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

Zhou was curled up on the bed, covered with several thick quilts, with only her head sticking out. Even so, her body was still trembling uncontrollably.

It was faintly visible that her face was sallow, like a piece of rotten old cured meat.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his bluish lips trembled incessantly.

Judging from the looks of it, he seems to be quite frightened.

Upon seeing Fang Qingyou arrive, Qiulan and the other maids all looked wary. What was this illegitimate daughter doing here now?

Seeing Fang Xing'an behind her again, she managed to resist the urge to chase her away.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Fang Qingyou asked, feigning ignorance.

Zhou was clearly engrossed in her own world of fear, and seemed not to hear Fang Qingyou's voice.

"You'er, look at your mother, she's become like this."

Fang Qingyou walked to Zhou's bedside and saw that her eyes were blank, like a stagnant pool, filled with deep fear.

It was indeed Zhou Shi's fault that Old Madam Fang died back then; otherwise, why would she be so afraid?

Hearing about Zhou's situation was one thing, but seeing her like this now filled Fang Qingyou with a sense of satisfaction.

Even the Zhou family has met its match.

He glanced at Zhou Shi casually, then frowned and said, "Father, judging from Mother's appearance, she seems to have been frightened. Fright is a psychological problem; medicine can only calm the nerves. If Mother wants to fully recover, we need to resolve her inner conflicts. Does Father know what frightened Mother at that time?"

Fang Xing'an's face immediately turned ugly. He had heard this explanation many times from yesterday to today.

He had initially held a sliver of hope for Fang Qingyou, but now it seems the crux of the problem really lies with the Zhou family.

For her to get better, she needs to let go of those things herself.

At the same time, he felt much colder towards the Zhou family.

He had heard the rumors circulating in the mansion these past few days. Could it be that Zhou really did harm his mother back then and caused her death?

Needing Zhou's help is one thing, but even though his mother has passed away, she is still his biological mother, with whom he shares blood ties.

Looking at Zhou Shi again, he felt his heart filled with rage. This damned bitch dared to harm his mother!

"Father?" Seeing that Fang Xing'an seemed a little distracted, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but urge him.

“Since she wants to resolve her inner conflict, it’s clear that no one else can help her. You’er, let’s go!” Fang Xing’an snorted with a stern face.

Just now, she kept referring to "your mother," but now she's just saying "she."

Qiulan's heart skipped a beat. How could the master's attitude towards the madam have changed so much? He was so caring about the madam just now, how could he have become so indifferent now?

He immediately turned his gaze to Fang Qingyou, his eyes filled with barely concealed anger.

It must be that little slut. She must have whispered something in the master's ear that made him suddenly ignore his wife.

Fang Qingyou ignored Qiu Lan's gaze and said anxiously, "Father, although it is true that one can only untie one's own knots, we can't just ignore Mother. If this continues, Mother's health will definitely suffer. Besides, Mother still has things to do. Not to mention, Mother has to attend the banquet at Grand Tutor Yuan's house tomorrow."

Fang Xing'an paused for a moment, then said coldly, "Judging from her condition, she definitely won't be able to attend tomorrow's banquet. You sisters can go by yourselves. If that's not possible, Father will see if he can ask a lady or find a concubine from the manor to take you."

Before the words were even finished, Zhou, who was curled up in the quilt, stirred and stretched out a trembling hand, her voice weak and anxious: "Master..."

Fang Xing'an gave Zhou a cold look before immediately looking away: "You don't need to worry about the banquet. I'll have one of the concubines take her children tomorrow."

"Master, no, I, I'll go..." Zhou's head was so heavy she could hardly turn it, but she understood Fang Xing'an's words.

She was the mistress of the Fang family, how could she let these concubines steal the spotlight? Besides, tomorrow was a good time for her to choose husbands and wives for her children, how could she not go?

She would crawl, even if it meant crawling, to Yuan Taifu's house!

I tried to sit up, but I just couldn't muster the strength.

Seeing this, Qiulan quickly helped Zhou Shi sit up.

"Master, I'll go, I'll go. I'll go to the banquet tomorrow."

"With your health, can you go tomorrow?" This time, Fang Xing'an didn't even bother to look at Zhou Shi.

"I can go, I can go, sir, I can go. I, I just need to rest for one more night and I'll be fine."

"Judging from your condition, it seems quite difficult. Don't worry too much. I'll definitely arrange everything for the banquet tomorrow. Just focus on getting better. I have other things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now." With that, Fang Xing'an turned and left without even waiting for Fang Qingyou.

"Master, Master, Master..." Madam Zhou hurriedly tried to call Fang Xing'an back, but after calling several times, he did not turn around. She herself was so anxious that she almost fainted again.

Fang Xing'an slammed the door shut, and Zhou watched his figure disappear before her eyes, looking completely bewildered.

She was in a coma for so long, and every time she was conscious, she saw Fang Xing'an bringing doctors to treat her.

But why did his attitude towards her change so drastically this time?

Qiu Lan glanced in Fang Qingyou's direction, and only then did Zhou Shi realize that she was also in her room.

Before Zhou could ask any questions, Fang Qingyou said, "Mother, you seem to be much better now. It looks like you'll be fully recovered in a few days. That puts my mind at ease."

Zhou frowned, looking at the undeniable, glaring smile on Fang Qingyou's lips. No matter how she looked at it, she felt it was a gloating, mocking smile.

"Mother, if that's the case, then I'll be going now."

With that, he walked away with a grin.

"Wait! Now that I'm much better, tell the master this news immediately and have him come over."

Fang Qingyou stopped and turned to look at Zhou Shi with a bright smile: "Mother, I can tell Father that you are getting better, but I can't guarantee whether he will come. Father just said that he has things to do and doesn't know if he will have time to come."

Zhou felt a surge of frustration, and her face immediately darkened: "You... then you should tell the master that I can attend tomorrow's banquet, and ask him not to arrange for anyone else."

“Mother, please don’t make things difficult for me. It’s hard to disobey Father’s orders. He just told you to focus on your recovery and not worry about anything else. How can I persuade him to let you attend the banquet at Grand Tutor Yuan’s house? Mother, I think you should lie down and rest quickly.”

After saying that, Fang Qingyou turned and left without lingering for a moment.

"You little bitch!" Zhou's voice, filled with gritted teeth, came from behind...