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

This makes sense, but is matchmaking meaningful?

Official matchmaking is a profession, and they get paid for it. The private matchmaking is purely out of enthusiasm. For a marriage, at most they get some wedding money, a thank-you gift, and a chance to drink at the wedding banquet.

Dongzhu felt that the lady did this out of pure enthusiasm.

Madam said that no matter whether she is listening to a story or a book, she likes the hero and heroine to have a happy ending and live a happy life.

Before meeting this lady, Dongzhu had never seriously thought about his future destiny.

Maybe he was taken into the room by his master, or maybe he was the subordinate assigned to him by his master, or someone working in the mansion.

The wife said that marriage is a matter of lifelong happiness and that one should make the decision on one's own. She also said that if one wants to marry, one should marry someone who loves each other and wants to be together for life.

Dongzhu remembered that when they first heard the lady say this, she and Xizhu both thought that the lady was dreaming.

But, look at it now, hasn't Madam really achieved what she wished for?

There was so much love and affection between her and her master, and her master actually promised that he would only have her as his wife in this life and would not have any other women.

Moreover, the master did it. Even the princess of Yunning Kingdom did not change his mind.

But Dongzhu was troubled by...

The reason why the lady can achieve her dreams is because she is very capable and outstanding.

He has good looks, a kind heart, good medical skills, and an even better personality.

Not to mention that the master would like her, even the maids like her.

As for me, I am just a servant. Am I qualified to pursue the happiness that my wife said belongs to me?

"Okay, I already know what you're thinking. Leave the next thing to me. Don't think too much and don't worry." Seeing that Dongzhu was distracted, Mu Yingbao began to comfort her.

Mu Yingbao didn't say anything. Marriage is destined by heaven. What is yours cannot be taken away by others, and what is not yours cannot be obtained by you even if you try to get it.

Because when it comes to love, sometimes you have to work hard for it. Otherwise, if you miss each other for decades, and even if you are still together when you are old, what's the point of saying you are destined to be together?

"Madam, I beg you to do me a favor. Don't let Xizhu know about me and me..." Dongzhu stopped talking halfway.

Mu Yingbao pretended to be confused and asked her seriously, "What do you mean?"

"Madam, you did it on purpose." Dongzhu's face turned red again.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Are you still not confident in me? I know what to say and what not to say." Mu Yingbao quickly assured.

It was almost midnight when Xizhu and Beizhu came over. Seeing that the two people in the kitchen were very energetic and not sleepy at all, they let Dongzhu go back to sleep.

Dongzhu looked back at Mu Yingbao before leaving. She really wanted to say she was not sleepy and stay, but who knows when the lady will test Xizhu!

Mu Yingbao understood Dongzhu's expression and gave him a soothing look.

In the second half of the night, Mu Yingbao led the two girls to make snowflake crisps and small twisted dough sticks.

When Xue Wenyu came back exhausted, he saw the light in the kitchen, and felt happy but distressed.

I strode forward and opened the door, and I smelled the sweet fragrance filling the kitchen.

"You're back." Mu Yingbao walked up to him happily and put a piece of snowflake crisp into his mouth.

Xue Wenyu didn't take it with his hands, but took a bite from her hand. "Hey, I'm just hungry, it's delicious."

&nbbsp; "Are you hungry? Then don't eat this. Wait, I'll make you something to eat. What do you want to eat?" she asked. Seeing him come back, she immediately felt relieved.

When Xizhu and Beizhu, who were sitting at the table, saw how affectionate their two masters were, they quickly stood up and left.

Now, everyone who works in the Yangxin Palace has formed a habit that it is better to avoid the master and the mistress when they are together at certain times.

If you avoid it, the master will not only not blame you for being lazy, but will be happy. Xue Wenyu was very satisfied with the two girls' understanding. He put his arm around Mu Yingbao's waist and walked to the table. "Don't bother, just eat this." Mu Yingbao immediately objected. "How can that be? This is a snack for dessert.

It's not good to be full. You need to eat something salty. Tell me what you want to eat. How about I fry you some steak? Or fried rice?"

"Then, let's make fried rice." After saying that, Xue Wenyu sat behind the stove and prepared to light the fire. Mu Yingbao rolled up her sleeves and began to prepare the ingredients. The rice was leftover from the previous day. However, leftovers were the most suitable for making fried rice. She quickly diced the bacon, took a few dried bamboo shoots from the basin, and diced them.

I ate two eggs, found some pickled mustard greens, and chopped up some dried chilies. On the windowsill, I plucked a few leaves of garlic sprouts from a large pond and chopped them.

"Okay, we can light the fire." Everything was ready, and the man leaned towards the stove and looked at himself and said.

Xue Wenyu responded, rolled up his sleeves, and skillfully lit the fire and added firewood to the stove.

Soon, Mu Yingbao put the chopped garlic sprouts on the fried rice in the pot, stir-fried it for a few times, and the fragrant bacon, egg and dried bamboo shoots fried rice was ready.

"Come and eat." Mu Yingbao called and brought the fried rice to the table.

"Come and have something too." Xue Wenyu sat down, looked at the delicious fried rice, and called her.

"No, I was making snacks before, and I tasted them while making them. My stomach is already full." Mu Yingbao responded while finding seaweed and dehydrated vegetables she made herself, and added some dried shrimps. After washing them with freshly boiled water, the delicious iodine-rich soup was ready.

Xue Wenyu was eating the fried rice while keeping an eye on her. When he saw the soup was ready, he stood up and brought it to her himself for fear of scalding her.

Mu Yingbao took a soup spoon and walked to the table with him.

Just sit opposite him, hold your chin, and watch him eat with big mouthfuls.

In the palace of Yanguo, in a kitchen of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, on the table in front of the dignified Duke of Yanguo was a large bowl of fried rice and a small bowl of seaweed soup.

One was eating with relish, while the other was watching with a smile.

For the eater, the most delicious food in the world is the food prepared by his own wife.

No need for richness, no need for big fish and meat!

For the one who is watching, it is extremely pleasant to see his or her lover eating the food he or she has cooked with relish.

If Dongzhu was here and saw this scene, she would understand even more clearly what Mu Yingbao said to them: happiness is actually very simple!

For the one who is watching, it is extremely pleasant to see his or her lover eating the food he or she has cooked with relish.

If Dongzhu was here and saw this scene, she would understand even more clearly what Mu Yingbao said to them: happiness is actually very simple!

"It seems like things went smoothly?" Mu Yingbao asked after seeing Xue Wenyu drink up all the soup.

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Xue Wenyu nodded. "It went very smoothly. The mastermind has been caught and imprisoned in the Dali Temple dungeon.

"They are not in the same group as the one in the dungeon, right?" Mu Yingbao asked curiously. She hoped that her intuition was correct.

Hearing this, Xue Wenyu smiled and said, "No, it's not, but guess what the other party is.