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

He immediately ordered Xuanzhu to go find Xuanhuang.

Only now did she realize that the sacrifice was worthwhile.

Of course, she wouldn't admit that she was actually quite infatuated with Luo Qianmo's closeness, and that this couldn't be considered a sacrifice.

Xuan Zhu quickly brought back the results with a grin, only managing to suppress his smile the moment he entered the room.

He knocked on the door, and after receiving permission, he walked in with a serious expression.

After presenting the two papers to Luo Qianmo and receiving a signal from him, Xuan Zhu left with a serious expression.

But once he left the room, he could no longer maintain his serious expression.

Haha, that's hilarious! Xuanhuang, a grown man, has so many marks on his body, and coincidentally, they're all on his butt...

He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Xuanhuang's embarrassed state back then.

There were two pieces of paper. One was written by Fang Qingyou to Luo Qianmo, describing the characteristics of Xuanhuang.

The other document, however, is a verification of these characteristics written by Xuan Zhu.

A piece of paper, covered with dense writing.

Xuan Zhu wrote down each one in great detail, describing the size of the birthmark and mole, the degree of color, the location of the birthmark and mole, and the shape of the birthmark. He described virtually every aspect that could be thought of.

Fang Qingyou was increasingly delighted as she looked at him; it turned out that Xuanhuang really was Aunt Luo's son!

However, why are the characters in Xuan Zhu's name so shaky?

She was quite familiar with Xuan Zhu's handwriting. At first glance, she didn't notice anything amiss, but upon closer inspection, she discovered that many of the characters were crooked, suggesting that he was in a very turbulent state of mind when he wrote them.

Fang Qingyou's gaze immediately darkened. This Xuan Zhu must have been laughing at Xuan Huang back then.

I wonder if Xuanzhu forcibly stripped Xuanhuang naked in order to verify these things?

She preferred to associate with honest people like Xuanhuang, and now that she knew he was Aunt Luo's son, how could she allow others to bully him?

She couldn't help but secretly regret that she should have told Luo Qianmo beforehand and asked him to use a gentler method to verify the information, so as not to hurt Xuanhuang's pride.

Seeing that Fang Qingyou's face had suddenly turned cold after her initial joyful expression, Luo Qianmo couldn't help but ask.

"Youyou, is something wrong?"

"No, I just feel that Xuanhuang may have suffered some injustice."

If this verification really hurts Xuanhuang's pride, I wonder if he will have any psychological trauma?

He already didn't really accept Aunt Luo, and now that he knows they are mother and son, I wonder if he will acknowledge her as his daughter?

If Xuanhuang becomes even more resistant to Granny Luo, wouldn't this backfire?

The more I think about it, the more I regret it.

"Probably not." Luo Qianmo still had some confidence in Xuanhuang. They had received high-intensity training since childhood and had strong resilience.

However, he wasn't entirely sure, because Xuanhuang had always been a bit clueless when it came to matters of the heart.

Perhaps this time we've really gotten stuck in a rut and can't get out of it.

"I hope so." Fang Qingyou paused slightly, then said, "Eighth Prince, I'll have to trouble you to take care of things at Xuanhuang. This matter can't be rushed. When I get back, I'll also give Aunt Luo some advice."

Fang Qingyou was somewhat worried. Xuan Zhu was smiling when he suddenly sneezed loudly. A bad feeling arose in her heart, as if he was going to suffer.

"Hmm." Luo Qianmo responded, his eyes shifting slightly as an idea formed in his mind.

In Fang Qingyou's heart, she had long regarded Aunt Luo as family.

Her family is his family.

He was quite pleased with the relationship between Xuanhuang and Aunt Luo.

With their relationship, he and Fang Qingyou had another connection.

"Youyou, it's quite warm outside right now, let's go for a walk."

"Okay." Perhaps because of her worries, she felt that the room was indeed a bit stuffy.

As he stood up, Luo Qianmo took Fang Qingyou's hand. She was slightly taken aback, but did not refuse, and two pink blushes appeared on her cheeks.

Luo Qianmo smiled, holding her small hand, feeling as if his heart was completely filled.

Full of warmth, full of sweetness.

The two strolled in the courtyard. In the winter month, the outside world was already withered and yellow, but the Eighth Prince's residence was still green.

The most abundant plant was bamboo.

This wasn't Fang Qingyou's first time visiting the Eighth Prince's residence, but it was the first time she could feel so at ease there.

When I came here before, I always felt that this place was magnificent, luxurious, and unattainable.

This time, I felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if I were at home.

Realizing what she was thinking, Fang Qingyou fiercely berated herself. She wasn't even married yet, and she was already treating the Eighth Prince's residence as her own home.

Awooo! Where can I find a piece of tofu so she can just run into it and die?

Fang Qingyou, what's wrong with you? You were unwilling to marry Luo Qianmo just now, but now you can't help but feel longing for him.

You're such a fangirl, a total fangirl!

Please don't be so embarrassing.

Seeing the two taking a walk, exuding a warm and sweet atmosphere despite their silence, the guards who were stationed at the Eighth Prince's residence quietly retreated.

It took Luo Qianmo a long time to finally find a subordinate.

"Your Highness, Miss Fang."

The subordinate was in a panic. He really didn't mean to disturb His Highness and Miss Fang's time alone; he just accidentally ended up here.

It wasn't really an accident; he was just used to it. After all, this area was usually his assigned guard post.

His subordinates were prepared to be punished, but Luo Qianmo showed no anger. Instead, he beckoned to him, signaling him to come over.

The subordinate approached tremblingly, only to see his lord whisper a few words in his ear before signaling him to leave.

After a moment of stunned silence, his subordinates, realizing what had happened, ran away as if granted a pardon.

Watching her subordinate flee for his life, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but smile.

Luo Qianmo looked at her strangely: "Is it funny?"

"Eighth Prince, you are indeed terrifying. Look how scared your men are."

"Is Youyou afraid of me?" Over the years, Luo Qianmo has long been accustomed to this kind of life.

"I'm not afraid!" Fang Qingyou said, raising her head and lying without blushing.

Only she knew how afraid she was of this man; a single cold glance from him would make her tremble uncontrollably.

She knew she was a coward, but when Luo Qianmo was angry, his aura was incredibly strong. When she looked directly into his eyes, she felt like she was about to vomit blood and die.

Of course, she would never admit it, not even if you beat her to death.

As the saying goes, it’s better to lose the battle than the person.

If she admits it, wouldn't she be completely under Luo Qianmo's control from now on, even though her current situation isn't much better?

Therefore, the current situation cannot get any worse.