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

Mu Yingbao's heart was filled with alarm and she stepped back involuntarily. "Xue Wenyu, don't do anything rash. This is a big incident. Business matters are more important. Ah..."

Half an hour later, Xue Wenyu took a bath again, stood by the bed, put on his robe, and smiled at the person on the bed.

The person on the bed had a flushed face and had fallen asleep.

I suffered from insomnia in the first half of the night, and then went through such a dangerous thing in the second half. I also treated the injured until dawn, so I was already sleepy and tired.

After being tormented by him for the two Zhaos again, I didn't even have the energy to scold him.

Even when he was holding her and bathing her just now, she was so soft that if he hadn't held her up with his hands, her body wouldn't have been able to sink to the bottom of the bathtub.

As soon as he wiped her dry and put her back on the bed, he fell asleep. Xue Wenyu, who had also traveled overnight for several days, had just entered the palace and fought with others. After taking her twice in a row, he felt as if he had drunk ginseng soup for ten years. He was refreshed and energetic.

Even if we throw him into the battlefield now, he can still fight against a hundred people alone.

"Go in and clean up a bit. Speak softly so as not to wake her up. Then ask someone to stew some tonic food." He instructed the maids standing by the door as he walked out.

"Yes, we maids understand." Dongzhu and the others replied with their heads down.

After the master walked away, he tiptoed into the house.

The outer room was fine, but when the cotton curtain of the bedroom was opened, the charming atmosphere of lovemaking between a man and a woman made the maids blush.

They didn't understand these things at first, but ever since the master and his wife consummated their marriage, this kind of smell would be smelled every time they cleaned the room.

Dongzhu and Xizhu felt shy, but they also felt that their master was a little bit angry. He had come back, so why not wait until night?

Besides, such a big thing happened just a few hours ago, how could the master still have the mind to treat the lady like that and do that?

Anyway, the three maids always felt a little uneasy for their master.

Even the clothes and bed sheets that I had packed were fluttering. When I saw other people in the yard, I felt inexplicably guilty.

The master was truly a gentleman in the past, but how could he become like this now?

Mu Yingbao woke up when the sun was about to set, or rather, he woke up because of hunger.

After I opened my eyes, I felt sore all over as soon as I moved my body.

Of course she knew that this was not because of the fatigue from treating the injured for two hours, but because of being tortured by some bastard whose brain was taken over by sperm insects.

After taking a break, she suddenly felt that although her whole body was sore, she felt refreshed. Oh, she remembered that it was that guy who washed her afterward.

The bed sheets had also been changed.

It's true that the guy wasn't that selfish. He didn't just ignore her after satisfying his own animal desires.

Mu Yingbao struggled to sit up, saw the undershirt placed beside the bed, and quickly put it on.

"Madam? Are you awake?" Dongzhu outside asked cautiously.

"Mockery." Mu Yingbao's face turned hot again.

He watched Dongzhu come in and helped her put on her cotton robe.

Mu Yingbao felt that if he hadn't been particularly thick-skinned, he would have been killed by Wen. It was so embarrassing, in broad daylight!

As soon as I finished washing up, Xizhu came in with a tray.

"Madam, you must be hungry. This is the pheasant porridge that the master ordered the imperial kitchen to make." Xizhu Bianbang Muyingbao served the porridge while helping the master to improve his favor.

Mu Yingbao said nothing and reached out to take it.

Maybe she was really too hungry, or maybe the porridge was really well cooked. Anyway, it was very delicious and she drank two cups in a row.

"Where's he?" Mu Yingbao felt that he had some strength now.

Dongzhu laughed, "Madam, who is this guy?"

"Dongzhu, I find that you are becoming more and more daring and outrageous. Aren't you afraid of angering me and selling you out?" Mu Yingbao was so angry that he stretched out his hand to imitate the human, but failed.

Dongzhu was very proud. "Madam, it's OK as long as you are willing to give it up."

A few jokes between the master and servant made Mu Yingbao feel less embarrassed and uncomfortable than before.

"Madam, the master said that you just need to take a good rest and don't have to cook dinner yourself." Xizhu suddenly remembered and told her quickly.

"Madam, the master really loves you." Dongzhu blushed as she said this.

If you really love your wife, you wouldn't make her suffer again after she has worked hard for half the night.

Mu Yingbao also murmured in his heart, heartache? This is called heart disease?

After filling her stomach, Mu Yingbao did not really rest in the house. She was worried about the injured, so she asked Yadan to carry the medical kit and go to take care of the injured.

After checking them one by one, nothing seemed wrong. Then he returned and went into the kitchen.

Put on an apron and start preparing the ingredients.

Although that person was really rude, it was a good thing that he got home safely and returned to me.

Life is very hard outside, so I'd better make his favorite dumplings.

Thinking of his thinner face when he tortured her in the morning, she softened her heart and did not strongly refuse.

Towards evening, Xue Wenyu and Brother Hui returned to the Yangxin Palace together.

As soon as they entered the yard, the father and son went straight to the kitchen and the west warm room respectively.

So, the younger one saw the mother first.

"Mom, we're having dumplings tonight. That's great. I thought we were going to eat something from the imperial kitchen." Brother Hui happily washed his hands and helped to make the dumplings.

At this time, another person also entered the kitchen.

When I saw the person at the table and then looked at the big bamboo scorpion dumpling that had been wrapped next to it, my heart was filled with joy.

She was making his favorite dumplings, which meant she wasn't angry! In fact, after leaving in the morning, he felt a little regretful and felt that he was not a good person. "Come on, there is strength in numbers." Seeing that she ignored him, Xue Wenyu muttered to himself, washed his hands, wiped them dry, rolled up his sleeves, and started making dumplings together.

Brother Hui didn’t know what had happened between his father and mother, but he felt that there was something strange about both of them. One of them suddenly blushed, and the other seemed to have done something guilty and was trying hard to please.

If he hadn't seen his mother blushing obviously because she was shy, Hui would have thought that his father was trying to please his mother because he had already questioned her about that matter.

"Dad, mom and I were originally worried that we wouldn't be able to celebrate the Lantern Festival together. Now that's great." Brother Hui felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he took the initiative to adjust it.

"Dad, mom and I were originally worried that we wouldn't be able to celebrate the Lantern Festival together. Now that's great." Brother Hui felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he took the initiative to adjust it.

Xue Wenyu looked at the child and said, "It is estimated that the Yunning Kingdom delegation will arrive in ten days or half a month."

"Father, thank you for your trouble." Brother Hui certainly understood why the other party came, and said to his father with gratitude and guilt.

"Silly son, what are you talking about? Aren't we a family? This is what a family should be like. Bullying you is like slapping me and your father in the face. To deal with such a person, just beat him up." Mu Yingbao looked at the child's expression and quickly opened his mouth.

He also put some flour on the tip of Hui's nose.

, it really won't affect

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Brother Hui smiled and nodded, but he was still a little worried. What about his father and mother...