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

Yuefei was just a warning; he wanted to tell all his subordinates that Fang Qingyou held a place in his heart that meant he was equal to her.

They should treat Qingyou the same way they treat him.

He told them to protect Fang Qingyou, and they couldn't let her get hurt in the slightest.

"But Yuefei did nothing wrong!" Fang Qingyou argued angrily, blaming Luo Qianmo for lying to her!

“Isn’t it wrong? Failing to protect our master is wrong, no matter the reason.” Luo Qianmo said without room for argument, then paused slightly, his tone softening a bit: “Besides, Youyou, I think you’ve misunderstood me. I never said I wouldn’t punish Yuefei.”

Fang Qingyou was stunned. Recalling the previous situation, anger surged into her head.

That shameless bastard Luo Qianmo actually played these word games with her. He didn't actually say he would let Yuefei go, but his implication was pretty obvious.

Now that she's already kissed him, he's actually trying to back out.

If she had known it would end like this, she would never have given that kiss!

Luo Qianmo, that shameless old fox—no, that little fox!

"Luo Qianmo, you..." Fang Qingyou was furious and couldn't help but call out Luo Qianmo's name. Just as she was about to scold him, she heard Luo Qianmo's voice suddenly lower: "Youyou, Yuefei, I will naturally punish you, but considering that you kissed me, I will punish her leniently."

Fang Qingyou: "..."

"Kiss, kiss my foot!" She actually wanted to spit in his face more. "What a bastard!"

Fang Qingyou glared at Luo Qianmo fiercely, shook off his hand, and left angrily.

She stumbled along the uneven path, nearly tripping several times, but she didn't slow her pace at all.

When she reached Yuefei, Fang Qingyou looked guilty.

Before she could speak, Yuefei comforted her, saying, "Miss, please don't blame yourself. His Highness was right to punish me; I did indeed do something wrong. If you are upset because of me, it will only make Yuefei more uneasy."

Fang Qingyou's lips moved slightly, but she didn't utter another word. Yuefei was so understanding; her own words of comfort would only seem pale and powerless.

Fang Qingyou originally intended to stay and keep Yuefei company for a while, but when she saw Luo Qianmo approaching, she immediately got up and left.

She couldn't be bothered with this shameless, cunning fox!

Fang Qingyou walked straight to Xuan Zhu and sat down, which startled Xuan Zhu so much that he trembled. He had seen that she seemed to have had some unpleasantness with his prince. If she just sat down next to him like this, he wondered if his prince would take his anger out on him.

Luo Qianmo walked over to Yue Fei and said a few words to her, then walked over and said a few words to Xuan Lan, and then sat down on the other side of Xuan Zhu.

Xuanlan was ordered to deliver a cushion to Yuefei and have her kneel on it.

Xuan Zhu felt completely awful. He sat on one side with an angry Fang Qingyou, and on the other side with Luo Qianmo, who exuded a chilling aura.

Fang Qingyou turned her head away, refusing to look at Luo Qianmo at all, but Luo Qianmo seemed to really want to look at her.

However, with a Xuan Zhu barrier separating them, Luo Qianmo had to look through the Xuan Zhu barrier to see Fang Qingyou, and then most of his gaze would fall on the Xuan Zhu barrier.

Xuan Zhu felt that his prince's cold gaze was freezing him to the bone. He wished his body could turn transparent. If he could, he would rather crawl into the crack in the stone beneath his feet!

Sitting still, Xuan Zhu's expression and movements remained unchanged, but in reality, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Qingyou's gaze remained fixed on Yuefei. Although Xuanlan had placed a cushion under her knees to insulate her from the cold air on the ground, how much damage would it do to her self-esteem to be forced to kneel in front of so many people?

If this is the lenient punishment Luo Qianmo mentioned, she absolutely refuses to accept it!

Looking at Yuefei kneeling there all alone, Fang Qingyou felt as if she were kneeling there herself, and felt the same pain.

Her guilt deepened, and she resolved to consider Yuefei's feelings more next time and not let her suffer further punishment.

Fang Qingyou watched Yuefei kneel for as long as she knelt.

Everyone else noticed the unusual atmosphere between Luo Qianmo and Fang Qingyou, so they all remained silent, not daring to speak or even breathe loudly.

Two hours passed in this way, and as darkness gradually fell, Yuefei's punishment of kneeling ended.

As soon as Yuefei got up, Fang Qingyou immediately ran over, took out the ointment she had prepared, and had Yuefei apply it to her knees to dispel the cold.

"Thank you, young lady." After being forced to kneel for two hours, Yuefei's legs had long since lost all feeling. At this moment, her legs were weak, but she managed to stand up steadily.

Because she knew that if she showed any sign of distress, it would only intensify Fang Qingyou's resentment towards Luo Qianmo and make the atmosphere between the two even more tense.

This is something she doesn't want to see.

In that instant, Xuan Zhu clearly felt that the chill emanating from Luo Qianmo had intensified.

Xuan Zhu felt that he would definitely catch a cold after this afternoon.

Luo Qianmo was indeed angry. This little woman had actually turned against him because of Yuefei.

Even though he used to take the opportunity to hug, kiss, and embrace her, she had never been this angry before. But now she wanted to give him the cold shoulder?

He recalled the gentle kiss that had landed on the back of his hand, and a ripple of emotion still lingered in his heart. The soft warmth of that kiss seemed to still remain on his hand, but the person who had left a mark on his heart refused to acknowledge him...

During dinner, everyone ate and drank in silence, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was particularly oppressive, as if frozen.

That night, the huge cave was brightly lit by the fire, and Fang Qingyou and Yuefei slept together.

In my dream, a scene from the darkness of daytime reappeared.

This time, Fang Qingyou is the queen of her dreams. There is no supreme imperial power, no eighth prince. She is her own boss.

When Luo Qianmo was rude to her, she pushed him away hard and lashed him several times with a small leather whip. Then he hugged his legs and begged for mercy with a fawning smile.

Fang Qingyou, however, cracked her whip fiercely, flung Luo Qianmo away, and proudly raised her head as she left, leaving him alone on the spot, pitifully crying and begging.

This dream allowed Fang Qingyou to vent her frustration, and a smug smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.