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

Therefore, the lady immediately asked Bai Su to invite Fang Qingyou over.

"Miss Fang, thank you for your treatment." The lady's voice was gentle, and although she was ill, she still made people feel kind and approachable.

"Madam, there's no need to be so polite with me. How are you feeling these days?" Looking at this lady now, Fang Qingyou felt that she must have once been a great beauty with a gentle temperament and a kind heart.

"Miss Fang's miraculous healing skills have finally made me feel alive again."

Fang Qingyou smiled and said, "Madam is too kind."

"Miss Fang, will you continue treating Madam tomorrow?"

"Yes." Fang Qingyou nodded and said directly to the lady, "Madam, although your condition has improved somewhat, you should still avoid catching a cold and minimize travel. If it is convenient for you, I can make a house call at your home tomorrow for your treatment."

“Miss Fang, there’s no need for that trouble. Madam has already decided to rent a courtyard in Liujia Village. We will stay there from now on, which will make it convenient for Miss Fang to go there for treatment.”

"If that's the case, then so be it." Fang Qingyou nodded. Because of the long-term depletion of her body, it would take a considerable amount of time for this lady to fully recover, at least six months to a year.

Living close by is convenient.

At this moment, Bai Su handed a brocade box to Fang Qingyou: "Miss Fang, this is today's consultation fee."

Fang Qingyou accepted the brocade box without any hesitation: "Thank you for your trust, Madam. I wish you a speedy recovery."

When Fang Qingyou mentioned renting a house, she felt that the lady seemed to have made preparations in advance. The other carriage was full of clothing, food, and lodging items, and the rented place was only a ten-minute walk from her home.

On this day, in addition to this lady, Fang Qingyou also treated two other patients.

However, both patients were villagers from Liujia Village, and Fang Qingyou charged them consultation fees according to market prices.

They had some hesitation before seeking treatment from Fang Qingyou, but after her treatment, they had no doubt about her medical skills.

The next day, Fang Qingyou went to treat the lady after breakfast.

After treating the lady, three more villagers came to the village for treatment.

These three villagers are relatives of the two villagers from yesterday, and they were the ones who referred them to see the doctor.

After treating the three villagers, Fang Qingyou prepared to rest and have lunch.

At this moment, Green Field reminded her, "Miss Fang, have you forgotten? You still have to deliver clothes to that Eighth Prince today."

Fang Qingyou was stunned. If Lüye hadn't mentioned it, she would have really forgotten.

Therefore, Fang Qingyou quickly finished packing and rushed to Yunjing City without even having lunch.

Yi Lingyun was originally going to go with Fang Qingyou, but she stopped him.

Luo Qianmo is the eighth prince, while Tianhua Pavilion is a martial arts force. If Yi Lingyun meets with him and a conflict arises, the consequences could be severe.

Fang Qingyou wasn't worried about Yi Lingyun; she was worried about Luo Qianmo.

The Eighth Prince's temper is really too strange, and he is completely unpredictable. It would be best for a simple child like Yi Lingyun to stay away from him.

Green Field drove the carriage at full speed. Ever since Fang Qingyou mentioned that he would charge for food and lodging, he had worked even more diligently.

This outcome was something Fang Qingyou hadn't expected.

Even so, by the time they arrived outside the Eighth Prince's residence, it was already afternoon and the sun was setting.

When Fang Qingyou's carriage stopped at the Eighth Prince's residence, another carriage stopped in the opposite direction.

As Fang Qingyou alighted from the carriage, another person also stepped down from the carriage.

"Miss Fang."

A familiar, gentle voice rang in her ears. When Fang Qingyou looked up, she saw a refined and elegant figure, and her face immediately lit up with a smile: "Young Master Gu."

Yes, this person is Gu Jinyi.

Fang Qingyou never expected to meet Gu Jinyi here, and excitedly cheered in her heart: "What a coincidence, this is fate!"

Green Field was even happier than Fang Qingyou, and practically flew over to greet Gu Jinyi: "Young Master Gu!"

Gu Jinyi smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lüye, saying, "Young Master Lüye."

Just as the three were greeting each other, Xuan Zhu came out of the Eighth Prince's residence, but his gaze was only on Fang Qingyou: "Miss Fang, you've arrived."

Then, Xuan Zhu looked at Gu Jinyi with a surprised expression: "Young Master Gu, what's going on...?"

Gu Jinyi smiled gently: "I just happened to be passing by and thought I had some things I wanted to discuss with the Eighth Prince, so I came here."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyou's smile widened: "Young Master Gu, what a coincidence! I also have some matters to discuss with the Eighth Prince."

"In that case, Miss Fang and Young Master Gu, please come in," Xuan Zhu said with a smile, gesturing for them to enter.

Although Xuan Zhu invited Fang Qingyou and Gu Jinyi into the Eighth Prince's residence together, he only took Fang Qingyou to see Luo Qianmo. However, he still explained to Gu Jinyi, "Young Master Gu, His Highness was unaware of your arrival. Please allow me to take Miss Fang there first."

Gu Jinyi nodded slightly.

As Fang Qingyou was leaving, she glanced back at Gu Jinyi and, seeing that he was also looking at her, immediately returned his bright smile.

Xuan Zhu saw the expressions on their faces, but his expression remained unchanged.

Previously, when Fang Qingyou entered the Eighth Prince's residence with Gu Jinyi, she didn't take a good look at the scenery.

Looking at it now, one can't help but marvel at how luxurious and grand the Eighth Prince's residence is, no less impressive than the ancient imperial palaces she once visited.

Fang Qingyou thought to herself, "Yun Yue Kingdom is indeed a powerful and prosperous nation. Even a prince's residence is like this. I wonder what the imperial palace is like?"

Xuan Zhu led Fang Qingyou to a pavilion in the middle of the lake and stopped there: "Miss Fang, His Highness is waiting for you inside."

Fang Qingyou looked at Xuan Zhu, wanting to ask, "Why didn't you tell your prince that Young Master Gu has arrived?"

However, Fang Qingyou restrained herself. Ancient times valued the hierarchy between ruler and subject, so it was best not to cause trouble for herself or Gu Jinyi at the Eighth Prince's residence.

The pavilion is surrounded by water on all sides. It is May, and the pond is emerald green with lotus flowers that are in full bloom, their fragrance refreshing and pleasant.

Such beautiful scenery lifted Fang Qingyou's spirits, and her steps became much lighter.

As Fang Qingyou got closer to the pavilion, she could vaguely see a figure standing inside.

Tall and slender, upright like bamboo.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders like black brocade, and her sky-blue brocade robe fluttered in the wind...

Azure waves, blue sky, lotus blossoms...

Fang Qingyou was mesmerized, thinking he was an immortal descended from the heavens to the mortal realm.

Even if she saw that back view a hundred times, she would still be captivated on the hundred and first time.

For a moment, Fang Qingyou forgot to step forward until the figure suddenly turned around.