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

"Do you need it urgently?" Xue Wenyu asked again.

Mu Yingbao nodded vigorously and said with certainty, "Yes, it's urgent."

Xue Wenyu looked at his own people, blew a whistle, and several people came running over immediately.

"Follow me to find herbs, and don't go too far." He instructed his men.

If my companion is looking for a herb to cure an itch, does that mean he is in urgent need of it and cannot wait to find it?

If the prince knows what's going on, will he be furious? Madam, is this considered a lie? After all, the red bumps on the brother's body are itchy but not life-threatening.

This problem occurs several times a year.

Watching Mu Yingbao and the others going up the hillside, Xue Wenyu looked towards the distance. There, Tao Qingyuan and Hui Ge, an old man and a young boy, were sitting close to each other, and no one knew what they were talking about.

Isn't this old man her grandfather? Why isn't he following her closely? Wasn't he always by her side? It was as if he was afraid someone would kidnap her if she left for a while, but now he is so relieved?

"Master, you said we should have taken our wife with us when we went to the border earlier." Lin Chuan suddenly spoke, startling Xue Wenyu who was distracted.

What's wrong with me lately? I keep losing my focus!

"Hey, what I mean is that if the madam were here, Quanzi and the others might still be alive." Lin Chuan didn't know that he had scared his master. Seeing his master looking at him with a cold face, he hurriedly explained.

When mentioning Quanzi and the others, Xue Wenyu's mind flashed through those soldiers who were still half-grown children, and his expression suddenly darkened. The Quanzi and the others mentioned by Lin Chuan were from the border army, and had a very good relationship with Lin Chuan and the others.

After fighting together and facing life and death together, even though they have no blood relationship, they treat each other as brothers.

They did not die on the battlefield, but died in their own tents from serious wounds.

Quanzi was the only son in the family. His father had heart disease and was in poor health. He took his father's place in the military camp.

If she was there, they would definitely not

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"Master, we will be arriving in the capital soon." Seeing that his master was not angry, Lin Chuan said again.

Xue Wenyu stared at his subordinate's face again, not understanding what this meant. Or was it because he had been overusing his brain recently and it was not working properly, so he didn't understand?

Lin Chuan also noticed that his master's attention was not right, so he pointed towards the hillside.

"Are you too idle? Do you need to worry about this?" Xue Wenyu immediately said angrily.

When Lin Chuan saw it, he realized that he had picked up a hornet's nest and quickly admitted his mistake.

Xue Wenyu stared at him coldly for a moment before turning around and leaving with satisfaction.

Why are they all so concerned about what happened between him and that woman?

On the hillside, Mu Yingbao quickly found all the herbs she needed. Seeing that the wild flowers were blooming beautifully, she picked some and made a wreath for her head.

Xue Wenyu was unconsciously stunned as he watched the woman wearing a garland on her head, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, and singing a little tune as she skipped down the hillside.

He couldn't help but think of the time he saw her in Wenxin Garden, when she washed off her heavy makeup and pulled out her long hair.

Although the two times were not in the same place and were more than three years apart, he felt the same both times.

It was as if all the disputes in this world had nothing to do with her.

But, it was obvious that what she had been through was not much better than what I had experienced! Why could she smile so brightly?

Seeing the woman getting closer and closer to him, Xue Wenyu came to his senses and quickly turned away to look elsewhere.

Listening to her humming a nice little tune and walking past him happily.

He really wanted to turn around and stop her, asking her how she could be so carefree.

When Mu Yingbao arrived in front of the man with the pimples on his body, he handed him the bamboo basket behind him, reminded him of some precautions, and let him boil the medicine himself.

"Does it look good?" Mu Yingbao jumped in front of the old man and the child, shook his head and asked.

They both nodded at the same time, not because they were afraid of offending her, but because it was really beautiful.

She is a beautiful woman with a good personality and loves to laugh.

"Girl, I have discussed with Brother Hui. We will be arriving in the capital soon. We need to work together more closely." Tao Qingyuan said earnestly.

Mu Yingbao nodded; "I know this."

"Great-grandfather means that we should also take father with us." Seeing that his mother did not understand what great-grandfather really meant, Brother Hui could not help but say.

"What's wrong with you two? Isn't my attitude towards him good enough now? What else do you want? Don't even think about turning your fake into real thing. It's impossible." Mu Yingbao crossed his arms and hugged his cheeks, squinting his eyes and warned.

"Girl, you think too much. Brother Hui and I really have no intention of sacrificing you. Do you think we are that kind of people?" Tao Qingyuan immediately stated.

Mu Yingbao looked at the prisoner very seriously, then at the younger one, and shook his head. "I don't think I've thought too much about it. You two clearly have that intention. I'm telling you seriously again, you can do anything, just don't interfere in the matter between me and that person.

Otherwise, humph, you two know it in your heart." Mu Yingbao warned with a sneer and walked towards the carriage.

Even though she was laughing all day long, her eyes were not blind and her ears were not connected. Among these people, whether it was Shang Xiaohu's men or Xue Wenyu's men, they all started to worry about it. However, what she didn't expect was that even Old Taotou would join in the nonsense.

Or, has my recent attitude towards that guy caused everyone to misunderstand me? Including Old Man Tao?

Thinking of this, Mu Yingbao shook his head vigorously. It didn't matter. As long as the key figure Xue Wenyu didn't misunderstand, it would be fine!

I finally proved to him with facts that I was not playing hard to get by leaving him, but that I really had no interest in him.

Moreover, even without the title of the Crown Prince's wife, one can still live a happy life. Not only can one support oneself, but one can also make a lot of money.

Now that she knew that he didn't like her, Mu Yingbao was quite happy and relieved. However, when she saw that everyone around her had become the worrying matchmakers, she began to feel that something was wrong.

Next, you must not be careless. You must not flutter around in a big circle and then flutter back to the starting point.

This time, Mu Yingbao decided that he must not let Hui Ge know about his plan.

Although this child was absolutely on her side, he had not completely given up on bringing her and Xue Wenyu together.

Mu Yingbao searched the carriage for a mat, spread the felt blanket under a big tree, and sat on it to avoid the sun.

Well, this matter needs to be carefully considered. As the saying goes, the right medicine for the right disease. So, what kind of prescription should be prepared for Xue Wenyu so that he can continue to be in a state where he can never accept himself?

Next, you must not be careless. You must not flutter around in a big circle and then flutter back to the starting point.

This time, Mu Yingbao decided that he must not let Hui Ge know about his plan.

Although this child was absolutely on her side, he had not completely given up on bringing her and Xue Wenyu together.

Mu Yingbao searched the carriage for a mat, spread the felt blanket under a big tree, and sat on it to avoid the sun.

Well, this matter needs to be carefully considered. As the saying goes, the right medicine for the right disease. So, what kind of prescription should be prepared for Xue Wenyu so that he can continue to be in a state where he can never accept himself?

It was midsummer, and I didn’t know if it was because I was worried, but I suddenly felt that the cicadas in the trees were annoying…