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

No matter how eager Xue Wenyu was to know whether the Mu family incident was done by the person he guessed in his heart, tomorrow would be Hui Ge's coronation ceremony, so he really couldn't find the time to find out the truth.

At the beginning of the hour of Hai, which is just after nine o'clock in the evening in modern times, Brother Hui, Luo Yi and Shang Xiaohu came back.

Brother Hui saw that the lights in the east and west rooms were on and knew that they were waiting for him.

So he went to the winter warm room to greet his father first, then went to the west warm room and knocked on the door, saying softly, "Mother, your son is back."

After saying that, he stood outside the door waiting for his mother's response.

When Brother Hui heard the footsteps inside, he laughed, and he knew that his mother would not respond.

Mu Yingbao opened the door and felt distressed when she saw the child at the door.

"You must be hungry. Come on, I'll get you something to eat." Mu Yingbao didn't ask Brother Hui to come into the house to talk, but led him directly to the kitchen.

Brother Hui smiled immediately and followed. He had been carrying it since the afternoon and was very tired.

Only by returning to his mother's side could he completely relax and return to being Brother Hui instead of that Zhou Junjie.

"Mother, your son is here." Brother Hui rushed into the kitchen, got the tinderbox and lit it.

Mu Yingbao just let him do what he wanted, put on her apron, rolled up her sleeves and started lighting a small stove.

"Can we eat casserole dumplings?" Mu Yingbao turned his head and asked.

"Stop talking." Brother Hui nodded hurriedly.

Mu Yingbao prepared dinner and had it delivered to Brother Hui, who had already eaten it.

But after the meal, under the supervision of the clan leader, they rehearsed the scene of the coronation ceremony again.

Brother Hui was not impatient at all. He knew the leader's painstaking efforts. Tomorrow's ceremony was very important and there could not be any mistakes.

This time, the new king was chosen, and it was Hui Ge who took the throne. He was less than ten years old, and no matter how talented and capable he was, some ministers still did not believe in him.

Therefore, the coronation ceremony is just a beginning, and there cannot be any mistakes.

After all this trouble, I'm already hungry.

I was still thinking about it on the way back just now. After saying hello to my mother, I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Mu Yingbao brought a casserole to the small stove, then took out some wrapped dumplings from the cupboard, and lifted the cotton cloth covering the chopping board, revealing the various ingredients on it.

Green onions, soaked shiitake mushrooms, frozen tofu cut into small cubes, chopped sauerkraut, and a few soaked kelp knots.

After the soup in the casserole starts to boil, put the ingredients in it in order.

"It smells so good, mother. What kind of soup is this?" Brother Hui asked, smacking his lips.

"I stewed a pigeon and added some medicinal herbs." Mu Yingbao said, and started putting dumplings in it.

The dumplings in the casserole are smaller than the usual ones, and each one has a bulging belly like a gold ingot.

Brother Hui saw that it was almost done, and quickly went to prepare the dishes and chopsticks. "Mother, you should eat some more too."

"No, I've gained some weight recently, so I can't eat at some point." Mu Yingbao was also a little hungry, but still refused.

I don't know if it's because of my passionate love, but my endocrine system is not right. My appetite is still the same as before, but I absorb much better than before. I'm gaining weight, and the cotton skirt I made in the winter is already too tight around my waist.

Hearing his mother's firm words, Brother Hui just took a pair of bowls and spoons and sat back at the table.

Seeing that the mother was about to bring the casserole, he suddenly remembered something and stood up to get a bamboo mat and put it on the table.

"Mom, be careful not to burn your hands." Brother Hui reminded worriedly, but he didn't dare to stand up and rush to grab the food because he knew his mother's temper too well.

I feel sorry for my mother, and my mother feels sorry for me as well.

"Give me the casserole dumplings." Mu Yingbao shouted like a waiter and placed the casserole in front of Brother Hui.

Brother Hui started eating it right away, blowing on it while eating, and screaming from the heat.

"Slow down, don't be impatient, be careful of the burns." Mu Yingbao felt even more sad when he saw this.

Such a small child has to shoulder such a heavy burden!

Brother Hui just smiled but didn't stop at all. The pigeon soup was delicious, and the shrimp dumplings in it were even more delicious. And the frozen tofu that was soaked with the soup filled up your mouth with just one bite.

Soon, more than half of a medium-sized casserole was empty.

Mu Yingbao didn't ask him what he did in the afternoon, but just sat beside him and watched him eat.

"Mother, General Shang and my uncle sent me here and then left. I guess they won't eat at the same table with me in the future." Brother Hui suddenly asked.

On the way back, he told the two to go to the kitchen to eat something, but they both said they were not hungry.

When he asked this, he didn't look up, but looked at a kelp knot in the casserole.

Mu Yingbao knew that it was not just that the child was sensitive, it was indeed the case.

Brother Hui will officially ascend the throne tomorrow and become the emperor of Yan Kingdom. No matter how close Brother Hui is to them, they can only be monarch and subject in the future.

Even Shang Xiaohu, who was so straightforward, began to restrain himself, let alone Luo Yi.

"This is inevitable. Didn't we expect this to happen a long time ago?" Mu Yingbao knew that Brother Hui was feeling uncomfortable, so he had to comfort him in time.

This is just the beginning. We can’t let any problems accumulate in the child’s heart now. Otherwise, the more they accumulate, the more the child will be unable to bear it in a few years. “Yes, son, I know, but I don’t know why, I feel uncomfortable. Mother,

If possible, I really want to be just your and father's son, just Xue Wenhui." Brother Hui raised his head, his eyes misty.

Mu Yingbao stood up, sat next to Brother Hui, and put his arm around his shoulders.

"I believe that they feel equally uncomfortable, but they have no choice but to do so. Son, you still have me and your father, as well as that disrespectful great-grandfather, isn't that enough?" Mu Yingbao said as she pinched his face.

I cook delicious food for him every day, but he has become thinner and not gained weight recently. You can see how tired he is.

"What bad things are you saying behind my back? How disrespectful of the elderly? Is that how you teach your children?" The door was suddenly pushed open, and a very unpleasant voice was heard.

"You're hiding away and eating special food. How much do you think you don't take us seriously?" Another voice said with the same unhappy tone.

However, when Hui Ge and Mu Yingbao, who were sitting at the table inside the house, heard this, they did not feel like they were caught saying bad things about others. Instead, they were very moved.

Especially Brother Hui, he couldn't hold back the tears he had just tried so hard to hold back.

As soon as I blinked, tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Being caught, they were actually very touched. Especially Brother Hui, the tears that he had just held back could no longer be held back. With a blink of his eyes, tears fell like beads from a broken string. "Hey, you two are not sleeping in the middle of the night, hiding outside and eavesdropping, are you acting like elders?" Mu Yingbao didn't coax the child, the more he coaxed the child, the more he couldn't stop, so he simply yelled at the two uninvited guests.

"Whatever, hurry up and get the same portion as Brother Hui's." Old man Tao said as he sat down in a shameless tone.

Xue Wenyu also came forward and sat down; "A large portion."

Brother Hui hadn't come back yet, and they couldn't sleep well either. They had wanted to come and cheer up Lzi, to make him understand that he was not too nervous, but they had heard Wumian's conversation the moment they got to the door...