"Why are you crying?" Li Qingmu loosened the cork, opened his mouth, and laughed softly, "This pain is nothing compared to when the bone was crushed back then. It really is nothing."
Long Yue was silent, helping him apply the medicine bit by bit. He just frowned slightly, but didn't utter a sound.
"If it hurts, just call out. I'm your wife, there's no need to play the hero in front of me!"
Long Yue was very nervous and scared when she saw Li Qingmu being beaten just now, to the point where her mind was in a fog, unable to think.
But now, she gradually understood his intentions.
Li Qingmu realized he was set up by Qi Junlian and the others. Angry, he naturally did not want to serve them anymore. Using this radical method to first remove himself from the chaotic court scene, waiting for a cool-off period before making further plans.
"I always feel your father has other schemes, not just for the crown prince's struggle."
