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

There was very little activity last night, and it wasn't until this morning that Mrs. Ren discovered Fang Qingyou wasn't home.

Fang Qingyou and Ren Shi said that a patient had an emergency at night, and the family came to her in the middle of the night, so she went out to make a house call without giving any notice.

Seeing Fang Qingyou and Lüye return together, Madam Ren did not doubt her words and told her to always inform her before making house calls in the future.

Fang Qingyou originally wanted to show the sword to Fang Runting, but he hadn't woken up yet, so she went to take a shower first.

After a night of tossing and turning, Fang Qingyou felt extremely tired, and only after taking a hot bath did she feel much more relaxed.

While taking a bath, she studied the symptoms of the handsome man in black, hoping to determine his illness before the next treatment and help him get rid of the torment of the disease as soon as possible.

As Fang Qingyou soaked in the water, she noticed that the water temperature was starting to cool down, so she decided it was time to wash up and get out.

When she washed her arms, she noticed that her left forearm had something on it, a light purple stain about the size of a fingernail.

Fang Qingyou guessed that she got the substance from the black-clad handsome man's treasure vault, and didn't think much of it, planning to wash it off with some homemade shower gel later.

As a result, Fang Qingyou used the shower gel several times, scrubbing her skin until it turned red, but she still couldn't wash it off.

"What on it is? Why is it so hard to wash off?" Fang Qingyou muttered to herself as she applied another layer of shower gel and continued scrubbing her left forearm.

Despite repeated attempts, Fang Qingyou still couldn't wash it off. She stopped washing because if she rubbed it any longer, her skin would break.

Fang Qingyou carefully examined the light purple mark and found that it was not like a stain, but more like a birthmark or similar mark. The light purple color was dreamy, and its shape was like a drop of water, which looked quite pretty.

The surrounding skin was rubbed until it was red and almost broken, but this mark was still a light purple.

The mark was somewhat similar to the virginity mark, so Fang Qingyou couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. Could it be that Zhujianlou had applied the virginity mark to her while she was unconscious?

However, she quickly dismissed this guess. Firstly, she was not a beauty that would make people covet her. No, no, to be precise, not at the moment, but temporarily!

Secondly, treating illnesses is not like selecting concubines for the emperor; why would a physical examination be necessary?

Thirdly, the location of this mark is indeed the same as the location where the virginity mark was applied, but the color is wrong. The virginity mark is a red similar to cinnabar, but this mark is a light purple, similar to the color of paulownia petals.

Oh well, if it doesn't come off this time, I'll just wash it again next time.

Fang Qingyou was about to get out of the bath when she suddenly remembered something, and her expression changed drastically.

The water droplet mark is exactly the same as the pattern on her family's heirloom jade thumb ring!

Fang Qingyou was certain of this because the jade thumb ring was passed down to her by her grandfather and had been passed down for nearly a thousand years. Each generation of owners would pass it on to the most outstanding descendant of the Fang family.

For the Fang family, owning this jade thumb ring is not only an honor, but also allows them to enjoy all the best resources in the family.

Fang Qingyou cherished the jade thumb ring as if it were her life. Because she was afraid of losing it by accident, she did not wear it on her hand, but instead paired it with a beautiful chain and wore it around her neck like a necklace.

Fang Qingyou clearly remembers that day when she watched the explosion and flames sweep across the sky. Realizing the danger, she instinctively reached out to protect her jade ring.

After transmigrating, she always thought that the jade thumb ring was in her hands, so she felt extremely guilty. It was a treasure passed down through generations of the Fang family.

The light purple mark on her left forearm was exactly the same as the pattern on the jade thumb ring. Could it be that the jade thumb ring had burrowed into her body and traveled to this other world with her, or was it just a coincidence?

Fang Qingyou wasn't sure, but the familiar pattern really comforted her a lot.

Thinking this, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but gently stroke the water droplet mark. Apart from her memories, it was probably the only thing that could connect her to her past existence.

As she was caressing it, Fang Qingyou suddenly felt an unusual warmth on her fingertips. When she removed her fingers, she was surprised to find that a drop of pale purple liquid had seeped out of the mark and dripped down her arm into the bathtub.

In that instant, the water, which had started to cool, suddenly became warm, giving Fang Qingyou the feeling of soaking in the most comfortable hot spring.

This warmth seemed to penetrate the skin, the flesh, and even reach the bone marrow.

Fang Qingyou didn't know if this feeling was an illusion, but she really enjoyed it, and it even seemed somewhat familiar...

The handsome man in black was also bathing in the hot spring.

The handsome man in black still wore the blue mask on his face, and his exposed skin was as pale as paper. However, his eyes were no longer as dark as the night, but had regained some clarity and spirit.

At this moment, he possessed a frail beauty that commanded respect and prevented anyone from harboring any contempt for him.

Even now, he still evokes the image of a dark lord who controls life and death, and seeing him inspires awe in one's heart.

At this moment, the handsome man in black was replaying a scene in his mind: he was holding Fang Qingyou's arm, and then the two of them were suddenly enveloped in a purple halo.

He didn't know how it all happened, but he was certain that it was the purple aura that relieved his pain and made the bone-crushing pain in his body disappear.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such a strange thing existed in the world.

He couldn't believe it, thinking it was hallucinations caused by extreme pain, just like many times before. But the changes in his body told him that these things had really happened.

For many years, this pain has tormented him every fifteenth of the lunar month, and in severe cases, he has not been able to fully recover for months.

This year's fifteenth of the lunar month was the most relaxed day he had experienced in many years.

"Fang Qingyou, perhaps you really are my cure." The handsome man in black smiled slightly, a faint but undeniable smile.

Yes, he was laughing, and even he was somewhat surprised by his own reaction.

Thinking back to the intimate physical contact he had with Fang Qingyou, he didn't feel the same disgust he had for other women. Perhaps because his physical pain had been relieved, he seemed to still miss that feeling.

This time it's over, but there will be a next time, and the time after that...

At the same time, Fang Qingyou, who was taking a bath, was confused. She felt that this warm feeling was familiar, as if she had experienced it before, but she just couldn't remember when it was.