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

He wasn't usually this short-tempered, but today the eldest son had vomited blood several times, and he was worried sick. He just wanted to find a doctor to check on the eldest son as soon as possible, but so much time had passed and they still hadn't even left the Yuan residence.

Originally, An Fei didn't dislike Fang Qingwei, a woman with a scholarly air about her. However, seeing her now, she was no different from the other young ladies from noble families. They all liked the eldest young master, regardless of whether he liked them or not. They just shamelessly clung to him, which was really annoying.

"I..." Fang Qingwei was getting impatient with An Fei's urging and didn't know what to say for a moment.

But it was only now that she noticed Gu Jinyi's face was abnormally pale.

Unlike his usual warm and jade-like white complexion, his was a weak and pale one, as if he were sick. His expression changed immediately: "Young Master Gu, are you feeling unwell?"

Normally, when Gu Jinyi was the only person in her heart, she would notice any of his emotions or changes. But today, after so much time, she only just realized that his condition was somewhat abnormal.

Sure enough, it was because she harbored thoughts she shouldn't have.

But she just wanted to dream about it, even if it was like a moth drawn to a flame, she wanted to try it once.

"No." Gu Jinyi smiled and shook his head slightly.

Seeing Gu Jinyi's expression, An Fei was really angry.

This was the first time he disliked the eldest young master's personality. The eldest young master always had this gentle smile on his face, whether he liked someone or not.

At this moment, he really hoped that the eldest son could look at Fang Qingwei with a cold face like that eighth prince, and she would promise not to bother him again next time.

Fang Qingwei breathed a slight sigh of relief and mustered her courage to take out the poetry collection she always carried with her.

The poetry collection appeared to be carefully bound, with the three elegant characters "Yuexin Ji" (悦心集) written on the cover, and it also carried a unique feminine fragrance.

The scent was the same as the perfume and fragrance on Fang Qingwei's body.

Needless to say, this collection of poems must have been bound by Fang Qingwei.

"Young Master, I came across this collection of poems by chance. Only you are worthy of such a collection, so I wanted to give it to you." Fang Qingwei held the collection of poems up to Gu Jinyi.

The Collection of Joyful Hearts is an ancient collection of poems that has long been lost. Only a few poems are scattered around the world, and no one has ever been able to possess the complete collection.

She went through a lot of trouble to find the complete collection of poems, just so she could give it to Gu Jinyi.

Gu Jinyi glanced at the poetry collection, his face still bearing that gentle smile: "The Collection of Delightful Hearts is indeed a rare collection of poems. It seems that Miss Fang is also a lover of poetry. Why don't you keep this collection for yourself?"

Fang Qingwei's expression changed instantly. She had thought that Gu Jinyi would definitely accept the poetry collection; he shouldn't refuse such a gift.

“Young Master Gu, I put a lot of effort into collecting this collection of poems. It’s very complete, really complete.”

"That's precisely why Miss Fang should keep it for herself. This collection of poems is so precious, how can it be given away to others?"

“But, but…” Fang Qingwei also liked this collection of poems very much, but now that Gu Jinyi didn’t want it, she felt that she didn’t want the collection of poems at all.

Seeing that Fang Qingwei was still not leaving, An Fei said coldly, "Miss Fang, I think you should leave this collection of poems behind. The eldest young master already has a collection of poems called 'Joyful Heart Collection'."

"Young Master Gu, you... you already have it?" Fang Qingwei stared at Gu Jinyi in disbelief. Was what she had spent nearly ten years accomplishing a fruitless task?

"Ah."

Gu Jinyi nodded, and Fang Qingwei felt a surge of annoyance and bitterness.

She was full of confidence and had beautiful dreams, but now she has been woken up by a blow.

The sense of loss was as if someone had suddenly thrown her from the clouds onto a cliff.

The disappointment quickly turned into a desperate struggle.

Fang Qingwei, her eyes red and her lips bitten, tried hard not to cry: "Young Master Gu, is there a woman you like?"

She was determined to go all out. Now that she had come to Gu Jinyi's side, she wouldn't be satisfied until she got an answer.

Gu Jinyi was stunned. Over the years, apart from his parents and sister, no one had ever asked him this question.

He naturally had a woman he liked, but that woman didn't have feelings for him.

A hint of sadness surfaced in his eyes, and a sweet, metallic taste seemed to well up in his throat. His face grew even paler, and he swayed slightly.

However, Fang Qingwei seemed oblivious to Gu Jinyi's change, still blocking his way and staring at him relentlessly.

In his eyes, there was a stubborn, almost manic glint.

An Fei was truly enraged and shoved Fang Qingwei away, saying, "Fourth Miss Fang, the eldest young master would never like you, no matter who he likes!"

Caught off guard, Fang Qingwei was pushed to the ground by An Fei, but she didn't care about the pain; only that sentence echoed in her mind.

No one will like you, no matter who they like!

That sentence echoed in her mind like a demonic chant, making her head feel like it was about to explode.

"No, no, no!" Fang Qingwei covered her ears tightly, trying to drive the sound out of her mind, but it was all in vain.

An Fei ignored Fang Qingwei's frightening screams and immediately left with Gu Jinyi, who was somewhat dazed.

Seeing Gu Jinyi leave, Fang Qingwei reached out her hands to grab him, but could only watch his figure grow further and further away.

"Gu Jinyi, why, why, why not me, why..."

His eyes gradually turned blood red, filled with endless hatred and resentment, like a demon from hell.

It's her, it's Fang Qingyou!

It's that wild girl's fault! She stole Gu Jinyi's love!

Fang Qingyou, how dare you steal Young Master Gu away! I will never let you get away with this!

In the main hall of the Yuan residence, only Emperor Mingde and Luo Qianmo were present.

"Mo'er, your father knows you like Fang Qingyou, but that doesn't stop you from marrying Yanran! As long as you marry Yanran, you can take Fang Qingyou whenever you want, even if you make her your first concubine, your father won't object. Let alone Fang Qingyou, in the future, even if you have many more women..."

Before Emperor Mingde could finish speaking, Luo Qianmo coldly interrupted him: "Father, I'll say it again, I will only marry Fang Qingyou."

Emperor Mingde maintained his earnest demeanor, but his expression turned grim.

"Mo'er, do you really want Yanran to be a concubine? She is the daughter of Grand Tutor Yuan!"

Luo Qianmo's expression grew even colder: "Father, I think you don't understand what I mean, so I feel I have to reiterate it again. I will only marry Fang Qingyou, and she will be the only woman I have."