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

It was almost time for dinner when Brother Hui came back. Mu Yingbao thought that Li Shuiyuan had just left, but Brother Hui said it was not the case.

Li Shuiyuan stayed here for about an hour and then left. It was his grandfather who came to look for him again.

"Mother, you don't know, the way my grandfather looks at me writing is exactly the same as that of Mr. Li, his eyes are shining." Brother Hui said excitedly.

"Didn't your grandfather blame you for hiding it from him?" Mu Yingbao asked out of curiosity.

Brother Hui shook his head. "Grandfather said that we had no choice but to do that. He said he could understand. By the way, where is father? Is he still mad at me?"

"How could that be? He must have gone out to deal with something. Let's wait for him for a while. If he doesn't come back, we'll eat first." Mu Yingbao said this, but in his heart he hoped that the guy would not come back.

It would be best if he has something to do in the next half month and is busy outside.

Mu Yingbao thought so, but God seemed to be against her. She had just taken the last dish out of the pot and put it on the table when Xue Wenyu walked in.

Looking at the sweat on his forehead and his back soaked with sweat, Mu Yingbao frowned slightly. What happened?

He put the dishes down, went to the basin, washed a cotton towel with warm water, twisted it and handed it over.

Xue Wenyu looked at the wet towel in front of him, and was stunned for a moment before he took it. He wiped his face with the warm wet towel, and immediately felt much refreshed. He wiped his hands again, and then handed it back to Mu Yingbao.

Brother Hui had already poured her the wine, and he knew in his heart that his father worked so hard just for him.

Although when Xue Wenyu came in, Hui Ge only called out "Father Mu Yingbao" and didn't say anything, but at this moment Xue Wenyu's heart could not calm down because of her son's call and the wet handkerchief she handed over.

This is how it feels to come home and have a wife and children waiting for dinner! Is this what home is?

"Try this cold dish." Mu Yingbao looked at the man who seemed a little silly at the moment, and forgot her original intention to stay away from him, and moved a plate of cold dish to the seat in front of him.

Summer weather affects appetite, so Mu Yingbao prepares a delicious cold dish for every meal.

This dish is made by her own dough, mixed with bean sprouts and cucumber shreds.

The bean sprouts were blanched in a pot and soaked in iced cold water.

Garlic, ginger and coriander are added, and then mixed with her homemade fruit vinegar, sesame paste and chili oil. It smells fresh and fragrant, and looks appetizing.

As soon as Mu Yingbao finished speaking, Xue Wenyu picked up the chopsticks and picked up a

"Dad, how does it taste?" Brother Hui asked with bright eyes.

His mother had made this cold dish for him when he was in Youcheng. He could eat a big bowl of it as a staple food.

"Not bad." Xue Wenyu wanted to say "not bad", but he didn't know why he blurted out these two words.

The words were out and there was no way to take them back. He glanced at her, waiting for her to get angry with him.

But unexpectedly, she didn't care, as if she didn't hear those two words just now.

Meow, what's wrong with this woman? She's not normal!

Just now when I entered the room, she handed me a wet cotton towel to wipe my face. Now I am commenting on the food she made like this, and I am not angry?

"Mom, my son wants to eat Samai cold noodles." When Brother Hui saw the noodles, he remembered another delicacy.

"Now that you mention it, I want to eat it too. I'll ask someone to buy some later. They should have mangmai noodles, and the pickled vegetables are almost ready to eat." Mu Yingbao said immediately after being reminded.

Brother Hui was very happy to see his mother agreed. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the cold dishes, but found that half of the cold dishes were gone by the time he asked his mother for the cold noodles.

Looking at his father's chopsticks, which were several mouthfuls of food, Brother Hui's mouth twitched.

Brother Hui couldn't help but wonder, when did his father start eating like this? However, he found that he couldn't find a definite answer.

Could it be that the reason why my grandfather insisted on not eating together was because of the way the people here and there ate?

