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

Luo Qianmo was slightly taken aback, somewhat confused about what Xuanhuang was trying to do.

Xuanhuang stretched his hand forward again, but his eyes swept over Fang Qingyou in his arms.

Now Luo Qianmo understood his intention, and his face instantly darkened.

Because he suddenly realized that Xuanhuang actually wanted to take over Fang Qingyou?

Luo Qianmo swept a cold glance over, which made Xuanhuang tremble.

“Your Highness…” Xuanhuang was startled. He really didn’t have any other thoughts. He just saw that Luo Qianmo had been carrying Fang Qingyou all the way and seemed to be working very hard. His arms were stiff, so he wanted to lighten his burden. Who would have thought that his prince would look at him with such a terrifying look.

Good heavens, does that look like she wants to kill someone?

Luo Qianmo, his face grim, was about to reprimand Xuanhuang when he heard the person in his arms suddenly hum.

Looking down, I saw that Fang Qingyou was still not awake. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her face had turned from its original rosy color to an unusual red, as if she was very uncomfortable.

Therefore, Luo Qianmo immediately took long strides and strode towards the room, a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

The most important thing now is to sober up Fang Qingyou.

However, Luo Qianmo had only taken one step when he heard Xuanhuang weakly say behind him, "Your Highness..."

"Get lost!" Luo Qianmo paused slightly, gave a cold rebuke, and then continued walking.

So frightened was Xuanhuang that he ran away without even stopping.

He didn't give any other signals, but he was very sensitive to his prince's anger.

If I don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't just get a cold snort.

Even after leaving, Xuanhuang still couldn't quite understand why His Highness had suddenly become angry. He had only wanted to share His Highness's burdens, so why was His Highness reacting so strongly?

On the other side, Luo Qianmo quickly walked towards the room, and upon encountering his subordinates, he ordered them to immediately summon the female physician.

Almost as soon as he put Fang Qingyou down, a female doctor came over.

"Your Highness, Miss Fang is just feeling unwell from being drunk; she is not seriously ill. I will go and prepare some hangover soup for her right away. After she drinks it, she will feel better once she wakes up and vomits it up."

Luo Qianmo's people were all very familiar with Fang Qingyou.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qianmo's expression softened slightly.

However, no sooner had the female doctor finished speaking than Fang Qingyou suddenly opened her eyes.

"Youyou." Luo Qianmo's face lit up with joy, but just as he walked to Fang Qingyou's side, he saw her suddenly sit up from the couch and vomit with a "goo".

Immediately, a pungent odor spread rapidly.

Luo Qianmo's face immediately darkened because Fang Qingyou had just happened to vomit on him, and the smell directly stimulated his sense of smell.

The filth on his body, even through layers of clothing, made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and his scalp began to tingle.

This scene made the female doctor's eyelids twitch heavily.

She was absolutely terrified; Miss Fang had actually vomited all over His Highness!

The female doctor glanced at Luo Qianmo discreetly and saw that his face was ashen, and he was almost bursting with anger.

But Fang Qingyou was still clutching his sleeve tightly, seemingly preparing to vomit again.

Seeing this, the female doctor was unsure whether to let Fang Qingyou do as she pleased or to pull her away.

However, in the next instant, the female healer felt that she should deal with these filthy things first.

Just as she was about to get her things to pack, she heard another "vomit".

The female healer's brow twitched sharply, and she quickened her pace.

Fang Qingyou vomited three times in a row before she felt a little better and her head cleared up. She was about to thank the person by her bedside for giving her something to hold onto, which prevented her from falling off the bed earlier.

But when she looked up, she saw Luo Qianmo's long, dark face.

His usually handsome, sharp eyebrows were now furrowed into a knot.

Looking again, he saw that he was tightly gripping Luo Qianmo's arm, and his dark robes were covered in filth. He immediately understood what had happened.

"Eighth...Eighth Prince...I'm sorry, I...I..."

Fang Qingyou quickly let go of Luo Qianmo's hand. He started stammering and couldn't even speak properly. She knew how serious Luo Qianmo's mysophobia was. If she vomited on him, it would be worse than killing him.

"Your Highness, would you like to change your clothes?" The female physician forced herself to present a set of clothes to Luo Qianmo.

Luo Qianmo's gaze made the female healer feel as if she had been swept by sharp ice shards. She could only barely stand up straight by enduring his oppressive aura.

Luo Qianmo practically snatched the clothes from the female doctor's hands, and in the next instant, he strode out.

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched violently; she had made a huge mistake!

"Bang—" The door was slammed shut with a loud thud, and it took quite a while to close.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyou and the female doctor both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Fang, please wait a moment. I will make you a hangover soup after I finish cleaning up here."

"Thank you for your trouble." Fang Qingyou felt embarrassed to let the female doctor clean up for her, but at this moment her body was limp and she didn't even have the strength to get up.

"Miss Fang, you don't need to be so polite with me," the female doctor said, quickly starting to clean.

Fang Qingyou's body went limp instantly, and she lay back on the bed, swaying unsteadily.

She felt extremely uncomfortable, even worse than being beaten up. Although she didn't know what being beaten up felt like, the feeling of being drunk was truly awful.

My body felt weak and hot, my stomach was burning, and my head was dizzy.

She had a feeling that if she were to walk right now, she would fall down before she could even take a single step.

Sure enough, alcohol is not to be touched. It makes you feel uncomfortable while drinking, and it makes you feel even more uncomfortable when you get drunk.

There's a word that describes it perfectly: poison that burns through the guts!

She needs to rest for a while and recover her energy.

After the female doctor finished tidying up and opened the window for ventilation, Fang Qingyou realized that something was wrong.

"Young lady, I'd like to ask you something?"

The female healer quickly went to Fang Qingyou's bedside and respectfully asked, "Miss Fang, you can call me Yuelian. What would you like to ask?"

"Moon Lotus! I want to know, where is this place? How did I get here? What's the Eighth Prince doing here? And have you seen Miss She?"

“Miss Fang, this is His Highness’s villa. You were brought back by His Highness. As for Miss She, Yue Lian has not seen her, nor did she hear His Highness mention her.” Yue Lian replied truthfully. In fact, she had only spoken one sentence to Luo Qianmo when Fang Qingyou woke up.

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched suddenly, and she looked around in disbelief.

Wasn't she drinking at a restaurant? How did Luo Qianmo manage to bring her to his villa?