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

When Yun Wuhui came back from court and entered the Yangxin Palace, he found the atmosphere a little unusual.

Ever since the day my father left for the war, although everyone appeared to be calm on the surface, the atmosphere was actually a bit depressing due to worry.

That's why Mu Yingbao thought of inviting them to join him when making ice cream.

And now, everyone I see when I enter the courtyard has a smile on their face that comes from the heart.

Could it be that there is good news from my father?

"Mother? Is there any news from father?" he asked excitedly as he entered the kitchen.

At this time, I saw one more person in the kitchen. I recognized him as one of my father's men, and my guess became more certain.

"Yes, they arrived safely and won the first battle right after arriving, killing more than 3,000 enemy troops." Mu Yingbao said happily as she started cooking.

Brother Hui didn't care about the kitchen fumes and went back to the house to change into his dragon robe as he had to attend court in the afternoon.

"Mother, did father give me any instructions in the letter?" Brother Hui couldn't help but ask tactfully when he saw that Tang Qing only knew how to pay him a great gift but didn't seem to have written a letter to him.

Mu Yingbao was so happy and busy cooking that she didn't pay attention to the child's expression and tone. She said casually, "Yes, wait a moment, I'll give it to you."

One dish came out of the pot, then two dishes came out of the pot. Brother Hui waited until all the dishes his mother had cooked before he took him back to the west warm room and took out a letter, but did not hand it to him directly.

Instead, she pulled out a piece of letter paper and handed one of them to him. "Yours."

Brother Hui took it speechlessly. There were about three or four tickets in his mother's hand, and there was only one for him.

The importance of myself and my mother in my father's letter was immediately revealed.

Wuwu, father, are you putting your love before your son?

Brother Hui tried to comfort himself in his heart, but after unfolding the sheet in his hand, he saw that there were only words on one-third of the page, and his little heart was hit again.

Father Huang, your son is still a child and needs your fatherly love even more!

It's fine if it's just one page for the child, but can't you fill the entire page?

It's just a few lines, father, are you kidding a kid?

Brother Hui forced himself to be strong and finish reading the few lines in the letter, but he felt even more wronged.

In just five short sentences, he gave instructions for two things. The first three sentences were about the court's instructions on countermeasures for the border war, and the last two sentences were about asking him to spend more time with his mother after leaving court.

Five sentences, two things, but not a single word showing concern for him as a son.

My dear father, even though I have become the emperor, I am still your nine-year-old child!

"What's wrong?" When Mu Yingbao untied the apron, she saw the child pouting and looked unhappy, so she asked worriedly.

I opened the letter and found two copies. One was addressed to my wife Komaru, and the other, thinner one, was addressed to my son Hui.

Although it was in an envelope, Mu Yingbao did not read Hui Ge's letters privately.

Now that Brother Hui was like this, she felt uneasy. Could it be that he had received some news from the court and thought that Brother Hui had done something wrong, so he criticized him?

"Mother, father is too partial to me. He wrote so much to you. Take a look at what he wrote to his son. There are only five sentences. The first three are about the court, and the last two are instructing his son to spend more time with you." When Hui saw that his mother asked about his brother's death, he felt that he should not lie and conceal the truth, so he complained to his mother aggrievedly.

I swear to God, he was worried every day about his father going to the battlefield. How could his father treat him like this? It's so sad.

"Only, son, no way?" Mu Yingbao understood and couldn't help laughing. Is this also considered jealousy?

Seeing that his mother not only did not sympathize with him, but laughed at him, Hui Ge felt even sadder. "Mother, you can't treat your son like this, can you?"

Woo Wu, who is racking his brains and trying every possible way to bring you two together?

In the end, you two are in love, but your son is redundant? Isn't it too quick to destroy the bridge after crossing it?

Seeing that the child looked really sad, Mu Yingbao finally realized the seriousness of the problem. How could she ignore the fact that Brother Hui was just a child after all?

But how can this be comforting?

"Son, do you think I'm better to you or to him?" Mu Yingbao asked, walking the child to sit at the table.

Pai Ge raised his head and thought seriously; "Mothers are naturally better to their sons."

How can you be like a father? Hey! Mu Yingbao smiled and said, "It's over now. Why are you feeling unbalanced? Didn't you always hope that I would treat him well? When he treated me like that, weren't you very anxious, worried and angry? Now that he treats me well, you are jealous again?" "Mother, I am not jealous." Brother Hui said anxiously. Mu Yingbao took the child's hand and said, "Son, I understand. In fact, you know in your heart.

You are so important in his heart. Believe me, he loves you no less than I do.

There are many things in life that you can't really figure out. Let's take an example. If you and he are both in danger, and I can save one of you, who do you think I would choose to save?"

Brother Hui's eyes turned red; "Mother will save her son."

"What if it's you and I who are in danger, and the one who has the ability to save people is your father, who do you think he will choose to save?" Mu Yingbao asked again.

Brother Hui was about to cry, and he choked up and said, "A father will also save his son."

In the two hypothetical situations, Brother Hui doesn't have to worry about it or think about it.

"So, if it's me and your father who are in danger, and you are the one who has the ability to save people, who would you choose to save, son?" Mu Yingbao continued to ask.

This assumption is a bit ominous and cruel, but it is also the most convincing.

Brother Hui is like this today, not because he is childishly jealous, but because he is insecure.

He lost his family when he was young and lived in the Xue family until he was six years old. Although he was young, he could feel who was really good to him. The reason why Brother Hui acted like this today was not because he was childishly jealous. In fact, it was because the child had no sense of security.

He lost his family at a young age and lived in the Xue family until he was six years old. Although the child was young, he could feel who was really good to him.

When he was nine years old, he suddenly learned about his life experience. It turned out that the father who had always loved him was not his biological father.

I have a father and a mother, and I don't want to lose either of them. In other words, I am afraid of losing the love of one of them.

"Mingming, mother, if there really comes a day when your son cannot save both of you at the same time, your son will accompany you, and the three of us will die together." Brother Hui couldn't bear it any longer, and threw himself into his mother's arms and cried.

Although it was a hypothesis, he understood it just by imagining the scene...