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

Xue Wenyu still had a half-smile on his face, even though he just saw from the corner of his eye that Brother Hui did not forget to eat secretly even in such a situation.

Mu Yingbao, on the other hand, was still waiting for his response with an innocent look on her face.

"Father, on the first day the old gentleman came, after you left the study, he told me that a teacher is a father for life. He also told me a lot about how the princes of all dynasties respected the Grand Tutors and Grand Guardians before they ascended the throne.

After ascending the throne, how can one respect the Grand Tutor and the Grand Protector?

As soon as you entered the study, he immediately started reciting the Book of Poetry. "Brother Hui felt that it was a waste of time for his parents to continue like this, so he simply offered to help his mother.

"What? Is it so?" Xue Wenyu's voice immediately became higher when he heard this.

"Yes." Brother Hui responded with grievance.

"Did you hear me? Nothing has happened yet, and he wants to be a tutor or a guardian?" Mu Yingbao's reaction was even more exaggerated. If the old man hadn't left, he would have asked him, with your character, are you qualified to be a tutor or a guardian?

"This old bastard." Xue Wenyu was furious and slapped a small coffee table, causing it to fall apart.

The mother and daughter in the study were startled. They looked at each other and comforted each other, saying, "It's okay, the anger is not directed at us."

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At the same time, the mother and daughter also knew that since Xue Wenyu was so furious, it meant that he would not pursue the matter of driving the old man away.

"Na Xiao, don't be angry. As the saying goes, you can judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart. Just looking at the old man's appearance, who can know that he is so hypocritical? Take your time to look for him. I don't believe that there is no one with a clear mind and a clear mind to teach Brother Hui." Mu Yingbao comforted in a soft voice.

He knew the truth and was so angry, but Mu Yingbao was quite satisfied.

"Father, why go to so much trouble? Why not just let the mother teach the child?" Brother Hui interrupted.

He was thinking, just now his mother and father had learned the words of old Mr. Heng, those few sentences of ancient people saying, didn't it already show that his mother was also a knowledgeable person?

The old man was speechless. At least it was proven that his mother knew more than him. What he knew, his mother also knew, but he might not know what his mother knew!

When Xue Wenyu heard this, he looked at Brother Hui and frowned. "Let her teach you? Do you want to learn medicine? Or cooking? Or are you just talking nonsense?"

Mu Yingbao was laughing on the side, saying that Brother Xiaohui deserved it and asked for a scolding.

Brother Hui looked at his father helplessly, thinking to himself, Father, when will your wisdom be fully developed? When will you discover that mother is good at more than just cooking and medicine!

"It's getting late. You two can continue chatting. I'll go check on the snails and cut two plates for later use as a side dish." After Mu Yingbao finished speaking, he gave Brother Hui a look that left him wishing for the best.

Brother Hui bit his lip and looked at his mother with contempt. He ran away after causing trouble? And beat his son here?

Mu Yingbao walked out happily. Just as she reached the door, she heard someone behind her say, "Who said we were going to make dumplings? How can a person have a different idea every second?"

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Oh my god? Mu Yingbao raised his hand to rub his forehead and slowly turned around.

Brother Hui guessed that his mother would definitely say to his father, "Do you want to eat dumplings?" and then when his father nodded, she would add, "I don't want to make them."

Then, the father would lose face and would get angry and start making trouble or bring up old issues. Then the mother would be unable to leave, and the three of them would continue to argue in the study room. Anyway, they were full!

Brother Hui thinks his idea is simply too perfect!

Actually, Mu Yingbao originally intended to do as Brother Hui thought. He said he wanted to eat dumplings? I won’t do it!

However, Hui's naughty expression had already caught her attention. The more you learn, the more you go astray! You want to fight me? You're still a little naive!

So, Mu Yingbao changed her mind temporarily, looked at Xue Wenyu with a smile, and gave him a gentle smile; "Okay, since the prince wants to eat dumplings, I will make them right away."

After saying that, he smiled at Brother Hui again and said, "Little brat, I'll remember this for you!"

Mu Yingbao left the study room amid the astonishment of her father and son, and walked towards the kitchen while rolling up her sleeves. In fact, she wanted to eat dumplings herself!

Brother Hui, who was the first to react in the study, looked at his father and said, "Father, based on my understanding of mother, it is better not to eat the dumplings tonight. Otherwise, how about we find an excuse to escape later?"

Xue Wenyu also thought so. Isn't there a saying that if something is abnormal, it is a demon?

There might not be any drugs in the dumplings tonight, but there might be laxatives.

But then he thought, what would she think if he didn't go to eat? Was he afraid of her? Wouldn't she be even more proud? No, he absolutely couldn't let her do what she wanted.

"It's rare for her to be so well-behaved, how can you not give her face? She's so good to you, and you are such an unfilial child." Xue Wenyu frowned and lectured the boy behind the desk.

I can't understand why this kid doesn't bother me with that woman anymore, but instead tries to smooth things over in order to create chaos.

Oh? I am unfilial? Isn't this for your own good? Brother Hui felt very wronged. For the first time, he realized what it meant to be in a thankless position and to be treated as a nobody!

"I see you're not hungry. Now that the teacher has left, you can't be so carefree. Come, practice calligraphy. Write this copybook three hundred times." Xue Wenyu stood up and glanced at the empty plate on the desk, as well as the two cups that should also be empty, and spoke.

"Father, what is this?" Brother Hui wanted to say it was revenge, but he didn't joke with his father much, so he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"What?" Xue Wenyu asked with a raised eyebrow.

Brother Hui shook his head and smiled apologetically, "I know that this is for my own good."

"Then why are you crying? Let's get started. You can take a break when you finish writing." After Xue Wenyu finished speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back in a very elegant manner.

Regardless of whether there was something special put in the dumplings tonight, this good wine was definitely necessary. He remembered that Old Man Tao had a jar of it.

In the study, Brother Hui sat alone behind the desk, feeling abandoned by the whole world. He regretted so much that if he had known this would happen, he would have let the old man stay, and he would not have ended up in such a tragic situation.

Sanbaiyi, are you going to let him stay up all night writing? Are you not going to let him eat dumplings?

After all, he was also a contender for the throne. How could these two treat a person who could potentially become a king like this?

My mother always said that we should not treat bean curd as dry food. Now I am using it myself, and it is quite suitable for the situation.

After all, he was also a contender for the throne. How could these two treat a person who could potentially become a king like this?

My mother always said that we should not treat bean curd as dry food. Now I am using it myself. Doesn’t it fit the situation?

Xue Wenyu came back from the front yard and heard a steady clanging sound coming from the kitchen. He walked over as if possessed.

He felt that she must have been the one chopping the meat. In the entire capital, she was probably the only one of her status who ignored her maidservants and did everything herself.

When he stepped into the kitchen, he saw what he expected.

She was wearing a blue apron with white floral prints and a scarf of the same fabric on her head. She was standing in front of the chopping board, using both hands to wield two swords...