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

All of this further confirms one point: only Luo Qianmo can subdue Xuanhuang.

Fang Qingyou was conflicted again; should she ask Luo Qianmo for help?

"Black and yellow".

"Your subordinate is here." Xuanhuang, who had been listless, immediately perked up upon hearing Luo Qianmo's voice.

The way he stood tall and proud was like he was on a high.

However, his gaze still twitched sharply when it swept over Fang Qingyou.

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched violently. Okay, could she say she couldn't accept Luo Qianmo's superiority?

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Alright." As he spoke, Xuanhuang's body trembled slightly because he saw the look in Fang Qingyou's eyes.

That's terrifying. Miss Fang doesn't want His Highness to order him to do that kind of thing, does she?

He could run away from Miss Fang, but not from His Highness…

He had no chance of escaping, and of course, he never even thought about running away; he only thought about completing everything His Highness had assigned him.

Just when Xuanhuang thought Luo Qianmo would ask him to do something, he didn't expect that Luo Qianmo would just wave his hand and signal him to step back.

"You may leave now that you're done."

Xuanhuang was taken aback and immediately accepted the order to leave.

He thought he was doomed this time, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

When Xuanhuang left, Fang Qingyou almost couldn't help but try to stop him.

Having finally seen Xuanhuang again, he just left like that. Next time, without Luo Qianmo in front of him, he'll probably see him like a mouse seeing a cat.

I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see him again?

"Miss Fang, are you reluctant to part with Xuanhuang?"

Seeing the dangerous smile on Luo Qianmo's lips, Fang Qingyou quickly shook her head: "No, I just haven't had a chance to talk to him yet."

She had a feeling that, if she was certain, she would be crushed to death by the man in front of her, who exuded a dangerous aura, with a single finger.

Of course, Xuanhuang's fate was unlikely to be any better.

This man possesses an almost perverse possessiveness.

After spending so much time together, she realized that even a single glance from her could cause trouble for any man, and she was no exception.

Simply put, this man is extremely jealous, and he gets jealous whenever it's a woman.

"Oh? Why didn't Miss Fang mention it earlier?"

Fang Qingyou: "..."

She wanted to say something, but had Luo Qianmo given her the chance?

Xuanhuang only appeared and left in a few seconds, so she didn't have a chance to speak.

Now that Xuanhuang is gone, he's making her speak again; it must be on purpose.

"Miss Fang, are you still looking for Xuanhuang?"

Fang Qingyou: "..."

Could she say she didn't want to? But it seemed pointless to say it anyway. Luo Qianmo must have seen through her thoughts to ask that question.

Therefore, it's better to acknowledge it than to deny it.

"Of course I want to find him. How else can I get him to do things?"

Fang Qingyou felt so miserable; why did Xuanhuang have to be Luo Qianmo's subordinate?

Even if he were a complete stranger, the difficulties she would face would probably be better than what she is facing now.

"Why don't you tell me, and I'll help you? How about it, Youyou?" Luo Qianmo smiled faintly, his dark eyes fixed on Fang Qingyou's gaze.

Upon hearing this, the others quietly retreated, leaving the two of them alone.

Fang Qingyou bit her lip: "The matter is quite simple, but I wonder if the Eighth Prince has any conditions?"

Sure enough, Luo Qianmo's voice, tinged with amusement, rang out: "Conditions? Of course there are."

He was in a good mood. Fang Qingyou's reaction made him realize that she would definitely owe him a favor this time.

He didn't expect Fang Qingyou to repay him, but this little woman was too wary of him. If he didn't do this, how could he get her close to him?

With such an opportunity right in front of him, how could he let it slip by?

He was taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

Whether this behavior is gentlemanly or not, as long as his goal is achieved, does it still matter?

"What are your conditions? Why don't you state your conditions first, Eighth Prince? I'm afraid I won't be able to meet them." Fang Qingyou secretly groaned. Sure enough, there was no such thing as a free lunch with Luo Qianmo.

He was never a benevolent bodhisattva.

"Youyou, why don't you tell me what you want from Xuanhuang? If you don't tell me what it is, how can I know what conditions I should ask for?"

Fang Qingyou: "..."

Luo Qianmo is such a cunning old fox!

He's so young, how can he be so scheming!

"Eighth Prince, you should state your conditions. What I asked Xuanhuang to do is nothing more than a piece of cake for you."

"Oh? So for Miss Fang, is it just a small favor?"

Luo Qianmo seemed genuinely curious, but Fang Qingyou was practically spitting blood.

If it were just a small favor for her, would she still be unable to get it done? How could she be so depressed?

Taking in her reaction, Luo Qianmo's smile suddenly widened.

"Youyou, since you've asked me to name my conditions, I won't hold back."

Fang Qingyou silently lamented in her heart, did she think Luo Qianmo would be polite if she didn't let him make any demands?

"Take it." His face suddenly became resolute in the face of death.

"Youyou, do you remember the question I asked you yesterday?"

"I wonder which issue the Eighth Prince is referring to?" Fang Qingyou vaguely guessed Luo Qianmo's conditions, but still held onto a sliver of hope.

"Naturally, it's my decision to marry you."

Luo Qianmo smiled brightly, but Fang Qingyou was almost in tears.

"Eighth Prince, don't you think that offering yourself in return for something so simple is a bit too much of a favor?"

"Is it too much? Everyone says that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. Is it really too much for you, Youyou, to thank me with the gift you've always wanted?"

"Also, I remember, I helped you more than once. It seems I saved you many times. Don't all those times I saved you deserve a lifetime of companionship?"

The questioning look in Luo Qianmo's eyes made Fang Qingyou feel extremely guilty.

He's right, she's the one who's shameless. Kindness isn't measured by the size of the favor.

Kindness can never be repaid.

Moreover, he had indeed saved her many times; without him, she would have left this world long ago.

She was extremely grateful to Luo Qianmo. She was willing to do anything for him, even risk her life, and she would never refuse.

But the thought of marrying him always made her feel like she couldn't do it.

Perhaps it was because she didn't want to marry into the royal family, or perhaps she didn't want to get involved in the power struggles, or perhaps she felt that their relationship was developing too fast, or perhaps she still couldn't believe that his feelings for her were completely genuine.