The first thing his grandfather taught him was manners and speech, one of which was not to talk about eating and not to talk about being thin.

But my mother said that there is nothing wrong with chatting with family and friends while dining at the same table, and pleasant topics can make the atmosphere more harmonious.

As for not talking in bed, when he had the opportunity to sleep in the same room with his mother, they would chat and his mother would tell him stories. Hui once thought that it would be great if he was a girl, so that he could sleep in the same room with his mother not only when he was young, but also when he grew up.

As for his father, as far as Hui can remember, although his father has never been strict with him, he is quite well-behaved at the dinner table.

But look at the way he eats now, fortunately he has severed his relationship with the Marquis' Mansion, otherwise he would definitely be scolded if he ate at the same table with the Marquis!

Seeing that Brother Hui didn't even pick up the cold noodles, Mu Yingbao didn't pick any either. She let him eat it if he liked it.

She didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she just said it tasted okay, but she still enjoyed it!

After just a few chopsticks, the plate was almost empty. Mu Yingbao stood up and went to the chopping board, poured everything in the small basin into the plate, leaving the plate empty.

"Hmph, there's more?" Brother Hui blurted out when he saw it, and Xue Wenyu also raised his eyebrows.

Mu Yingbao put the dishes on the table and glanced at Brother Hui. "When did I say there was no more?"

After making the cold noodles, adding a little bit of this and that to the cold dishes, it becomes a small pile. How can it be just a plate?

Hey, Brother Hui smiled embarrassedly and this time started to pick up the food with chopsticks.

My father has already finished one plate, so I can just take a few bites of this one myself, it won't be a big deal!

Xue Wenyu's fatigue disappeared. He sipped his wine, ate refreshing and delicious dishes, and listened to the bickering between the mother and daughter. He wanted to discuss with Brother Hui, "Let's not fight for the throne. Isn't it good for our family of three to live like this forever?"

Even if this woman still insists on not consummating the marriage with me, that's fine. It's fine for the three of us to be together like this, as long as she stops thinking about finding another man to marry!

Of course, he just thought so, how could he really say it?

What we are doing now is no joke. Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. How can we just say we won't do it?

Besides, even if Brother Hui and I didn't participate, I'm afraid some people wouldn't be reassured, and we still wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life!

And what happened to Zhou Zhian who mysteriously disappeared? Did he escape to save his life? Or was he held hostage? Or is he hiding somewhere, plotting some conspiracy?

According to Xue Wenyu's analysis of him, he always felt that it was not as simple as running away to save his life.

The throne was a price he paid for so much that he could be so ruthless as to plan such a brutal murder. How could he be willing to give up the throne he had worked so hard to obtain? How could he run away just to save his life?

When Yan Wuhou was in the back garden, his men came to report that a shadow had spotted someone who was suspected to be Zhou Zhian's confidant, Eunuch Lu, and that he was one of the people who disappeared at the same time as Zhou Zhian that day.

So Xue Wenyu went out to investigate in person, intending to keep an eye on it secretly. But when he found it, he saw a dead body with its throat cut!

He ran away just to save his life.

When Yan Wuhou was in the back garden, his men came to report that a shadow had spotted someone who was suspected to be Zhou Zhian's confidant, Eunuch Lu, and that he was one of the people who disappeared at the same time as Zhou Zhian that day.

So Xue Wenyu went out to investigate in person, intending to keep an eye on it secretly. But when he found it, he saw a dead body with its throat cut!

When Xue Wenyu entered, the body was still warm.

After finally getting a clue, it was cut off so quickly. Xue Wenyu was very upset. He knew that the other party must have discovered that someone was targeting Eunuch Lu, so they silenced the person.

Xue Wenyu analyzed that if Zhou Zhian had a conspiracy, then he must have an accomplice in the capital. Otherwise, if he was not sure, why would he take such a risky move?

Xue Wenyu was hesitating whether he should tell the mother and daughter about this matter...