Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again - Chapter 604
Chapter 604: Karma, Karma
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Liu Shimei saw the pitiful look on Shu Yutong’s face and immediately turned to Huangfu Lingyao, saying, “Lingyao, Tongtong is still young and just arrived. You’re her elder, can you take care of her, please?”
“Oh, I am her elder,” Huangfu Lingyao sneered, blurted out, “Call me Master, I will take care of her!”
Being her Master, this disciple was now his responsibility, and he couldn’t stand it!
Shu Yutong earnestly said, “But Master and the Prince have not married yet!”
Logical point there!
Huangfu Lingyao felt like he was stabbed in the chest!
This annoying girl spoke like a needle, poking right at his heart!
He gritted his teeth, glared at Shu Yutong, and immediately complained, “Wife, Little Water Bucket bullied me! I’m upset!”
With a face that said, “I won’t be happy unless I get kisses and hugs,” Liu Shimei was very troubled and said, “You’re an adult, why bother arguing with a child?”
Huangfu Lingyao,”…”
Why did this line sound so familiar?
He remembered, wasn’t this what she said to Liang Yi before?
Back then, he was so proud, thinking that Liang Yi must be feeling awful.
How quickly things changed, thirty years on one side of the river, thirty years on the other!
Karma, oh, karma!
He fell silent, looking gloomy.
Seeing him like this, Liu Shimei felt a bit helpless.
Just as she was about to say something, Mo’er came in and said, “Young Miss, I went outside just now and heard that the Emperor has issued a decree!”
“Oh? What’s the decree about? Is it related to Du Gong’s case?” Liu Shimei’s attention was diverted, and she looked at Mo’er.
“Yes, precisely about that. The imperial edict has just been announced. The eunuch messenger returned just now, and I happened to meet him. I inquired,” Mo’er said with a joyful expression.
Liu Shimei asked again, “Has the imperial decree been read aloud?”
Mo’er replied, “Du Gong was sentenced to parading through the streets for conspiring to harm the prince and spreading leprosy among the people. He will be executed after the autumn. The other black-clothed individuals involved in the murder-for-hire business were also sentenced to death, but they won’t be paraded through the streets.”
Liu Shimei nodded and inquired, “When will the parade take place?”
Mo’er answered, “In ten days!”
“That’s great. My injury should be healed by then. I’ll be able to go and see that wretched slingshot parading through the streets!” The foolish young master found an opportunity to show off, saying, “Wood Ear, make sure to prepare lots of rotten eggs and spoiled vegetable leaves. We’ll go and throw them at him!”
Although Liu Shimei felt that Second Silly Prince’s actions were childish, Mo’er also found it satisfying and replied, “Alright.”
Seeing her silly puppy’s excited demeanor, Liu Shimei shook her head, amused. She reached out and gently touched his face, soothing him with a mere touch. But that gentle touch worked wonders for Huangfu Lingyao!
He glanced at Shu Yutong and thought, “Forget it, I shouldn’t compete with a child after all!”
Although, his heart still ached a bit because his wife’s attention was divided.
But when it came to vying for favor…
One couldn’t confront it openly; it had to be done discreetly!
Who would emerge victorious, it remained uncertain!
Ten days later, on the eighth day of the sixth month, Du Gong was paraded through the streets.
Huangfu Lingyao obediently stayed at home, nursing his injuries, while Liu Shimei took Shu Yutong out of the palace every day for various tasks. In the evenings, she returned to the palace to accompany her silly puppy.
During the daytime, there was plenty of time to spend with Liu Shimei. Shu Yutong didn’t cause any trouble, and her initial apprehension gradually subsided. She was no longer afraid of being expelled and didn’t confront Huangfu Lingyao again.
On the day of the parade, Huangfu Lingyao carried a large basket filled with rotten eggs and spoiled vegetable leaves.
Du Gong was confined in a prisoner’s cart, wearing shackles, with only his head exposed.
Disheveled and utterly devoid of the will to live.
The prisoner’s cart slowly passed by the entrance of the Fusheng Pavilion!
Liu Shimei looked somewhat puzzled and said, “Why does he look even more pitiful than I imagined?”
