction from which the screams came, Fang Qingyou saw a sky ablaze with flames.

She quickly realized what had happened.

"The...these worms have fallen into a trap?"

"Yes, it's probably almost over."

"The end?!" Fang Qingyou was taken aback. "Did I sleep for a long time?"

"Soon, about two hours."

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched, and she rolled her eyes speechlessly. Two hours is not a long time?

However, she was still quite worried about the plan to lure and kill the Gu worms.

"I wonder how Yuefei and the others are doing?"

"Nothing will happen. I came down the mountain after the ambush plan had started successfully, and given the circumstances at the time, no one will be in any danger."

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched again: "Eighth Prince, are you really at ease with Yuefei and the others?"

She actually left her men behind and went down the mountain. She knew that Luo Qianmo was injured, but even if she just watched them and occasionally used some hidden weapon to help them, wouldn't that be nice?

"Don't worry. I know their abilities very well." Luo Qianmo nodded calmly, then looked at her with gentle eyes: "Since I'm holding you, it's my duty to ensure your safety."

All the complaints turned into shock in that instant.

Fang Qingyou had considered that Luo Qianmo might be suffering from serious injuries or that he might be a germaphobe, but she never considered that he might be suffering because of her.

Was it because of himself?

she does not know.

His voice was calm and even, but her heart skipped a beat.

She shouldn't care about this man, but her heart seems to be more and more easily swayed by him.

Fang Qingyou immediately suppressed this unusual fluctuation.

However, she still felt a little strange. How exactly did Luo Qianmo carry her down the mountain, and for a full two hours at that?

Does this man really have that much patience for her?

Fang Qingyou didn't want to believe it, but everything that happened on the mountaintop showed that more than two hours had passed.

For a moment, Fang Qingyou suddenly didn't know what to say to Luo Qianmo. Her feelings were so complicated that even she herself couldn't understand them.

Instead, he turned his gaze to the mountaintop where flames were flashing across the sky, keeping a close eye on the situation there.

She concocted the medicine to lure the Gu worms and designed a plan to lure and kill them, but in reality, she became a bystander.

Is this really a good idea?

She didn't care about any merits, but she was very worried about Yuefei and Xuanzhu's situation.

He couldn't feel at ease until he saw Yuefei and the others safe and sound, and the screams of the Gu worms only intensified his worries.

Fang Qingyou felt her heart clench, and just then, she was suddenly hugged from behind.

You don't even need to think to know who this person is.

It wasn't because Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo were the only two people there, but because the familiar scent that suddenly wafted into his nostrils clearly belonged to him.

Fang Qingyou instinctively wanted to resist, but the familiar scent inexplicably made her feel exceptionally at ease, and she was unwilling to push Luo Qianmo away.

It was then that she suddenly realized that every time she was alone with Luo Qianmo, she seemed to be a contradictory and conflicted person.