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

An Fei quickly supported the moon-white figure beside him, and said worriedly.

Yes, this figure was none other than Gu Jinyi, the eldest son of the Gu family.

"It's nothing." Gu Jinyi shook his head, saying that he was fine, but his face was as pale as paper, and even the gentle smile that he always wore on his face was gone.

"Young Master, let's go back." Seeing Gu Jinyi's state, An Fei was even more worried.

The eldest son recently caught a cold and had been recuperating at home, but he insisted on coming out today.

This is what happened after being exposed to the cold wind outside.

"Okay." Gu Jinyi said okay, but he didn't move an inch.

My gaze followed the speeding carriage as it disappeared into the distance.

An Fei couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know what was wrong with his young master. He was always so worried about Miss Fang whenever it came to her.

While it's said that he likes her, the young master seems to treat the girl as just a friend.

It's not that he doesn't like her, but the eldest son is always so attached to her.

Sure enough, she was in good physical condition when she first came out, but after seeing the Eighth Prince carrying Miss Fang, she is now in this state.

“Young Master, if you wish to see Miss Fang, why don’t we go find her?” An Fei knew he shouldn’t say such a thing. Having been by Gu Jinyi’s side since childhood, he knew better than anyone that the marriage of the eldest son of the first family was not something that could be based solely on liking someone. But seeing his young master in such distress, he felt truly heartbroken.

Actually, he felt that the reason the eldest young master came out today was simply because he knew that Miss Fang had returned.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Gu Jinyi, who had been standing quietly in place, suddenly moved and almost quickly walked back the way he came.

An Fei was startled by his anxious appearance and quickly chased after him, calling out, "Young Master!"

Suddenly, Gu Jinyi stumbled and almost fell, but An Fei caught him in time.

However, they noticed that Gu Jinyi's face had become even paler, almost transparent, and his dim eyes were shrouded in deep sorrow.

An Fei felt a sharp pain in his heart: "Young Master, let's go back."

Gu Jinyi didn't speak, so An Fei helped him walk towards the carriage at the Gu residence.

After helping Gu Jinyi into the carriage and preparing a heater and covering him with a blanket, An Fei stepped out of the carriage.

Looking over there, Luo Qianmo's carriage had already disappeared.

An Fei gazed in that direction for a long time, silently made a decision in his heart, and then drove the carriage quickly towards the Gu residence.

Only when he was alone in the carriage did Gu Jinyi dare to reveal his true emotions.

His pale hand pressed hard against his chest, his handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly. The carriage was warm as spring, but he felt his heart was ice cold.

Today, he did indeed come out because of Fang Qingyou. She returned from the south yesterday and was even personally bestowed the title of Princess of Ping'an County by the Emperor.

He felt she must be doing well, but he still couldn't help wanting to see her with his own eyes.

He wanted to go to the Fang residence to find her, but he didn't dare.

What reason could he possibly have to go to her? And if he did find her, what could he possibly say?

Whenever he recalls the cold, indifferent gaze and distant, icy expression she gave him when she left, a heart-wrenching pain spreads throughout his body.

Whenever he thinks back to what happened back then, he feels a little afraid to see her.

He feared that when he saw her again, she would still keep him at arm's length.

He didn't know what had happened or why her attitude towards him had changed so drastically.

He wanted to ask her, but she wouldn't give him the chance. She avoided him like the plague.

Miss Fang, why?

On the other side, inside Luo Qianmo's carriage.

The cold wind that had blown along the way seemed to have brought Fang Qingyou back to her senses a little, though she felt her body being constantly jolted.

The bumps were similar to riding in a horse-drawn carriage, but much less so.

However, this bumpy ride still made her feel very uncomfortable.

She slightly opened her eyes and took a look, and saw Luo Qianmo's face that could captivate all beings.

Fang Qingyou was startled at first, then frowned.

How did Luo Qianmo end up here? How did this annoying guy appear in front of her?

However, after realizing that he was drinking with She Yuyan, he laughed again.

This must be her imagination. She was just having a drink at the restaurant, how could she have seen Luo Qianmo?

Fang Qingyou shook her head, and when she looked at Luo Qianmo again, sure enough, his face turned into She Yuyan's.

"Yu Yan, drink, come on, let's drink!" Fang Qingyou immediately smiled and made a toasting gesture to "She Yu Yan", but her arm was limp and had no strength. In the end, she could only touch "She Yu Yan's" arm.

"Still want to drink?" Luo Qianmo's face darkened. This little woman clearly didn't have much of an alcohol tolerance, and her drinking manners seemed to be quite bad. She had already drunk so much, yet she still wanted to drink more.

Moreover, judging from her behavior, she clearly sees herself as She Yuyan.

At the same time, Luo Qianmo was quite worried about She Yuyan. They were drinking together, and Fang Qingyou was already so drunk. She Yuyan probably wasn't much better off.

However, the thought of Mingyue being there put my mind at ease.

"Drink, of course we should drink! Yu Yan, didn't we agree to drown our sorrows in alcohol? Drink up, and you'll be free of worries when you're drunk."

Luo Qianmo's expression darkened again. He thought that getting drunk would solve all his problems, but isn't he drunk now?

However, he focused more on drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

When I saw Fang Qingyou yesterday, this little woman was all smiles. Why is she so worried today, and even needs to get drunk to drown her sorrows?

What's bothering you?

"Yu Yan, aren't you also troubled? It's about the Emperor arranging marriages for us. Do you think he might arrange a rotten man for me?" Fang Qingyou was drunk but still had a sliver of consciousness. She had forgotten that She Yu Yan knew about their troubles, so she answered Luo Qianmo's question immediately.

Luo Qianmo's face darkened again. The Emperor was going to arrange a marriage for Fang Qingyou, so why didn't he know about it?

However, his eyes suddenly flickered; he really wanted to know Fang Qingyou's true feelings towards him.

This is definitely a great opportunity to get the truth out of her.

"No. The Emperor will definitely find you a man you like."

Suddenly, Fang Qingyou smiled, a sweet smile: "The man I like?"

However, the smile quickly turned into deep worry: "Yu Yan, I feel like the Emperor doesn't like me at all. Will he really betroth the man I like to me?"

"You have rendered a great service this time, and the Emperor will certainly not treat you unfairly. However, who exactly is the man you love?"

Luo Qianmo's expression remained indifferent, but his heart suddenly raced, and his gaze was fixed on her lips, wanting to see whose name she would utter.