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

When other teams started to make fires and roast dry food and meat patties, they all looked towards Prince Jie involuntarily.

Some smart people analyzed the situation according to the organization and said that there must be a reason why Prince Jie acted like this.

For example, by doing this, they appear to be confident or something.

You are all royals and have noble status.

But we also need to look at the current situation. We must enjoy ourselves when we should, and endure hardships when we should.

On Brother Hui's side, Lin Chuan had already taken out six large bowls and placed them aside.

Then he followed the simple instructions given by Mu Yingbao and got a few things from the carriage.

He put the dehydrated vegetable soup bag from the previous night into the large bowl, and then poured the noodle soup into it. Lin Chuan calculated the time in his mind and felt that he had done almost everything he had told his wife.

Then he used chopsticks to scoop noodles into the large bowl. Another person next to him had already put a peeled boiled egg into each bowl.

Brother Hui watched as the noodles were ready, and found the beef sauce in a jar nearby. Just as he was about to start making it, Lin Chuan, who was quick-witted, rushed to make it.

Then he brought a large pot that had been stewing on the fire, took out the steaming duck bellies, and put one duck leg in each pot, making it exactly nine duck legs in total.

"Okay, you can eat now." Lin Chuan said excitedly. Just as he was about to bring the noodles to his master in the tent, he saw that his master had already started eating.

Seeing their master like this, the others also came forward and took a bowl, picked up the raft, found a big rock to sit on and started eating.

It was a cool morning in late autumn, and in my hand was a bowl of steaming hot noodles that was fragrant and the kind of noodles that everyone had never tasted before.

Although it is cooked soft, the noodles are still evenly curled.

The reddish-brown beef sauce, coupled with the oily marinated duck legs and the emerald green onions spreading out in the soup, will make you start drooling before you even start eating.

Xue Wenyu was the first one to hold the bowl and was also the first to eat. He couldn't wait to take a bite and couldn't help but raise his brows.

This noodle is really delicious, with a smooth and elastic texture and a unique noodle aroma.

Spicy beef sauce, tender yet chewy duck legs, and a sip of noodle soup, it's simply delicious.

It is really impossible to maintain a polite demeanor while eating such delicious noodles.

The nine people here were sitting outside the tent. Each of them held a large bowl and ate noisily. In a few moments, the bowl was empty.

"Oh my, this is the most delicious noodles I have ever eaten in my life." Shang Xiaohu put down the bowl in his hand and sighed with smacking his lips.

The other eight people also had satisfied expressions on their faces.

"Isn't this your first time eating it too?" Xue Wenyu remembered and asked the child beside him.

Brother Hui burped and nodded; "Father is right, this is indeed the first time for the child to eat."

Xue Wenyu understood immediately after hearing this. She made it specially for their trip and for their convenience. She was really thoughtful!

Suddenly I remembered what she said to me the night before I left: there was no need to think too much, just do what I can with all my heart.

She said so and did so.

On the first morning after entering the valley, eating a bowl of delicious noodles not only filled their stomachs, but also made the nine of them feel very good.

After packing up, we set off.

This road leading into the valley is quite wide and flat, so the carriage can still move forward.

The mood of the other candidates was not as good as Brother Hui. They had hardly experienced any hardship before, and after just one night in the valley, they could already feel a little overwhelmed.

The night before, I ate some grilled buns and meat patties. Although they had marinated pork, it was hard to swallow such simple food.

This morning, I ate these three things again. It was not because I was afraid that I would not have enough energy to continue with the next thing. Several candidates did not want to eat. In order to have the supreme power, they had to

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After just two simple meals, the seven candidates' lips were all chapped, some had toothaches from inflammation, and some developed mouth ulcers.

In comparison, Brother Hui seemed particularly energetic. Looking at their expressions, if you didn't know them, you would have thought they were out for a picnic.

In the capital, Mu Yingbao also got up. Tao Qingyuan looked at the people on the table, each with a bowl of egg fried rice and a bottle of kelp soup, and glanced at the person opposite him thoughtfully.

How many days can you keep going like this? You might end up crying and going to hell tomorrow!

Just as he picked up the bowl to eat, Xue Wenyu's subordinate Qiao Qi ran into the kitchen.

"What happened?" Mu Yingbao was immediately worried when she saw his expression.

Tao Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat. No way. It was only the fourth day. According to the time calculation, they should have entered the valley. Why did something go wrong?

"Madam, our people just sent us a message saying that Zhou Shuhuan passed away in the early morning." Qiao Qi said nervously.

Mu Yingbao understood that gone means dead. "Okay, got it. Go tell our people to be careful."

Qiao Qi was nervous not because he was not calm enough, although Zhou Shuhuan's death was due to his poor tolerance and inability to withstand the stimulation, which led to such a fate. However, Zhou Shuhuan's people would definitely not think so, and might even seek revenge.

This kind of revenge may not necessarily have anything to do with benevolence and righteousness. It may be the kind of revenge that involves risking one's life and property, but in the end one finds that it was all in vain. How can one be willing to accept it?

Brother Hui and the others went to Yanwang Valley, so if the other party wanted to retaliate, she would definitely be the target now.

"Yes." Qiao Qi responded and left.

Mu Yingbao thought for a moment and asked Old Man Tao, "In this case, we don't need to go to pay our respects, right?"

"If I say you need to go, are you really going to go?" Tao Qingyuan didn't expect that Zhou Shuhuan's health was so poor, but he threw his life into the written test.

"If necessary, just go ahead. It's more scary with you around." Mu Yingbao said disapprovingly.

With Zhou Shuhuan's temperament and a physique that is even worse than Lin Daiyu's, even if he sits on the throne, he probably won't be able to stay there for long. If he gets upset by something, he will be killed.

Mu Yingbao knew that Xue Wenyu's men would immediately send the news to Yanwang Valley without her saying anything.

Even if the news cannot be delivered to the valley for the time being, at least the people staying outside the valley will have an idea of ​​what is going on.

In the late afternoon, Mu Yingbao learned another piece of news. His great uncle in the flesh, the prefect Mu, was shot in the heart by a hidden arrow on his way home from court and died on the spot.

When she heard the news, she wasn't sad at all, but she was very confused. Who could have done this?

She knew that something would happen in the capital when the new candidate for the throne left, but she didn't expect that the first person to get into trouble would be the Governor Mu.

In the late afternoon, Mu Yingbao learned another piece of news. His great uncle in the flesh, the prefect Mu, was shot in the heart by a hidden arrow on his way home from court and died on the spot.

When she heard the news, she wasn't sad at all, but she was very confused. Who could have done this?

She knew that something would happen in the capital when the new candidate for the throne left, but she didn't expect that the first person to get into trouble would be the Governor Mu.

I wonder if this has anything to do with Zhou Shuhuan's death. "Does this need to be done at the funeral?" Mu Yingbao asked Tao Qingyuan again. Tao Qingyuan frowned and looked at Mu Yingbao. It had only been less than a day, and she had asked again.

I asked the same question twice. What does she mean? Why does she care so much about condolences? Could it be that she really wants to go...