Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again Chapter 352: The Disciple Wasn't Useless

Chapter 352: The Disciple Wasn’t Useless

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liu Shimei glanced over coolly, and Liang Yi quickly offered a sheepish smile.

“I was just talking nonsense, didn’t mean anything by it.”

But when he saw Second Prince holding a piece of milk cake like a precious treasure, ready to feed his sister, a smirk curled at the corner of his lips as he added, “This thing, your sister must have had it before, right? You used to attend palace banquets often, didn’t you? I remember on New Year’s Eve banquet, you loved it. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even rewarded you the plate of milk cakes from his own table!”

He did it intentionally, poking where it hurt the most!

Well, even if they could not argue outright, he would still needle him in his heart.

Sure enough—

The moment the Crown Prince was mentioned, Huangfu Lingyao’s face darkened, turning into the kind that could not be concealed anymore!

He did not want the milk cake in his hand anymore, casually tossing it aside. His eyes seemed like they could shoot flames as he glared at Liang Yi, wishing he could burn him to ashes!

These two seemed to be a terrible match, they could start an argument just by sitting together! Liu Shimei closed her eyes for a moment and said, “Ninth Brother, you…”

“1’11 shut up, I’ll shut up. I won’t say anything anymore, alright?” Liang Yi was afraid his sister would kick him off the carriage. He quickly tried to appease her, “My bad, I won’t say anything. Don’t be mad, sister.”

He even reached out to grab Liu Shimei’s hand and shook it.

Huangfu Lingyao swiftly slapped his hand away and declared, “Don’t touch Wife’s hand; she’s my wife!”

Liang Yi raised an eyebrow, glancing at Liu Shimei, and said, “Well, you can’t blame me for that.”

Huangfu Lingyao froze, realizing he had fallen into Liang Yi’s trap!

This cheeky lad had some tricks up his sleeve, actually digging a pit for himself to jump into. Did he think he could provoke her and make her despise him?

Was he afraid?

He was playing the ‘fool’ card!

He immediately put on a pitiful expression, lowered his head, batted his long eyelashes, and glanced sneakily at Liu Shimei from the corner of his eye. He whispered, “Wife, I don’t want to go down! It was clearly me who took you out to play, why is he getting involved!”

Liu Shimei had a headache.

She did not understand how those women in the palace handled jealous men. She culd not even manage two!

Wait!

One of these men was her brother, and she had not slept with him or could sleep with him. Yet, they were already so difficult to handle. If she really married a few husbands, she would not be able to control them!

Shu Jun had been watching all along and spoke up to help his master. “Master, how about… we go and look at the medicinal herbs first?”

Liu Shimei’s eyes lit up.

Her disciple was not useless after all!

Finally, the two bulls stopped arguing. The saying went ‘When the snipe and the clam grapple, it’s the fisherman who benefits’, right? If they continued to argue, Liu Shimei and Shu Jun would run away together, and they would lose more than they gained!

But how could Huangfu Lingyao agree?

When Liu Shimei turned her head, she met his gaze that drained her of her blood and left not a single drop behind. She swallowed the words agreeing with Shu Jun’s proposal and said, “Lingyao, no more fighting. Let’s stick to the original plan.”

After saying that, she saw her dog’s eyes instantly light up. The silly husky began to grin again.

Under Shu Jun’s balance, the relationship between Huangfu Lingyao and Liang Yi became stable.

Peace.

The carriage had already left the Imperial Capital and was heading westward.

Because she was afraid of making Liu Shimei angry, for the rest of the journey, whether it was the Silly Second Prince or the Ninth Young Master Liang, they did not cause any trouble. They focused on being attentive to her, afraid that if she remained angry, she might toss them off the carriage at any moment.

Liu Shimei finally felt comfortable.

Not long after, she heard the silly dog on her left side ask in a low voice, “Wife, do you like milk cakes?”