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

The next day, before dawn, Aunt Luo came to find Fang Qingyou with a painting.

Fang Qingyou took over the conversation and saw that it depicted a little boy who looked about two or three years old. The drawing wasn't particularly good, but it was done with great care, as if it had been filled with a great deal of emotion. Even the expression on the little boy's face was drawn clearly.

So many years have passed, yet Aunt Luo still remembers exactly what clothes her son was wearing back then, which shows how deep her longing is.

Looking at Aunt Luo's bloodshot eyes with dark circles under them, you could tell that she probably hadn't slept all night, just to draw her son's portrait.

"Xiaoyou, this is Yangyang. He was this size when he got lost from us. Now, so many years have passed, he should have grown into a big young man."

As she spoke, Aunt Luo's eyes reddened again.

Actually, she wanted to say that the Lord Huang must be her Yangyang, but Fang Qingyou told her that he was a high-ranking official in the imperial court, and without absolute evidence, she could not impersonate him.

Seeing Aunt Luo in such a state, Fang Qingyou felt extremely distressed.

"Aunt Luo, don't worry. With this portrait, there's a better chance of finding Yangyang. Don't worry, I will definitely help you find him." Although she said this, Fang Qingyou didn't really dare to have much hope.

So many years have passed, even if someone had seen Yangyang back then, they would hardly recognize him now.

Not everyone can remember what a little boy looks like for so many years, just like Aunt Luo.

Of course, she dared not say this to Aunt Luo.

Grandma Luo has been searching for her son. She usually keeps these feelings to herself, but after seeing Xuanhuang yesterday, she probably won't give up until she finds out the answer.

"Xiao You, are you going to help me find Lord Huang?" A glimmer of hope immediately appeared in Aunt Luo's eyes.

Fang Qingyou was taken aback. She did want to confirm whether Xuanhuang was indeed Luo Da Niang's son, but she did not intend to go to him directly. Instead, she wanted to find out through some intelligence organizations, such as Qianji Pavilion.

Actually, going directly to Xuanhuang would be the best and most direct way, but the thought of inevitably meeting Luo Qianmo when she went to Xuanhuang gave her a headache.

Putting aside the fact that she got drunk yesterday and made a fool of herself in front of him, just the fact that he keeps saying he wants to marry her is enough to scare her to death.

But seeing the look of sadness in Aunt Luo's eyes as she hesitated to answer, he felt a pang of self-reproach. He gritted his teeth and said, "Aunt Luo, yes, I want to help you find Lord Huang."

When I first brought Aunt Luo back, I said I would help her find her son. Now that this path is right in front of her, she really shouldn't refuse.

Upon hearing this, the gloom in Aunt Luo's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by bright hope and anticipation.

"Xiaoyou, Yangyang has a bluish birthmark on his waist, about the size of his palm, and a red mole the size of a soybean on his thigh. Also, his toes are unusually long, like the white part of a scallion..."

As she spoke, Aunt Luo excitedly gestured to herself.

Fang Qingyou: "..."

She was going to find Xuanhuang to confirm, but all the characteristics that could prove his identity were in such a hidden place. Was she going to have to tear off Xuanhuang's clothes?

She has no connection to him, but will Xuanhuang let her see it?

Fang Qingyou felt immense pressure. The blue birthmark on Yangyang's waist was right on his buttocks, and the so-called red mole on his thigh was also almost below his buttocks. Didn't that mean she had to see his buttocks?

And, does she really want to take off her black and yellow shoes to look at his toes?

If she were doing these things to treat a patient, Fang Qingyou wouldn't feel anything, but that's not the case now. Just thinking about having to do these things to Xuanhuang makes her feel incredibly embarrassed.

If she could, Fang Qingyou would never have done these things, but seeing the hope on Aunt Luo's face, she simply couldn't bring herself to say she didn't want to.

"Xiao You, have you remembered all of these?"

"I'll remember." Fang Qingyou smiled and took Aunt Luo's hand. "Aunt Luo, don't worry, I will definitely help you find your son."

"Yes." Aunt Luo nodded heavily, tears welling in her eyes.

When facing Aunt Luo, Fang Qingyou still had a smile on her face, but as soon as she turned away, she couldn't smile anymore, and even felt that she could cry at any moment.

What should she do?

When Fang Qingyou came out of the courtyard, she saw Fang Xing'an walking over with a big smile on his face.

"You'er, where are you going?" Fang Xing'an rushed over immediately after receiving news that Fang Qingyou was going out by car.

Yesterday, he personally witnessed Xuanhuang bringing her back. You must know that he was a third-rank guard. Although his duties were different from those of the officials and he did not have his own residence, he was still a third-rank position.

Normally, Xuanhuang probably wouldn't even pay attention to these young ladies from noble families, let alone condescend to send anyone back.

Moreover, Xuanhuang is Luo Qianmo's confidant.

Luo Qianmo is the emperor's most favored prince, and he might even become the future monarch.

If Luo Qianmo really takes a liking to Fang Qingyou, then he could be the future father-in-law of the emperor.

Although he didn't understand why Luo Qianmo would take a liking to Fang Qingyou, and seemed particularly serious about it, he was more than happy with this result.

The mere thought of this possibility made Fang Xing'an emotional and unable to control himself.

Of course, he also considered that Luo Qianmo might not be able to inherit the throne and would be seen as a thorn in the side by the new emperor, who would want to get rid of him as soon as possible.

But what does it matter? If it really comes to that, he will not hesitate to sever his father-daughter relationship with Fang Qingyou and expel her from the family genealogy.

At that time, their fate would certainly not affect the Fang family.

Moreover, the Fang family has more than one daughter, and the emperor has more than one son, Luo Qianmo. All of his daughters are outstanding, and there may be several imperial consorts from one family.

Fang Qingyou found Fang Xing'an's somewhat obsequious smile disgusting.

His smile made it impossible for her not to see what he was thinking.

This philandering old man must be trying to force her onto Luo Qianmo.

"Father, I'm just going out for a walk." Fang Qingyou bowed to Fang Xing'an obediently. It was not a good time to break ties with this old scumbag. She had just returned and had not yet had time to prepare anything, so she could only stay at the Fang residence for the time being.

Fang Xing'an is still very useful.

"Go ahead, it's good to go out and relax, but be careful out there," Fang Xing'an said with a kind expression.

But in his heart he was thinking, "This little brat dares to lie to me. Does she think I don't know you're going to see the Eighth Prince?"