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

"Eighth Prince, I really have something to discuss with you. Can you be serious for once?"

"Isn't that indecent?" Luo Qianmo laughed, then suddenly leaned down, gazing deeply into her eyes. "How about this? Is this indecent enough?"

Seeing Luo Qianmo's stunningly handsome face about to lean in front of her, Fang Qingyou's heart suddenly pounded like a deer's, and she hurriedly pushed him away.

Then she quickly turned her head away, not daring to look into his eyes again, looked around, and asked, "Eighth Prince, can we find a place to talk?"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qianmo moved closer to Fang Qingyou, his smile wicked: "What, Youyou, are you going to whisper sweet nothings to me?"

Fang Qingyou's heart pounded even faster, and she quickly said, "Pah, who wants to say sweet nothings to you! I already said, I want to talk about business, business!"

Luo Qianmo's smile widened, and he reached out to take Fang Qingyou's hand: "Come on, let's find a place to talk."

Fang Qingyou's face suddenly turned red. She was the one who said those words, but after Luo Qianmo repeated them, they sounded so ambiguous.

Moreover, when Luo Qianmo took her hand, she felt as if a soft feather had suddenly swept across the lake of her heart.

Suddenly, dense ripples spread across the lake of my heart, rippling far, far away.

Ironically, this feeling made her feel very comfortable.

This time, Fang Qingyou was truly stunned.

What's with her reaction? She's perfectly fine, so why is she developing these feelings for Luo Qianmo?

This feeling, to use a very professional term, is called a flutter of the heart; to use a very emotional term, it's called liking.

After a long while, Fang Qingyou finally dared to look at Luo Qianmo.

Could it be that she really has feelings for Luo Qianmo? When did this happen, and why didn't she know?

It was clearly her own feeling, so why hadn't she noticed it all this time?

Fang Qingyou only intended to steal a glance at Luo Qianmo, but it turned out that while she was secretly looking at him, he was also looking at her.

Then, their eyes met.

It was a feeling of being struck straight to the heart by a bright smile, making the whole heart tremble involuntarily.

She almost ran away, quickly turning her head to the side. Ouch, why did she feel like she'd been caught stealing?

Luo Qianmo suddenly laughed, a very bright laugh.

Fang Qingyou's appearance is exactly how she should be when facing the man she likes, all shy and bashful.

This slow-witted young woman finally realized that she liked him.

Without realizing it, he gripped her hand even tighter.

She was small and delicate, yet soft, like holding a playful lump of dough in his palm. He couldn't bear to let go of her.

The road they are walking on today is one they have walked before.

But this time, the feeling was not the same as before.

The scenery is the same, the cobblestone path is the same, but it feels like something is different.

Luo Qianmo first led Fang Qingyou to a living room. Just when she thought he was going to talk to her there, she saw him move a few chess pieces on a chessboard, and suddenly a sound of a mechanism opening and closing rang out in the room.

"boom"

Fang Qingyou was startled. When she looked in the direction of the sound, she saw that the wall that was originally covered with calligraphy and paintings had suddenly moved in one direction, revealing an empty door in its original place.

She couldn't see what was inside the door; from her angle, all she could see was that it was very dark inside.

But then she suddenly became excited: "Could it be, could this be the legendary secret room?"

She had seen secret rooms in modern movies and TV shows, and always thought those secret rooms with mechanisms were very magical. Now that she had seen them in person, she was really excited.

The feeling was as if those mysterious, unsolved mysteries were presented before me.

“Yes, it’s a secret room.” Luo Qianmo was somewhat surprised by Fang Qingyou’s reaction. Shouldn’t most people’s reaction to a secret room be curiosity?

"Hehe, is it filled with gold and silver jewelry?" Fang Qingyou's eyes lit up immediately. In those movies and TV dramas, when the door to a secret room is opened, there are chests and chests full of gold and silver jewelry.

One look at it and it's almost blinding.

Luo Qianmo wanted to say, "Little woman, as my woman, can't you be a little more ambitious? All you can think about is gold and silver jewelry?"

But looking into her bright, clear eyes, he just couldn't bring himself to say those words.

Well then, since she likes it, he'd better just make a secret room filled with gold and jewels in the future.

"Let's go." Luo Qianmo took Fang Qingyou's hand and led her into the secret room.

Fang Qingyou smiled with delight: "Can I really go in? Aren't you afraid I'll steal all your gold and jewels?"

What's mine is yours, so why steal it?

Fang Qingyou: "..."

She was just saying it casually, how could Luo Qianmo take it seriously?

Or was he just saying it casually, and she took it seriously?

Soon, Fang Qingyou's attention was diverted, because she was about to reach the secret room.

I was so excited!

She had just stepped into the secret room, and before she could even see what was in front of her, she heard a "bang" and the door suddenly slammed shut.

Fang Qingyou was startled, but then her vision suddenly brightened.

His gaze drifted toward the direction from which the light was coming, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

No wonder she said the secret room seemed to be sealed off, yet it was so bright; it turned out that it was illuminated by large, brightly lit pearls.

She already knew Luo Qianmo was very wealthy, but did he have to be this blatantly extravagant?

"Luo Qianmo, have you plundered a lot of the people's wealth?" Fang Qingyou asked, gazing at the dense cluster of luminous pearls. She had never understood how Luo Qianmo could be so extravagant.

Knowing what Fang Qingyou was thinking, Luo Qianmo glanced at her indifferently and said, "Do you think this prince needs to exploit the people?"

The tone seemed somewhat dangerous.

Fang Qingyou quickly shook her head tactfully: "No, no, I'm just amazed by your wealth, Eighth Prince."

Luo Qianmo suddenly curled his lips: "So, Youyou, do you have the urge to marry me? If you marry me, everything I own will be yours."

Fang Qingyou almost spat out her drink. Was it really necessary to tempt her like this? Using such a huge amount of wealth to lure a young girl like her, was that really okay?

A sly smile suddenly appeared on her lips: "Luo Qianmo, you're using wealth to lure me in. If I really marry you, aren't you afraid that I'm only after your wealth?"

Luo Qianmo's expression remained unchanged: "My wealth is also mine. In other words, I can understand that Youyou, you married me because you were attracted to me."

Fang Qingyou: "..."

Could she say that this is simply divine logic, a divine logic that ordinary people absolutely cannot understand?

Narcissistic, arrogant, shameless, and illogical!