Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again Chapter 709: Liu Yan’er Is Your Biggest Threat

Chapter 709: Liu Yan’er Is Your Biggest Threat....
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Liu Shimei decisively lied, “She has already gone back.”
In any case, it was best to keep them from meeting!
As for Miao Linglong not finding Zhang Miaozhen at the Zhang family, that was not Liu Shimei’s concern!
The matter of investigating the case could take its time, but seeing Miao Linglong, Zhang Miaozhen would definitely be extremely uneasy, so they couldn’t meet!
Miao Linglong looked disappointed, but she didn’t dwell on it, saying, “Oh, then I’ll take my leave.”
The Miao mother and daughter sat in a carriage and left Fusheng Pavilion.
On the carriage, seeing that Miao Linglong was lost in thought, Madam Miao asked, “Linglong, there are only thirteen days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Are you fully prepared?”
“Yes,” Miao Linglong nodded, “Mother, rest assured, I have everything under control.”
Madam Miao knew her daughter well and added, “Isn’t there still Liu Yan’er?”
Miao Linglong sighed and said, “I know. I’ve tried everything during this time to get Liu Yan’er to meet me, but she consistently refused, citing illness. She’s holed up in the Grand Chancellor’s Residence, and I really can’t find a way to approach her!”
“I always feel that Liu Yan’er is your biggest threat, but you insist on dealing with Zhang Miaozhen first!” Madam Miao’s face turned cold, “If Liu Yan’er becomes the chosen one, our plan will fall apart!”
Miao Linglong bit her lip and said, “Liu Shimei is not to be underestimated. Earlier, I saw Liu Yan’er being suppressed by Liu Shimei, and I thought Liu Yan’er was completely finished.”
She sighed helplessly, “I thought Liu Shimei would never let Liu Yan’er go, but who would have thought that the two sisters could still maintain their relationship! I don’t know what Liu Shimei is thinking, why didn’t she just finish off Liu Yan’er completely?”
Originally, she had planned to use Liu Shimei to get rid of Liu Yan’er, but Liu Shimei didn’t make a move, and Liu Yan’er remained hidden. Her plan failed, and now it was too late.
“If it’s not possible, then use extreme measures!”
Madam Miao took a deep breath and said, “Hasn’t Liu Yan’er plotted against Liu Shimei? Let’s use her own tactics against her. Liu Yan’er acted on the eve of the Prince Consort’s selection of a concubine on the sixteenth day of the first month; we’ll act on the eve of the fifteenth day of the eighth month. Perfect timing!”
Miao Linglong suddenly lifted her head and said, “Mother’s words are very reasonable. I’ll plan carefully!”
Madam Miao pursed her lips and said, “Wait until Liu Shimei has cured my illness, then we’ll deal with this little wench properly! Does she think she can use me as a billboard to make a profit? She’s got another thing coming!”
The mother and daughter harbored sinister intentions, waiting for the days to pass.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, though Fusheng Pavilion was busy, Liu Shimei made many preparations.
This was the first major festival she had taken seriously since arriving in this era.
Firstly, she had to choose Mid-Autumn gifts for all her relatives.
Secondly, she had to prepare festival gifts for everyone in Fusheng Pavilion.
Lastly, it was the first reunion festival with her dog. In a month, they would be getting married, and she had a lot to prepare on her end.
Therefore, she delegated the long-term patients from the gynecology clinic to other female doctors, only handling new and complicated cases herself.
Most patients understood, “Doctor Liu is preparing for her wedding, she must be busy making her wedding dress!”
In fact, Liu Shimei did not embroider her own wedding dress; she left such matters to Mo’er.
Seeing Liu Shimei so busy, Zhang Miaozhen also helped her prepare wedding items.
“Eldest Young Miss is really something. She has good embroidery skills, but she would rather do experiments. She doesn’t even embroider her own wedding dress! She likes the Second Prince, and if she didn’t, she wouldn’t even bother preparing a wedding dress, right?” Mo’er complained while busy..