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

"This one is for you, and that one is for Aunt Luo."

Fang Qingyou opened the thicker booklet with suspicion, and after reading only a few sentences, her expression changed slightly.

This booklet contains all the things about Xuanhuang, including his temperament, likes and dislikes, his strengths, and so on. It is written in great detail about everything that happened from his childhood.

Looking at the booklet, her eyes welled up with tears, as if she could see that little boy, only four or five years old, who had no choice but to live on the streets.

"No wonder Xuanhuang doesn't remember Aunt Luo, it turns out he has amnesia."

"Yes, he seems to have been injured. When my men found him, he didn't even know who he was."

"He might have suffered a head injury," Fang Qingyou sighed. "Has Xuanhuang not regained his memories all these years?"

Luo Qianmo shook his head. Song Mao and Xuan Zhu had both examined Xuan Huang, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with his body.

He felt that Xuanhuang couldn't remember things from before he lost them, not because he couldn't remember, but because he simply didn't want to think about them.

He forgot, so he felt abandoned by his parents. Not all children who feel abandoned have the courage to recall their parents and the past.

If you don't want to recall it, you'll never remember it.

“Youyou, don’t worry too much. With this booklet, even if Xuanhuang’s heart is as hard as stone, it will be warmed by Aunt Luo.”

Fang Qingyou didn't feel comforted at all; instead, she had a very bad feeling.

Did Luo Qianmo foresee that Aunt Luo's path to recognizing her son would be difficult by saying this?

Fortunately, we've finally found the person.

Moreover, Xuanhuang can see each other often, which will give them more opportunities to strengthen their bond. One day, their bloodline abilities will reunite them.

After finishing reading the booklet in her hand, Fang Qingyou sighed and closed it.

"Eighth Prince, are there many things that Aunt Luo hasn't written down in this booklet?"

"Yes. Many things that mothers shouldn't know haven't been written down."

Fang Qingyou nodded in agreement and gave Luo Qianmo a thumbs-up.

There were some things that even she found heartbreaking to see; if Aunt Luo saw them, wouldn't she be even more heartbroken?

Let's talk about these things after the mother and son are reunited.

Suddenly, she remembered a very serious problem and immediately looked at Luo Qianmo: "Eighth Prince, do you have a lot of these booklets? Black Yellow, Black Vermilion, Black Blue, even Mingyue and Yuefei have them, right?"

Luo Qianmo neither admitted nor denied it.

Fang Qingyou knew she had guessed correctly, and her expression suddenly turned ugly: "Then what about me? Do I have my own booklet too?"

The booklet contains exceptionally detailed information. If someone had her booklet, would they know everything about her?

She felt embarrassed as if she had been stripped naked and looked at naked, and she was even more panicked. If Luo Qianmo knew everything that had happened to her, would he find out that she was no longer the Fang Qingyou she used to be, or even discover the secret of her time travel?

"No." Luo Qianmo shook his head indifferently: "You're not my subordinate, how could I have your booklet?"

These words sound like something he kept in a booklet to keep his subordinates under control.

The truth is, he not only had the registers of his subordinates, but also the registers of princes, ministers and their families, as well as the registers of famous people in the world.

Its coverage extends to almost everyone in the world.

Few people know that the world-renowned Tianji Pavilion is actually one of his forces.

It was the information and intelligence recorded in these booklets that enabled him to survive in this cold and indifferent world; otherwise, he would have died countless times.

Of course, Fang Qingyou was included among all the people in the world.

However, he wasn't exactly lying. He did have Fang Qingyou's booklet before, but he destroyed it himself later.

He knew she wasn't the same Fang Qingyou as before, and he also knew her origins were a mystery. How could he let others know these secrets about her?

These secrets must not be known to anyone else but him.

Luo Qianmo wouldn't tell Fang Qingyou these truths, because he had a feeling that if she knew, this obedient little woman would definitely explode.

Their recently improved relationship might fall into another stalemate, and he didn't want to have another cold war with her.

This little woman is usually kind and soft-hearted, but when she's giving him the cold shoulder, her heart hardens like a rock, and she can actually ignore him and pretend not to see him.

Fang Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, her secret hadn't been discovered.

"That's good." Her tone suddenly turned fierce: "Hmph, if you dare to keep my booklet, I will fight you to the death."

Luo Qianmo's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a sense of relief, thankful that he had guessed the little woman's thoughts correctly.

After Fang Qingyou returned and showed the booklet to Aunt Luo, Aunt Luo cried uncontrollably, her tears never stopping.

Fang Qingyou had to admire Luo Qianmo's wisdom; otherwise, Aunt Luo would probably have cried herself to death.

Ren Shi, Fang Qingyou, Mingyue, Yuefei, Yueyao, and Yuemin took turns comforting Aunt Luo. They comforted her until their voices were hoarse. Around midnight, Aunt Luo probably cried herself to sleep.

Looking at the moon gradually becoming fuller day by day outside the window, Fang Qingyou sighed deeply. Was Aunt Luo finally crying out all the bitterness and pain she had held in her heart for so many years?

Hopefully, Aunt Luo and Xuanhuang can be reunited soon, so that the moon can be full and people can be reunited.

At the same time, Fang Qingyou thought of another person.

It is precisely because there is no killing.

She hasn't seen him for three months since that day, and she doesn't know how he is doing now.

Although every time after the full moon, Wu Sha would have someone contact her to say that he had survived another full moon.

But she couldn't rest easy until she saw him in person.

She promised to treat him every time, but this time, because of her, he missed several treatments, which must have done a lot of damage to his body.

This time, she was determined to treat him herself.

In the dead of night, Xuan Zhu was taking a bath.

The water temperature was very comfortable, but he didn't enjoy it at all.

Not to mention that he had been soaking in the water for several hours and his body was about to swell up, there was also a group of naked men surrounding him, staring at him intently, making him extremely embarrassed.

As a doctor, he had seen many people's bodies, but this was the first time his body had been stared at by so many people.

Many times, Xuan Zhu almost couldn't resist jumping out of the pool, but he managed to hold back.

It's my own fault for doing something wrong and being punished by His Highness.

The punishment isn't over yet, how can he leave?

He was unaware that his punishment was due to Xuanhuang, and that his so-called mistake was merely something Luo Qianmo deliberately found fault with.