Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Mu Yingbao opened his eyes and met a pair of gentle eyes.

Thinking of how she cried her heart out in his arms the night before, Mu Yingbao suddenly grabbed the quilt and covered her head.

"Yingbao, Madam? What's wrong?" Xue Wenyu didn't react for a moment and asked in confusion.

"Get out of bed, I'll get up by myself." A muffled voice came from under the quilt. After a little thought, Xue Wenyu smiled. He always obeyed his wife's words and did not leave.

, but reached out and hugged the person and the quilt together: "Don't worry, I applied eye patches to your eyes when you slept last night, and there is no swelling at all."

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"Really?" The quilt was suddenly opened, and the person inside asked happily.

Xue Wenyu nodded, stood up and fetched a mirror, and helped his wife sit up: "Well, if you don't believe me, take a look for yourself."

Mu Yingbao looked left and right in the mirror, and sure enough, her eyes were not red or swollen at all: "Husband, you are so nice, so considerate and so careful." After being happy, she kissed the other party hard.

Ahem, someone who was praised and kissed, smiled and put the mirror back to its original place, helped his wife to get off the bed, and thought to himself, this is really not because I am considerate and attentive, but because I am afraid that my son and the old man are being attentive. Seeing your red and swollen eyes so early in the morning, it is very difficult to fool Brother Hui, that little rascal.

"Why don't you wake me up earlier? Brother Hui must have been waiting for me." Mu Yingbao complained while washing and putting on new clothes.

"Do you want someone to come in and comb your hair?" Xue Wenyu asked as he saw his wife awkwardly putting on her new clothes and hurried forward to help.

Since you care so much about wearing new clothes on New Year's Day, shouldn't your hair style be a bit more formal?

"No need, you know several styles, just help me pick one." Mu Yingbao now tries not to trouble Nanzhu and the others as much as possible. After all, it is not easy to develop the current model.

"Me? Ok? Don't let the girls laugh at you when you go out." He said this, but he picked up the comb without delay, looked at his wife's head, thought for a moment, and then started to work.

Soon, a white bun was done. She looked at her man in the mirror and put on pearl flowers and hairpins on the bun while thinking.

"My husband is so smart. He only learned from Nanzhu for a few days, but his hair is better than any of them." Mu Yingbao praised without reservation.

"That's nothing. I'll figure out a bun for my hair that no one else has done." The person being praised was not humble at all and was even more proud.

Hearing her man say this, Mu Yingbao was moved and at the same time, she expressed deep sympathy and apology to Lin Chuan and Tu Zi in her heart.

Wen Xiaowu had already secretly told her that Xue Wenyu had been secretly practicing with Lin Chuan and Tu Zi, combing hair into a bun. Yes, that's right, it was a woman's bun!

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she found it very funny just by imagining the scene.

She told Wen Xiaowu not to tell anyone about this matter, and she herself pretended not to know anything about it.

Mu Yingbao had told Wen Xiaowu and the others more than once that Xue Wenyu's men were also his own people, so they should not be on guard against them as if they were enemies. However, Wen Xiaowu and the others promised them solemnly in person, but in reality, these guys of Wuying were still doing their own thing.

It seems that everyone except Wuying is not trustworthy and may be harmful to her as the leader.

However, when she was just worrying about this matter, her thoughtful man immediately talked to her and said that he knew everything about the people from the Shadowless Sect and had explained it to his subordinates, so there was no need to be serious with them.

Here, Mu Yingbao had to admire her man and his men, who were so conscious. She didn't even need to do any ideological work on them, as they said that the people from the Shadowless Sect were doing this for the good of the lady, and they didn't mind at all.

In fact, Mu Yingbao originally thought that they were all family and should trust each other, otherwise it would affect unity, stability and harmony.

But Xue Wenyu and his men had such a big vision that she was too lazy to bother herself with trivial matters and create trouble for herself.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that his wife was distracted, Xue Wenyu asked curiously.

The person who was called back to God naturally could not tell the truth: "I was thinking, time waits for no one, and it makes me grow old day by day."

"You're only one year older, why are you so sentimental? Besides, even if you're in your seventies or eighties with a head full of silver hair, you're still the most beautiful and best woman in my eyes." Xue Wenyu hurriedly comforted her.

Seeing that she responded to him casually but he comforted her so seriously and affectionately, Mu Yingbao suddenly felt guilty and blamed herself.

"Anyway, you promised to be good to me and only me for the rest of your life. If you break your promise one day, I will..."

"What do you think? Do you still want to change your husband when you are in your seventies or eighties?" Xue Wenyu asked with a smile.

Mu Yingbao also smiled, looking up with a hint of pride: "That depends mainly on you."

