Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again Chapter 539: Dog Meows Like a Cat

Chapter 539: Dog Meows Like a Cat

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Today, when he was wounded by the sword, he remained silent from start to finish.

On the way back to the Liang family, she tended to his wounds in the carriage – wounds on his shoulder and palm. Her eyes turned red with worry, but he rea.s.sured her, saying, “I’m fine, Wife. Don’t be sad. I don’t fear pain.”

He was like a baby, yet so remarkably strong!

No, at times like this, he wasn’t a baby; he was a real man, incredibly tough!

Her feelings for him were a mix of heartache and admiration.

“If I say that it hurts, will you kiss me?” Huangfu Lingyao stared at her, firm in his resolve.

Honestly, seeing her worry for him made him both happy and distressed.

He was happy because he knew she cared for him deeply, yet distressed because he didn’t want her to be even slightly unhappy because of him.

“You, always thinking about such things!” Liu Shimei scolded him playfully, giving him a teasing glance. “You think kissing you will make the pain go away? That’s just a trick!”

Her eyes were slightly red. Although she didn’t cry, the thought of him risking his life repeatedly in broad daylight to shield her, willing to get hurt himself rather than let those men in black harm her even a bit, made her heart ache so much she found it hard to breathe.

Seeing her like this was unbearable for Huangfu Lingyao as well. His right hand, wrapped in bandages, reached out and gently touched the corner of her eye, trying to comfort her. “Wife, don’t be sad.”

His wife was confident, a.s.sertive, beautiful, authoritative, and sacred. She shouldn’t be sad or troubled.

The touch of the bandages felt unreal to her. Liu Shimei hesitated for a moment, then quickened her movements, carefully tending to his shoulder wound and then helping him sit up to apply fresh bandages.

Round after round, Liu Shimei was practically leaning into his neck, guiding the bandages under his arm. The small figure seemed to be nestled in his arms.

A feeling stirred within Huangfu Lingyao. Seizing the moment her face came close, he lightly brushed her cheek with his thin lips.

Liu Shimei glanced at him, showing no other reaction, calmly accepting this small ambush.

But once her wound was treated, she sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him for a moment, and then tears welled up and fell!

With her tears falling like golden beans, Huangfu Lingyao was completely fl.u.s.tered!

He quickly embraced her with his right hand wrapped in bandages, incoherently saying, “Wife, what’s wrong with you? Please don’t cry!”

For the past few months, no matter what happened, she never cried. Even when she was beaten black and blue by Liu Fuyun, she didn’t shed a tear.

But now, tears flowed freely, could it really be because he kissed her?

If that was the reason, he would gladly bash his head against a wall!

“Wife, please don’t cry. If you cry, I feel like crying too!” He hadn’t learned how to comfort someone, so he sounded a bit clumsy. He could only reach out and touch her face, hindered by his immobile left shoulder, unable to pull her into his embrace.

He could only use one hand to hold her shoulder, occasionally patting her gently.

Liu Shimei also felt she was being overly dramatic. She took out her handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and said, “I’m fine.”

“Wife…” Huangfu Lingyao really wanted to say: Are you trying to shatter my heart?

He couldn’t bear to see her in pain, let alone see her cry!

But he couldn’t say that. All he could do was use his usual foolish tone and say, “Is there something I did wrong? Are you angry with me? As long as you don’t cry, I’ll agree to anything you say, okay?”

His tone was gentle, trying to placate her: “Wife, how about I learn to meow like a cat for you?”

Without waiting for her response, he really started, “Meow… Meow… Meow….”