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

A gentle touch to Fang Qingyou's earlobe sent a shiver through her body.

As a doctor, Fang Qingyou was all too aware of this bodily reaction.

She was almost in tears. It turned out that her earlobe was a sensitive area.

At this moment, Luo Qianmo's somewhat hoarse voice rang out again in a low voice.

"Youyou, don't be afraid, I agree to this third condition as well."

Hearing this, Fang Qingyou visibly breathed a sigh of relief. Although being kissed was a huge loss, he eventually agreed to the condition.

She was somewhat accepting of kisses and not so resistant to them. I wonder if she had gotten used to being forced into kisses by the domineering prince Luo Qianmo.

However, she quickly tensed up again because Luo Qianmo paused slightly and then said, "Youyou, I will save you for our wedding night."

puff--

What's going on here? We agreed that we were just trying it out, how did we get to the point of discussing marriage?

Fang Qingyou struggled, wanting to talk things out with Luo Qianmo, but he grabbed the back of her head with his other hand, making it impossible for her to break free.

Luo Qianmo didn't know how long he had been kissing her, until her lips were numb and her body was weak, before he finally let go of her.

"Whoosh-"

Fang Qingyou immediately took deep breaths; if she kissed him again, she would suffocate.

But when she met Luo Qianmo's deep, smiling eyes, she immediately tensed up.

She barely caught her breath before hurriedly asking him, "Eighth Prince, do you really want to marry me?"

For such a long time, she kept repeating this sentence in her mind; otherwise, she probably would have already fallen for this man's deep kiss.

She feared that at that moment, her reason would be overwhelmed, and she would do something she would regret, so she kept trying to maintain this last bit of rationality.

"Youyou, I thought I had made myself very clear."

Fang Qingyou's heart skipped a beat. Luo Qianmo had indeed mentioned it; he was referring to their wedding night.

"Eighth Prince, but I... but I... cannot accept sharing a man with other women."

She bit her lip, then bit it again, and finally said it.

After speaking, she stared into Luo Qianmo's eyes, not wanting to miss any subtle changes in his expression.

However, for some reason, even though she wanted Luo Qianmo to back down and give up the idea of ​​marrying her, she still had a faint hope in her heart.

She seems to be expecting this man to make a promise to her that he will only have her?

Fang Qingyou was startled by her own thought; how could she have such expectations of Luo Qianmo?

"Fang Qingyou, Luo Qianmo only wants you as his woman."

He spoke almost word by word.

Each word seemed to strike Fang Qingyou's heart, stirring up a series of turbulent waves within her.

This was the first time Luo Qianmo had ever referred to himself by his name when talking to her.

"Fang Qingyou, I've said it before, you're the only one in my heart, and I will never share my love for you with any other woman."

Fang Qingyou was stunned.

Yes, Luo Qianmo had indeed said something similar before, but she always thought he was just saying it casually.

But now, seeing his serious and determined expression, she felt that he really was serious.

Did this man have his eye on her from the very beginning and decide to marry her?

Was he truly sincere towards her?

"Luo Qianmo, are you really willing to give up so many beautiful and charming concubines for me alone?"

Having lived two lives, Fang Qingyou had never truly been in love, but stories of men being unfaithful were a reality she had heard and witnessed countless times.

Moreover, as a doctor, I am well aware that men are essentially driven by their lower instincts.

Ultimately, she still doesn't trust men.

Even though this man said so earnestly that he was willing to marry only her, she still couldn't believe it.

"Do you think I, the prince, would even look at those women?" It wasn't a statement of affirmation or denial, but the disgust and disdain in his eyes were more resolute than any other attitude.

Fang Qingyou suddenly remembered that at the beginning, Luo Qianmo's gaze towards her was also filled with disgust, as if it came from the depths of his bones.

She used to think that the disgust was directed at her, but now it seems that it wasn't.

Could it be?

Fang Qingyou knew she shouldn't think of Luo Qianmo that way, but she just couldn't help but think the wrong way.

It was such a serious occasion, she shouldn't have had unserious thoughts, but for some reason she just couldn't help thinking in that direction.

Luo Qianmo seems to have a strong aversion to women. Could he be gay?

However, Fang Qingyou quickly dismissed this guess.

She suddenly remembered that night when she and Luo Qianmo rode together on a horse. If he were really the same sex, he wouldn't have reacted so strongly to her touch.

It was because of this memory that Fang Qingyou's face, which had begun to cool down, started to burn again.

She hadn't forgotten the shameless dream she had that night.

Fang Qingyou adjusted her mood, and it took her a while to calm herself down a little.

"Luo Qianmo, I hope you can think it through before answering me. What I want is not that there are no other women in your harem, but that if you marry me, you can only have me as your woman, and your whole heart and body can only be given to me."

Fang Qingyou made her point very clearly. She didn't want her man to be the kind of man who didn't have any other women on the surface, but secretly kept many mistresses, just like those scoundrels in modern times.

"Fang Qingyou, I swear, my whole heart and body belong only to you. I will not touch any other woman, nor will I be tempted by them." Luo Qianmo's expression was unwavering, his beautiful dark eyes as deep and dark as the eternal night.

Fang Qingyou almost believed him, but that was only on the premise that Luo Qianmo was just an ordinary man.

But is Luo Qianmo an ordinary man?

The answer is obvious.

He is not.

Luo Qianmo is currently the Eighth Prince. Fang Qingyou is unsure about his future, but she is certain that this man is not content to be just the Eighth Prince.

She didn't know much about him before, but during her trip to the south, she witnessed his power, his subordinates, and his strategies, and she knew that his strength was unfathomable.

And these are just the tip of the iceberg that he has revealed.

This man's strength is terrifying; perhaps he really will one day ascend to the throne.

Perhaps Luo Qianmo could make her that promise, but what about the Eighth Prince, or even the emperor who rules the world?

When that time comes, he may still remember his promise, but will he be able to resist the temptations and pressures?