"Is it appropriate for you to threaten me like this on New Year's Day?" Xue Wenyu said as he kissed her as a punishment.

Even without lipstick, my wife's rosy lips are still very attractive. When I see them, I can't help but want to kiss them a few times. It's never enough.

"Mother? Father?" Brother Hui's voice came from outside, and Mu Yingbao immediately got up and walked out.

Xue Wenyu suddenly felt abandoned by his wife, but he couldn't do anything about the woman outside.

After opening the door, Brother Hui stepped forward and stood in front of Mu Yingbao. He adjusted his hair and robe towards the two people who walked out one after the other. He spread his robe with one hand and said, "A son wishes a happy new year to his father and mother. I wish her good health, beauty, and better medical skills. I also wish my father good health."

After saying this, he kowtowed respectfully.

The only people watching were the two maids who had just been transferred in from a distance. They were all shocked when they saw this scene. The emperor was greeting the Duke and his wife and he was also kowtowing?

The others were already used to it. Nanzhu had the foresight to prepare the mats and placed them before Hui knelt down.

Si, as a person working under me, this is all I can do.

"Son, get up quickly." Mu Yingbao happily went to help the child up, and Brother Hui quickly climbed up by himself.

How can I let my mother bend down when she has a big belly?

Xue Wenyu beside him looked at the child speechlessly. He said auspicious words to her during the New Year, but to him, it was a blessing of good health and happiness, haha!

"Mom, mom, where is the red envelope?" Brother Hui asked with a smile.

"As a king of a country, do you have the nerve to ask for a red envelope? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if it gets out?" Xue Wenyu didn't want to compete with a child, but he couldn't help but say something.

Brother Hui didn't show any embarrassment at all, instead he raised his head arrogantly: "What's wrong with being the king of a country? I am still a child in front of my mother. Isn't it normal to ask for red envelopes when paying New Year's greetings?

I am not afraid of anyone telling others about it, and I am even less afraid of being laughed at. Those who laugh at me are just jealous and envious. Right, mother.

"Yes, yes, yes." Mu Yingbao responded with a smile, and Nanzhu invited people into the house.

When he came out, he handed Mu Yingbao a large, heavy brocade bag.

"Son, here, give me the New Year's red envelope." Mu Yingbao smiled and handed the brocade bag in his hand to Brother Hui.

"Thank you, mother. Hey." Brother Hui took it and held it in his arms with great joy. The golden treasure inside appeared through the gap of the brocade bag.

"Your subordinate wishes a happy New Year to the master's wife. I wish her happiness and sweetness, and all her wishes come true." There was a lot of respectful New Year greetings.

Mu Yingbao smiled and gestured to someone next to him, telling him to respond quickly in such situations.

Xue Wenyu watched these guys staring at the baskets that had just been carried out, so he stopped crying: "Okay, okay, everyone is fine. Nanzhu, give the red envelopes to the lady."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the big guys, who had been standing upright, shouted "Thank you, master" and "Thank you, madam" and rushed towards the basket covered with red silk.

This year's baskets are bigger and heavier than last year's. I wonder how much the red envelopes will be this year!

"Wow, Nanzhu, was it given to the wrong person?" The person who got the red brocade bag first opened it and thought he was dazzled, because there was a golden ingot among a pile of silver ingots.

Nanzhu smiled and said, "That's right. If you think it's too hot, you can put it back."

Huh? He looked at his companions and they all had the same feeling: "Wow, I'm rich."

Those who received the red envelopes looked at the contents of their brocade bags excitedly. Those who didn't receive any were also very excited after listening to what they heard. Coral and Bailu, who were at the end of the line, looked at each other.

"Don't get excited too quickly. No matter how much it is, it's other people's share. When it comes to you and me, three or five taels is the most we can get." Coral said in a low voice.

"Three or five taels is not a small amount." Bai Lu still looked ahead with anticipation.

At the door of the warm room, Mu Yingbao looked at everyone's happy faces, and she was also very happy.

The argument of 100 taels per person was common, but she didn't think so. "Don't get excited in a hurry. No matter how much, it's someone else's share. When it's our turn, we can get 3 or 5 taels at most." Shanhu said in a low voice.

"Three or five taels is not a small amount." Bai Lu still looked ahead with anticipation.

At the door of the warm room, Mu Yingbao looked at everyone's happy faces, and she was also very happy.

They thought the red envelope of 100 taels per person was too much, but she didn't.

After the child is born, she wants to earn more money so that the whole family can live a better life.

It's just that making money is a simple thing, but living a good life is not just about having a lot of money, but also about living in peace. How long can such a peaceful life last?

In two months, the baby will be born. I hope everything goes well...