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

Fang Qingyou suddenly felt miserable. Ever since she entered this dilapidated hill, her luck seemed to have been consistently bad, and she had become a real burden.

They accidentally opened a vital door to life in the wrong way.

Who would have thought that, having just entered the door, they would fall into this deep hole?

As she descended, the cold wind kept blowing into her body, and Fang Qingyou felt like her body was about to freeze.

"Eighth Prince, do you think we've fallen into a bottomless pit?"

"Perhaps." Luo Qianmo tried to stop their fall, but all he could see were bare rocks.

And with the wind getting colder and colder, it seems that this cave is really, really deep.

The speed of his fall was so fast that he didn't have time to look for another way out.

Although she had already guessed this possibility, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but feel desperate after receiving confirmation from Luo Qianmo.

"Eighth Prince, do you think if we keep falling like this, we might fall to the center of the earth?"

"The Earth's core?" This was the first time Luo Qianmo had heard this term. He guessed that "core" meant exactly what it said.

Fang Qingyou didn't answer Luo Qianmo, but continued to say to herself, "I heard that the Earth's core is full of raging magma. I guess we'd be burned to ashes before we even fell in."

The thought of possibly being burned alive made her feel even more miserable.

"As long as I live, I will not let you die."

In her ear was Luo Qianmo's indifferent yet unwavering voice.

Fang Qingyou felt a slight tremor in her heart. She had always thought that such words were meant to deceive young girls, but hearing them now, she was actually somewhat moved.

Perhaps it's because they feel they might die that everything in this world seems so beautiful?

Even these words warm my heart.

Feeling the warmth of the man who had shared life and death with her so many times, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but sigh: "Luo Qianmo, if there is an afterlife, please don't ever meet me again."

"Why?"

"Look at you, nothing good seems to come of it since you met me. You're either embroiled in scandals or seriously injured, and now you've fallen into a bottomless pit..."

"Is that so?" Luo Qianmo's voice was indifferent, as if he didn't care about any of this.

"Hey, Luo Qianmo, we're about to be burned to death, how can you be so calm? Are you not afraid of death at all, or have you already had enough of living?"

"Because I'm with you."

Fang Qingyou: "..."

This man is not only so calm, but he can also continue flirting with girls with such composure?

"Luo Qianmo, even at a time like this, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. You always express your feelings for me for some reason, and I feel bad for you." Fang Qingyou felt like she was about to die, so she spoke without any restraint.

If death is inevitable either way, then let's just forget about imperial power and at least let him look at this man as an equal once.

"Youyou, don't you think this is my true feeling?"

Luo Qianmo didn't know what they would face next. It seemed like it might really be a dead end. He suddenly felt a little sad. Maybe they really would die this time. But this little girl still didn't believe in her own feelings.

Or rather, she still hasn't seen her own heart clearly.

"I don't think so." Fang Qingyou shook her head honestly: "Luo Qianmo, I've never been able to see through you. You're like a flower in the water, the moon in the mirror, or the mist in the clouds. You're right in front of me, but I can't see you at all!"

Even now, being held in this man's arms, even hearing his strong heartbeat, she still felt she couldn't see through him.

"If your eyes can't see through it, then look with your heart." Luo Qianmo's arms tightened around the person in his arms, as if holding her tighter would allow her to feel his heart.

In fact, many times, even he himself cannot see himself clearly.

She doubted him because of him. If he had followed his heart from the beginning instead of being hot and cold, distant and close, and even showing disgust, perhaps there would have been a different possibility between them.

The pressure on her suddenly intensified, making the arm that was already holding her tightly feel like an iron arm, as if it wanted to squeeze every last breath out of her lungs, making her feel like she was suffocating. She coughed violently, "Cough cough—"

Her discomfort caused the iron arm to pause slightly, and then the force suddenly lessened.

"Luo Qianmo, you almost crushed me to death just now." Only after regaining air did she come back to life.

"Press?" Luo Qianmo didn't think he was using much force. If it weren't for her coughing so painfully, he would have preferred to hold her even tighter.

Originally a complaint, Fang Qingyou's face suddenly turned bright red upon hearing the word "suppress".

Because she suddenly remembered that incredibly filthy dream she'd had before, pressing down, pressing down, pressing down...

She really shouldn't have used that word; using "hug" would have been even more inappropriate. Was she going to say, "You almost hugged me to death?"

Fang Qingyou lowered her head even further, so much so that it landed squarely on Luo Qianmo's broad chest.

So, all the air she had just gained was used up again, and she almost suffocated again.

"Phew—" Fang Qingyou had to quickly lift her head and greedily take a deep breath of air.

"Youyou, are you trying to kiss my...chest?" Looking at Fang Qingyou's strange behavior, Luo Qianmo felt that this was the only reasonable explanation.

Fang Qingyou, who had just regained normal breathing, blushed even more upon hearing these words and accidentally bit her tongue, almost screaming in pain.

Only then did I realize that my tongue had already taken its third bite today!

For a renowned healer to nearly die from pain and suffocation is truly a huge tarnish to her reputation!

But what does it mean to kiss his chest? How could she be so heavy-handed?

However, when I tried to refute it, I found that I couldn't find any reason to do so.

What else could she say? Was she supposed to say she was embarrassed because she remembered that dream?

Pfft, let's just give her a block of tofu and let her smash her head against it to death.

However, just as Fang Qingyou was about to play dead, Luo Qianmo's next words almost made her jump out of his arms.

"Youyou, it seems I misunderstood you. You're being so reserved because you want me to kiss you, right?"

puff--

Fang Qingyou almost spat out a mouthful of blood. When she realized that she was breathing with her head tilted back, she was even more embarrassed because she really looked like she was asking for a kiss!

Oh dear, perhaps she'll be embarrassed to death by herself before she's burned alive?

"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, you have truly misunderstood me. I was just feeling a bit of tightness in my chest, so I raised my head to get some fresh air. I really didn't mean anything by it!"

"Oh? So you can't breathe?"

"Yes." Fang Qingyou nodded quickly.