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

"Good morning, Madam Xue." Fan Ling'er stepped forward to greet Mu Yingbao.

She is graceful and elegant, and there is nothing wrong with her no matter how you look at her.

"Good morning, Miss Fan." Mu Yingbao also responded with a smile.

Xue Wenyu hoped that she could forgive Hui Ge's cousin for a few words in a sarcastic tone, but unfortunately, this person who never suffered any loss and loved villains seemed to have changed her character in front of Hui Ge's cousin.

Isn't it said that women are jealous? Even if the other person is not the one they like, if they see that someone is thinking about them, they will still say something sarcastic!

"Miss Ling'er, is there anything else you need? If so, I have to go out today and I'll bring it back for you." Xue Wenyu had no choice but to add fuel to the fire.

Fan Ling'er's eyes lit up when she heard this. "Ling'er's affairs are all unimportant. It's not right to trouble the prince all the time."

"Miss Ling'er is not a stranger, so it's not a problem for her to be troublesome. Just tell me if you need anything." Xue Wenyu said stubbornly.

Seeing Mu Yingbao looking at Brother Hui with a half-smile, Xue Wenyu immediately thought of what Brother Hui had said before he left, about his father becoming his cousin's husband! This kind of thing should not be something Brother Hui could think of!

That, I'm afraid, came from her mouth!

This bad woman, actually, Xue Wenyu's heart was burning with anger.

"Then please trouble the prince to bring some silk threads for Ling'er. The servants were negligent and forgot to bring them when they came." Fan Ling'er thought for a moment and said embarrassedly.

Xue Wenyu suppressed his anger, looked at Mu Yingbao, and laughed, "I am a man, I don't know anything about silk thread, why don't you go buy it yourself, Miss Ling'er? I'll ask my subordinates to arrange a few more people to follow you, it will be fine."

After saying that, he walked towards his room.

Boo? How could this happen?

The three people present were a little confused. According to his tone just now, shouldn't the next sentence be "This prince will go with you to buy it"? Why did this person act so unexpectedly?

"Okay, thank you, Young Master." Fan Ling'er, who suddenly fell from the clouds, had to maintain a grateful smile towards Xue Wenyu's back.

My Lord, I won't allow you to tease others like this, Mijia!

Mu Yingbao felt it was so confusing, this guy must be sick!

Only Brother Hui felt relieved after he realized what was happening!

After all, he was a father. He realized that something was wrong and he was out of control, so he stopped immediately!

"Madam, Prince, Ling'er will go back to her grandfather first." Fan Ling'er kept a sweet girlish smile on her face and said goodbye to Mu Yingbao and the others.

I was just being too impatient. How could this work?

"You saw it yourself, it's really none of my business." Mu Yingbao grabbed a handful of green onions and shrugged at Brother Hui.

Looking at his mother's appearance, Brother Hui really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hurry back to the house, wash up, change into dry clothes and have breakfast. It's cold in late autumn and you'll get sick if you sweat." Mu Yingbao urged.

"So what if I'm sick? Mother, you're a doctor anyway." Brother Hui muttered and walked towards his room obediently.

Lin Chuan, who had fetched bathing water for his master, hurried to fetch water for him. Since Shi Tou was not there, this job fell on him.

Brother Hui took a warm bath, changed into dry clothes and went to the kitchen. He thought his father had arrived a long time ago, but there were only Yadan, who was making the fire, and his mother in the kitchen.

Brother Hui drove Yadan away, sat down by the stove, rolled up his sleeves and started a fire.

"Mother, does father have any gifts for you when he comes back this time?" Brother Hui felt that he had to do something and couldn't just watch these two people playing around like they were playing house.

"Gift? No, is it a hairpin again?" Mu Yingbao asked casually while busy stirring the stuffing.

"Mother." Brother Hui called out very seriously.

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I'm talking to her seriously, can't you be more serious?

"Good? You say, I'm listening." Feeling the child's resentment, Mu Yingbao quickly corrected himself.

This child is good in every way, except for one thing: I worry too much!

You said you were just thinking about how to deal with the new king's candidacy, but you still have the mind to care about other things!

"We were in the Yama Valley, and when we were returning from the lake after getting the pearl, my father suddenly stopped halfway and walked to a small fork in the road. At that time, everyone thought that my father had discovered an ambush or something, so everyone followed him with high alert.

Finally, my father stopped and saw a ginseng with bright red seeds on top.

My father squatted down and dug the soil with his hands, saying that he couldn't use a dagger because it would hurt the roots of the ginseng. Lin Chuan and the others wanted to help, but he refused and insisted on digging by himself. My mother knew that even martial artists couldn't squat for a long time, as their legs would become numb.

When my father's legs became numb, he knelt down and continued to dig with his hands.

He told his son, "You've mentioned it several times, wanting a fresh ginseng." He remembered it and insisted on digging it himself.

During this period, General Shang discussed with his father that his grandmother was about to celebrate her birthday and asked if he could give the ginseng to him, but his father did not agree.

It took him nearly an hour, no less than an hour, without stopping to rest, and he finally dug out the ginseng.

The skin on his fingers was worn out. When he was having dinner yesterday, his son discovered that the nail on one of his father's fingers had fallen off. "When Brother Hui said this, he noticed that his mother's movements slowed down and the smile on her face was gone.

"Mother, I'm not sure why I didn't give you the ginseng that I worked so hard to dig. I guess it was because of what General Shang said. He said that the ginseng was not good and the age was short.

Or maybe it's due to some other reason.

The son now told his mother why. His mother was a smart person, so she didn't need him to tell her, right?

Mother, father is really trying hard, isn't he? The son knows that when it comes to choosing a husband, mother doesn't accept those who have mysophobia or concubines.

It is within the scope of consideration. I also know that my mother does not accept my father because she does not believe that he can really be good to you, a woman, for the rest of his life.

The son cannot guarantee whether his father will change his mind in the next few years or decades.

But at least, he has tried so hard to change so much, mother, you should give him a chance, right? You can't just label him a scumbag based on your own feelings without giving him a chance, right? "After saying this, Brother Hui lowered his head and continued to light the fire, not daring to look at his mother.

After walking around his room dozens of times, Xue Wenyu finally opened the door and walked into the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen, I felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. In the past, when the mother and daughter were together, they were always talking and laughing. Why were they so quiet now?

Could it be that my previous words of asking Brother Hui if my cousin needed anything and helping her with it worked?

No way, I said that, and in the end, didn't I also ask my subordinates to accompany her...

The son cannot guarantee whether his father will change his mind in the next few years or decades.

But at least, he has tried so hard to change so much, mother, you should give him a chance, right? You can't just label him a scumbag based on your own feelings without giving him a chance, right? "After saying this, Brother Hui lowered his head and continued to light the fire, not daring to look at his mother.

After walking around his room dozens of times, Xue Wenyu finally opened the door and walked into the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen, I felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. In the past, when the mother and daughter were together, they were always talking and laughing. Why were they so quiet now?

Could it be that my previous words of asking Brother Hui if my cousin needed anything and helping her with it worked?

No way, I said that, and in the end, didn't I also ask my subordinates to accompany her...