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

But now, facing her, he didn't know how to begin.

If she were to abruptly put those things away, wouldn't Luo Qianmo think she was crazy?

After much deliberation, Fang Qingyou used the stories she had read in ancient books as an excuse to tell him about the history she knew.

Luo Qianmo appeared calm, but was inwardly deeply shocked.

Some of the stories Fang Qingyou told were true in various dynasties, so he was knowledgeable about those histories.

But there were also some things that even he had never seen.

When she talks about these things, her voice trembles sometimes when she gets to the cruel parts.

Clearly, these things are not just simple stories; they are things she knows and that actually happened.

Moreover, she was terrified of these things.

Yet, she told him every single detail of this nightmarish and unavoidable event.

At first, he didn't understand her purpose, but now he does: she wanted him to avoid the fate of those others.

At this moment, Luo Qianmo felt that he had finally seen the side that Fang Qingyou had been hiding.

This was the first time he had truly gotten to know her.

An ordinary woman, let alone someone who grew up in the countryside, or even a lady from a wealthy family who grew up in the mansion of a high-ranking official, might not know these political and historical events.

But Fang Qingyou knew, and knew it so clearly.

She had kept it well hidden all along, but now she's willing to expose her secret just to help him?

She saw through his ambition, knew he had to take this path, and didn't want him to end up in a miserable state.

My heart was deeply moved.

Could she really go to such lengths for him?

In the past, she was even willing to give up her life for him, but that was always her way of repaying a debt of gratitude.

But now, she's only willing to do these things for him.

"Youyou." Luo Qianmo couldn't help but grab Fang Qingyou's hand, holding it tightly in his own palm.

"Youyou, don't worry, I will definitely not end up in such a miserable state. I will definitely be the victor."

Fang Qingyou's hand trembled involuntarily. She had only speculated that Luo Qianmo wanted to pursue that position, but now, hearing him admit it so openly, she was still deeply shocked.

He actually decided to take that perilous path.

"Luo Qianmo, that position is indeed dazzling, but once you embark on that path, your brothers and even sisters will become your enemies. You are already the object of much envy; if your intentions are truly exposed, you will likely become the target of everyone's hatred. You..."

“Youyou, actually, I embarked on this path a long time ago. And, I want that position not because of a lust for power, but more because I have to do something. However, I can't tell you about it right now. I just want you to know that I will definitely not be the loser, and I will definitely not risk our future. You, believe me.”

Luo Qianmo

Fang Qingyou never intended to stop Luo Qianmo from doing what he wanted to do, but she couldn't help worrying about him. Now, hearing him speak these honest words, she realized how little she knew about him.

It turns out that he had made up his mind a long time ago, and there were other reasons for his struggle for power.

Thinking back on his childhood experiences, one can't help but feel sorry for him. He lost his mother's protection at a young age and had no uncle's support outside. How difficult it must have been for him to survive in that cold palace.

Fang Qingyou suddenly threw herself into Luo Qianmo's arms and hugged him tightly, as if only in this way could she send her warmth into his heart.

"Luo Qianmo, I believe in you."

"Youyou." Luo Qianmo's voice was slightly hoarse as he held the person in his arms tightly.

He felt Fang Qingyou's affection for him, and his cold heart involuntarily warmed up, making him realize that besides coldness, there was also warmth in this world.

The two held each other for a long time before Fang Qingyou suddenly remembered something.

"Luo Qianmo, you must be careful of Empress Qin. I always feel that she is not sincere towards you. She always smiles kindly and lovingly, but for some reason, I always feel that there is a cold and viciousness in her eyes."

"Hmm." Luo Qianmo was extremely surprised. Could Fang Qingyou actually see Empress Qin's true face?

In this world, countless people have been deceived by the virtuous and kind appearance of Empress Qin, believing her to be a kind and peaceful woman, the foster mother who treated him as her own son and devoted herself to him.

Even her father, the emperor, couldn't see her true colors; otherwise, he wouldn't have given her the position of empress, nor would he have entrusted her with his upbringing.

However, he knew of her wickedness and cruelty.

However, this knowledge cost him dearly and in blood.

He would always remember how his wet nurse died in his arms that year.

That year, he was five years old, and at that time he still regarded the Qin Empress who raised him as family.

Until one day, when he fell ill, a concubine brought him a bowl of medicine.

This concubine had never liked him and was also quite at odds with Empress Qin. At that time, the wet nurse was afraid that there was something wrong with the medicine, so she drank it herself to try it out.

As it turned out, the medicine was indeed poisonous, and extremely potent and dangerous. By the time the imperial physician arrived, it was already too late.

In the end, the wet nurse was indeed poisoned to death, but before she died, she kept telling him to be careful of that concubine.

Luo Qianmo agreed verbally, but in his heart he hated someone else entirely—Empress Qin.

The wet nurse was unaware, but he knew that the bowl of medicine actually belonged to Empress Qin; it was just that the concubine had brought it to him through her.

At the time, he was playing in the palace when he happened to see Eunuch Quan making all these arrangements, but he never expected it.

This bowl of medicine was poisoned, and what's more, Empress Qin actually wanted to kill him.

It was a clever use of a borrowed knife to kill someone.

The poor wet nurse didn't even know who had truly killed her until her death.

From then on, Luo Qianmo truly understood what the wickedness of human nature was, and how difficult it was to survive in the harem.

From then on, he treated Empress Qin with feigned politeness, giving her fake smiles and acting insincerely.

It was from that time onward that a rift began to develop between him and his father.

The better the Emperor treated Empress Qin, the more he hated his father.

From that moment on, his father was no longer the loving father he knew, but a foolish and incompetent man blinded by women.

Later, he discovered that his mother's death was highly suspicious; she had not died of illness, but had been murdered.

His intuition told him that his mother's death was related to Empress Qin.

Later, he did find some evidence, which, although not enough to prove her guilt, still convinced him that Empress Qin was the murderer who killed her mother.

The wet nurse and the mother—two lives lost.

The feud between him and Empress Qin was an irreconcilable blood feud.