Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again

Escort You

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zheng Medical Hall was the largest private medical institution in Great Shu, and its control over medicinal resources was not to be underestimated.

Mu Jiangli, gazing in her direction, expressed approval. “Well done. Therefore, I plan to focus on investigating Zheng Medical Hall next. It not only concerns the fate of the country but also the future of the Medicine Sect.”

Turning to her, he added, “You must be vigilant. Fusheng Pavilion has done exceptionally well, greatly influencing Zheng Medical Hall. Just because they are not moving against you for now doesn’t mean they never will. The more they stay silent, the stronger the power of the hidden mastermind behind them. No action so far doesn’t mean no action forever. The moment they make a move…”

His voice grew more solemn. “It will inevitably cause you significant harm.”

Liu Shimei pursed her lips slightly downward. “I understand. But as the saying goes, only by being vigilant every day can you prevent theft. I can only be prepared and unafraid of a battle!”

At his words, Mu Jiangli smiled at her. “Well said, unafraid of a battle!”

Normally quite handsome, his usual gentle smile carried a sense of detachment, as if he wore a protective shell.

But at this moment, all his smiles were genuine, leaving Liu Shimei feeling amazed in her heart: Oh my goodness, this divine appearance can rival my silly puppy!

Mu Jiangli met her gaze and asked in a low voice, “You’re getting married next month, will you invite me?”

Liu Shimei chuckled, “Of course, you’ll be invited. Just afraid you won’t be able to make time to come.”

Mu Jiangli sighed, “I will make sure to come. I won’t be in the Imperial Capital for the next month, but on the fifteenth of the ninth month, I will return and go to… go to the Grand Chancellor’s Residence to escort you.”

Under his gaze, hearing the words ‘escort you’, Liu Shimei inexplicably felt a warm sensation in her heart.

What kind of person would escort you?

Only your parents, siblings, and close relatives would say ‘escort you’!

“You…”

Liu Shimei wanted to ask something, but Mu Jiangli stood up. “I’ll be leaving the Imperial Capital tonight, there’s a lot to prepare. I won’t say much more. See you next month. Goodbye!”

Having spoken, he bowed in courtesy and turned away.

Swift and decisive, like flowing clouds and water.

Liu Shimei blinked, and could only see a swath of dark clothes vanishing at the doorway. She seemed to catch a glimpse of the golden thread peony on his sleeve.

She stood up, and chased after him, but there was no trace left to be seen.

Sighing lightly, Liu Shimei murmured to herself, “He wants to escort me to my marriage? Mu Jiangli, what exactly am I to you? Let’s have more sincerity and fewer tricks. Just tell me directly, okay?”

Thinking back to her arrival here just seven months ago, her mind was already filled with tangled skeins of yarn, each one a knot she couldn’t unravel!

However, Liu Shimei had a character trait: if she couldn’t find something, and if it wasn’t urgently needed, she would simply give up the search temporarily. Sooner or later, it would pop up.

The same applied to things she couldn’t understand.

Because life had to go on, and one couldn’t stagnate just because of one thing.

The gears of fate turned mercilessly, never giving you a chance to stop!

Therefore, at any time, Liu Shimei would always choose one path—marching forward boldly!

On the fifteenth of the eighth month.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a traditional holiday, and what people most desire in the mortal realm is reunion, happiness, and good health.

As Liu Shimei had made arrangements, she would be busy with many things during the day. Hence, Huangfu Lingyao did not go to the mansion to find her. Moreover, he entered the palace early!

Originally, he didn’t want to join in the festivities with these people, but he thought, ‘Huangfu He is marrying someone else today.. I’ll go see what kind of mood he’s in!’