Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again Chapter 309: Depressed Mood

Chapter 309: Depressed Mood

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liu Shimei glanced at her and said, “Don’t speak out of turn.”

Her gaze was sharp, with a special warning not to bring trouble upon oneself, and she mischievously stuck out her tongue.

In fact, Mo’er, as the closest maid, knew all about the affairs between the original owner and the Crown Prince?

However, her thinking was simple; she did not understand why Liu Shimei had lost interest in the Crown Prince. Although it was a pity that she missed the chance to become the Crown Princess, she was happy to see Liu Shimei content, so it did not matter.

Moreover, now that Liu Shimei was engaged to the Second Prince, it was only natural for her to have no further connection with the Crown Prince.

Not long after, Shu Han had already bandaged Yu Wanqing’s wound. She came out with a medical kit and reported to Huangfu He, “Your Highness, fortunately, Princess Ping’an wasn’t poisoned. The snake that bit her should not be poisonous, but please rest a.s.sured, Your Highness.”

It turned out that Yu Wanqing had been bitten by a snake.

Shu Han was indeed impressive. Even in front of the Crown Prince, he remained dignified and proud, which made people sigh when comparing it to his overly respectful att.i.tude towards Liu Shimei the night before.

He had seen his respectful and fanatical att.i.tude towards Liu Shimei last night. In comparison, it was a pity.

Huangfu He nodded and said, “I’m relieved to hear that Princess Ping’an is safe.”

Then, he glanced at Room 3 and asked casually, “Does Eldest Miss Liu also live in this courtyard?”

How could he not have inquired specially before coming?

Everyone in this courtyard had appeared except for Liu Shimei, so she must be intentionally avoiding him.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Shu Han replied.

Huangfu He’s expression was calm, and no one could see any fluctuation in his emotions. He said, “Did Imperial Physician Shu go to see Eldest Young Miss Liu? I wonder if she’s feeling better?”

Shu Han was stunned. “Your Highness, Eldest Young Miss Liu’s medical skills probably surpa.s.s mine. It would be an honor for me to diagnose her, but I would only be embarra.s.sed!”

Huangfu He was stunned.

Seeing Liu Shimei personally writing prescriptions earlier in the day, he thought she could only deal with ordinary headaches and fevers, but with Shu Han’s statement…

Who was Shu Han?

He was born in a royal family of physicians and was one of the best physicians of the Shu family’s generation. He was the most skilled doctor in the Imperial Academy of Medicine. He actually said, Liu Shimei’s medical skills were above his?

“Imperial Physician Shu is too modest.” Huangfu He thought to himself, ‘Why didn’t I know about Liu Shimei’s medical talents? Why didn’t she tell me? But 1 can’t just go in and ask her about it, nor can I show too much concern for her in front of others!’

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt.

At this moment, Yu Wanqing came out of the house, followed by Zhang Miaozhen.

“Cousin Crown Prince!” Yu Wanqing’s leg was wrapped in bandages. She was supported by the maidservant as she limped over.

Huangfu He’s heart was already in a mess. Seeing Yu Wanqing come out with her injured foot, he became even more annoyed. He began to look displeased with Yu Wanqing and spoke with a tone of reprimand, “If your foot is injured, stay put. Why did you come out?”

His att.i.tude was slightly more stern toward his cousin.

Yu Wanqing paused, but being his cousin, she naturally had more courage than the daughters of ordinary officials.

“I was bitten by a snake, so 1 was afraid it might be poisonous. Now that 1 know it’s not, 1 feel relieved,” she said as the maid helped her sit down. “I wanted to ask, with my foot injured, will our poetry gathering still take place tomorrow?” Huangfu He subconsciously glanced at the third room, then withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace. “This year’s Peony Banquet hasn’t been smooth. Let’s all return to our respective homes tomorrow. I’ll be returning to the palace, and the others can stay in the garden as originally planned, whether to hold the gathering or go home, it’s up to you, no pressure.”

This was the final arrangement for the Peony Banquet.

Yu Wanqing was not disappointed. “Then, can I return to the palace with you tomorrow, Cousin Crown Prince?”

Going back to the palace would be great, as the others might not have many chances to meet the Crown Prince.

However, she was different.. She could enter the palace frequently!