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

Watching her red lips move, the name seemed to be about to be revealed, and Luo Qianmo felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He was waiting for that name when he saw Fang Qingyou suddenly put on a bitter face: "Yu Yan, do you think Luo Qianmo will ask the Emperor for my hand in marriage?"

Luo Qianmo felt a sense of melancholy, as if he was about to see the bright moon through the clouds, only to have the moon suddenly obscured by another layer of mist.

She was about to say that name, so why did her train of thought suddenly go astray?

However, since this question concerned him, he replied very seriously, "Yes, he will. Luo Qianmo is deeply devoted to you and will definitely marry no one but you."

It was more like a confession than an answer.

Luo Qianmo gazed into Fang Qingyou's eyes, hoping she could hear him, but seeing the confusion and dazed look in her eyes, it was clear she couldn't see his true feelings.

"Oh no! What should we do? Yu Yan, do you think the Emperor will agree to Luo Qianmo's proposal? What if the Emperor really wants to marry me off to Luo Qianmo?"

Luo Qianmo's eyes immediately turned cold. What kind of reaction was Fang Qingyou? Was this the kind of reaction she should have?

He didn't know if the Emperor would agree to let him marry Fang Qingyou, but why was Fang Qingyou reacting this way? Did he marry her because she was very unwilling?

It was as if a drop of ink had suddenly fallen into his eyes, the rich ink color instantly spreading and blurring his expression, making it impossible to see anything but that dark expanse.

Luo Qianmo had a strong urge to throw Fang Qingyou out, hoping she would come to her senses and realize what she was saying.

He had been holding her the whole time, yet she was so unwilling to be with him?

Just when he felt he could barely contain his impulse, he saw Fang Qingyou suddenly smile.

"Yu Yan, do you know? I'm currently dating Luo Qianmo."

That bright smile suddenly melted Luo Qianmo's heart. She smiled so brightly when she mentioned him, she must really like him, right?

"Yu Yan, I really want to try being with him, but we seem incompatible. Our values ​​and everything else are completely different. It seems like we're just not a good match! Yu Yan, I don't want to marry Luo Qianmo, I don't want to!"

Luo Qianmo's face darkened instantly. If Fang Qingyou hadn't been completely drunk, he would have suspected that this little woman was deliberately toying with him.

One moment she acts like he likes him, the next she reacts with resistance.

What exactly are her feelings for him?

This time, Luo Qianmo really felt he really wanted to throw Fang Qingyou out.

This little woman seems to have a real talent for provoking him.

However, with a last shred of reason remaining, he grabbed Fang Qingyou's hand, stared intently into her eyes, and asked, word by word, "Fang Qingyou, tell me, who is the man you like?"

"You like it?" Fang Qingyou looked confused for a moment, then her lips moved.

Just when Luo Qianmo thought she was about to give the answer, she suddenly laughed again: "Yu Yan, come on, let's drink!"

Luo Qianmo's heart sank suddenly, feeling that Fang Qingyou was driving him crazy.

However, Fang Qingyou did not notice Luo Qianmo's anger. Instead, she took his hand as a wine glass and put it in her mouth.

The warmth and tingling sensation from her fingertips made Luo Qianmo's body tremble involuntarily. He could even feel the outline of her sharp teeth, and felt as if something inside him had been aroused.

"Fang Qingyou..." He had only called her name once when the smiling young woman suddenly closed her eyes, tilted her head, and fell into his arms.

Luo Qianmo's face immediately darkened. Was he asleep?

"Fang Qingyou." He shook her gently, but she still had her eyes closed.

Judging from this, he had actually fallen asleep, and was sleeping quite soundly at that.

Just as Luo Qianmo was about to lean back on the cushion and find a comfortable position to hold her, Fang Qingyou suddenly murmured, "The man I like..."

Luo Qianmo's heart skipped a beat, and he nervously awaited what would happen next.

This little woman is so hard to guard against.

Then, what they heard was the woman's soft, even breathing.

Luo Qianmo became depressed. It's fortunate that it was him; if it were someone else with slightly weaker willpower, they would probably have developed a heart attack from Fang Qingyou's antics.

He really wanted to shake Fang Qingyou awake. This little woman, she had the words on the tip of her tongue but didn't finish them. Didn't she know how uncomfortable it was for him to be left hanging like this?

It would have been fine if it hadn't been brought up in the first place, but now he's been aroused.

But then, a smile suddenly appeared on Fang Qingyou's lips.

So light yet so sweet, it felt like a sweet and happy dream.

Did she dream about the man she likes?

Luo Qianmo held back, and held back again and again, finally suppressing the urge to shake her awake.

Well, this little woman has drunk so much; it's better for her to sleep a little longer.

However, seeing the sweet smile on her lips, he only regretted that he didn't have the ability to enter her dreams, otherwise he could have seen who she was dreaming about.

Fang Qingyou did dream of a man, but even she didn't know if this man was someone she liked.

The person she dreamed of was Luo Qianmo. In the dream, the dark ink-colored hem of his robe dyed her entire world dark ink.

She also didn't know that when she dreamed of him, she would genuinely smile.

As Luo Qianmo gazed at Fang Qingyou's sweet smile, his heart gradually calmed down, or rather, softened.

Luo Qianmo leaned back on the soft cushion behind him, finding a comfortable position to sit or lie down, but he held Fang Qingyou tightly so that she wouldn't be woken up by the bumps of the carriage.

As it turned out, his embrace was quite comfortable, and Fang Qingyou was still asleep when they arrived at the villa.

On the way, Luo Qianmo also took a short nap. He felt very satisfied with this feeling, as if he were dreaming with Fang Qingyou, even though he didn't dream about anything.

The carriage drove into the villa and stopped inside.

Xuanhuang brought the carriage to a steady stop, lifted the curtain, and was about to help Luo Qianmo down when he realized that he was still holding Fang Qingyou.

Judging from Fang Qingyou's appearance, she seemed to be asleep.

Xuanhuang was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. He had always known that his prince was very attentive to the young lady, but his prince's behavior was constantly refreshing his understanding of his prince.

Does His Highness have to be so considerate?

And look at His Highness's expression, he's so gentle, it's almost melting people's hearts.