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

At the same time, the large knife missed its target and failed to cleave her head open.

But when she saw that after she left, the large sword was still swinging straight at her horse with undiminished momentum, her expression changed drastically.

"Xiaobai!" Her voice involuntarily turned to tears; she hadn't been this heartbroken even when facing death.

But the thought of her horse, which had been with her for many days, being killed filled her with unbearable grief.

Perhaps sensing her sorrow, the person holding her shoulder suddenly threw a sword at the large knife.

"Clang—" The longsword flew out instantly, knocking the broadsword back and causing it to fall.

Then, the long sword continued to fly towards the Shadow Palace henchman who had swung his sword at Xiaobai.

"Whoa—" In that short time, Little White had already run away and escaped the danger.

Only then did Fang Qingyou finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He wiped the tears from his face and was about to thank the person beside him, saying, "Thank you, chivalrous hero..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze.

Her initial shock turned into delight: "Soft and adorable Yun, it's you?"

Yes, the one who just saved Fang Qingyou was none other than Yi Lingyun, whom she hadn't seen for many days, the young master of Tianhua Pavilion, the number one gang in the martial arts world.

Yi Lingyun was shocked. He had recognized Fang Qingyou, which was why he had acted without hesitation. Now that he was so close, he realized that in just a few months, her appearance had undergone a complete transformation.

She bore no resemblance to her former self, making her almost unrecognizable to him.

After the initial shock, seeing the remnants of the Shadow Palace running rampant before him, his handsome brows furrowed: "Xiao You, what are you doing here?"

"I... I'm here to take care of something. Ruan Mengyun, what are you doing here?" Fang Qingyou naturally couldn't mention the search for Lanwu Yuzhi; Luo Qianmo's injury had been kept secret from the outside world.

"I..." Yi Lingyun was about to speak when a green shadow suddenly pounced over and blocked their way. It looked at Fang Qingyou in disbelief and said, "Miss Fang, are you really Miss Fang? When the young master said it was you, I thought he must have mistaken you. I didn't expect it to really be you!"

"Green Field, you're here too!" Fang Qingyou recognized Green Field at a glance.

It was a pleasant surprise to see so many familiar faces after so long.

Unexpectedly, Green Field stared directly at Fang Qingyou, as if he wouldn't stop until he poked a hole in her face: "Miss Fang, how come you've become so beautiful?"

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched involuntarily. Did Lüye think she had disguised herself?

Also, wasn't she pretty before?

Although she knew perfectly well that she hadn't been particularly good-looking in the past, she still felt uncomfortable hearing people say that.

Suddenly, he felt a cold air fall beside him, and then he saw that Yi Lingyun and Lüye's expressions had both darkened.

When Fang Qingyou turned her head, she saw Luo Qianmo standing next to her with a cold face, his expression so icy it seemed like water could drip from it.

It was obvious that the cold air was emanating from him.

"Eighth Prince?" Fang Qingyou really didn't know where Luo Qianmo's coldness came from.

Moreover, it seems that the cold air is not only directed at Yi Lingyun and Lüye, but also at her?

She could understand Luo Qianmo's hostility towards Yi Lingyun because of their past conflict, but what about her?

She was perfectly fine all day, so why is she suddenly angry?

She said she couldn't understand it at all.

"Youyou, why did you come here?" Just as Fang Qingyou was puzzled, Luo Qianmo suddenly stretched out his long, jade-like arm and pulled her into his arms.

His tone was gentle, but the darkness in his eyes was thick and unyielding.

Everything happened so fast that by the time Fang Qingyou realized what was happening, she was already trapped in Luo Qianmo's arms.

For a moment, Yi Lingyun, Lüye, and even Fang Qingyou were all dumbfounded.

Yi Lingyun and Lüye never expected that Luo Qianmo would hug Fang Qingyou so tightly, and that his tone would be so gentle and ambiguous, as if she were the woman he loved most.

Fang Qingyou never expected Luo Qianmo to call her "Youyou" in public, and she never expected him to hug her in front of everyone.

"Eighth Prince, what do you mean by this?" Yi Lingyun's gaze instantly turned cold, his heroic eyes staring piercingly at Luo Qianmo.

He dared to be rude to Xiaoyou. Even if he has a special status, he will not allow Xiaoyou to be wronged.

Luo Qianmo seemed oblivious to Yi Lingyun's hostility, and glanced gently at the woman in his arms with a smile: "Young Master Yi, what could this prince mean by simply embracing his own woman? I don't understand what you, Young Master Yi, mean by this?"

In an instant, their expressions changed again.

"Miss Fang, you, you all..." Green Field was so surprised that he could have stuffed an egg into his mouth.

"Eighth Prince, please have some self-respect! Although you are a prince, I will never allow you to tarnish Xiao You's reputation!" Yi Lingyun was furious. He didn't believe Luo Qianmo's words at all. He knew how much Fang Qingyou avoided this man. How could she possibly be his woman?

Fang Qingyou's face turned bright red, a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.

Luo Qianmo actually publicly acknowledged their relationship, but there's no need for him to be so smug. It just feels like he's deliberately provoking Yi Lingyun.

However, what do you mean by "his woman"? She's clearly just his girlfriend, yet you're making it sound like they're already married.

She tried to struggle out of Luo Qianmo's arms, but it was as if she were trapped in an iron barrel, and no matter how she struggled, it was in vain.

"Young Master Yi, Youyou is my woman, and I naturally cherish her reputation very much, so you don't need to worry about it." Luo Qianmo glanced at Yi Lingyun with a calm expression.

Although there was no emotion in that glance, Fang Qingyou felt that Luo Qianmo was showing off.

He looked smug no matter how you looked at him.

“Eighth Prince, you…” Yi Lingyun’s face turned red with anger, and he suddenly turned to Fang Qingyou: “Xiaoyou, I don’t care what the Eighth Prince’s identity is. As long as you say no, I will risk my life to save you from this misery.”

Fang Qingyou: "..."

She knew Yi Lingyun's shock and disbelief. In fact, before this, she had never believed that she would become Luo Qianmo's girlfriend.

Girlfriend and woman, though only two words apart, are two completely different identities.

They're very different, okay?

Although she didn't want to be Luo Qianmo's girlfriend, it was still her promise, so she naturally had to take responsibility for it.

However, seeing the deep anger in Yi Lingyun's eyes, he simply couldn't bring himself to admit it...