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

Dongzhu tiptoed into the bedroom, wanting to see why his wife hadn't woken up yet, but he saw her sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, daydreaming.

"Madam?" Dongzhu wanted to leave quietly, but after hesitating for a moment, he still called her softly.

"Mockery?" Mu Yingbao came back to his senses and then noticed Dongzhu.

"If Madam doesn't want to get up and wants to eat something, I can go to the imperial kitchen and ask the chef to make it for her." Dongzhu heard from Nanzhu this morning that Madam was in the study studying the treatment for the poor child and did not sleep until very late.

They all felt very distressed, but at the same time they also felt lucky to have met such a mistress.

Considering their situation, if the master had married another woman as his wife, their lives would definitely not be as easy as they are now.

The mistress would regard them as thorns in her side because of their appearance and their status as servants of the mistress.

Even if there is a possibility that he will be particularly nice to someone, that would just be a lackey that he can control.

How happy I am now. Even though I am still a maid, I am happier and more excited than the ladies of ordinary families.

The daily tasks were not difficult or tiring. No matter what delicious food the Madam prepared, they would have a share. When the Madam went out of the palace to stroll around the streets, she would bring them delicious food when she came back. Whose maids could enjoy such a good life?

Even Nanzhu, that stubborn girl, has come to her senses now, hasn't she?

In the past, I only thought about how to make robes, cloth socks, and boots for my master to be comfortable to wear.

Now, although Nanzhu has not completely let go of her feelings for her master, her master is no longer the only one occupying her heart.

Now I have a wife and a master.

Mu Yingbao rubbed his eyes and stretched himself; "I'd better get up. It's already afternoon."

"It's just the promotion ceremony." Dongzhu stepped forward and helped to move the dress that Mu Yingbao had hung on the screen in front of the bed to her.

"It's already noon. The days have passed in a daze." Mu Yingbao muttered as he got dressed and washed up.

Beizhu heard the noise inside, came in and saw her sitting in front of the dressing table, so she went forward to help her comb her hair.

Everyone knows the lady's preferences. She doesn't like complicated buns and doesn't like to wear hair accessories on her head. She thinks they are too cumbersome and too heavy. She just wears a few simple pearl flowers to decorate her hair every day.

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Yadan once said that the lady was completely opposite in terms of eating and dressing.

My wife never finds cooking troublesome. Even when making fried egg rice, she has to fry the egg yolk and egg white separately.

Sometimes the preparation of a dish or a snack has to start several hours in advance.

When making dumplings, people often use several kinds of fillings.

Madam never found it troublesome to make medicine, and even though it was a job that she could have her subordinates do, she always did it herself.

"This is what wastes the most time every day." Mu Yingbao pointed to the top of his head and said to the two girls beside him.

Dongzhu laughed when she heard it. "Madam, didn't you say you wanted to cut it very short?" As soon as she finished speaking, Beizhu stepped on her foot. "Hiss, what are you doing?" Dongzhu grimaced in pain and asked in confusion. "Why? You know Madam's temper. She has mentioned cutting her hair several times. She has finally stopped mentioning it recently. Why are you reminding her again?" Beizhu couldn't help it and criticized in front of Madam.

When Dongzhu heard this, she was not convinced at first, but after thinking about it for a while, she felt that what Beizhu said made sense.

If the lady really cuts her long hair, what will the master do?

The master would definitely not blame the lady. He would definitely blame them all, especially her for being so nosy and giving a reminder.

"Pfft, don't worry, I'm not so willing to do whatever I want. If I cut my hair long, I'm afraid that only I will think it looks good and comfortable, and others will laugh at me if I go out." Mu Yingbao smiled and comforted the two girls.

The two girls breathed a sigh of relief, and Dongzhu even raised her eyebrows proudly at Beizhu. What do you think? You are overthinking it!

The three of them walked out of the house chatting and laughing. From the two maids, Mu Yingbao already knew that Xue Wenyu had left the palace an hour and a half ago.

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw that the man from Yu Tengfang was really there, looking at the half-empty fire stove hanging on the wall.

This is a good idea. The taste of the pork leg belly is different from that of fresh meat.

It has a unique fragrance, and look, it can be hung in the kitchen. When you want to eat it, just cut off a piece. How convenient.

The imperial chef had long wanted to find an opportunity to ask this lady of the first rank who taught her cooking skills and how come there were so many dishes and snacks that he had never seen or heard of in his life?

"Ahem." Dongzhu saw that his wife had gone into the kitchen, but the imperial chef didn't notice and just stared at the ham on the wall, so he quickly reminded her.

"Madam, I was distracted just now and didn't hear you come in. Please punish me." The royal chef hurriedly admitted his mistake.

Mu Yingbao was about to say it was okay, but Dongzhu spoke up, "When would our wife punish someone for such a person?"

When the chef heard this, he felt ashamed and annoyed. Why was he so stupid?

"Okay, it's okay, you can go back. I want to make lunch by myself." Mu Yingbao didn't want to be lazy today and wanted to make it by herself.

Listening to the lady's tone and looking at her expression, the royal chef was sure that the lady was not driving him away because she was unhappy.

He really wanted to ask if he could stay here and watch her cook, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

After sending the cook away, Mu Yingbao started to prepare the batter, fried a few egg pancakes, and made some seaweed soup.

Although the lunch was simple, it suited her taste very well.

I made extra egg pancakes for Dongzhu and the others.

A few maids casually took the cakes and ran to the bowl rack, spreading chives, garlic sauce, and hot and sour radish strips on the cakes.

After following Mu Yingbao for a long time, everyone has found the taste they like.

One thing they are like the old man is that they still don't like coffee.

However, they like the smell of brewing coffee. They even say that there is no need to burn incense in the house, and just put a cup of coffee brewed by their wife.

So, sometimes I would remind my wife why she doesn’t make coffee anymore.

They are not greedy for a drink, but their noses are greedy and want to smell the aroma of coffee.

"By the way, you can go over to Lian Qing and her son to see if they need anything." Mu Yingbao said this after finishing his meal.

So, sometimes I would remind my wife why she doesn’t make coffee anymore.

They are not greedy for a drink, but their noses are greedy and want to smell the aroma of coffee.

"By the way, you can go over to Lian Qing and her son to see if they need anything." Mu Yingbao said this after finishing his meal.

Yadan took a big bite of the egg pancake and said vaguely, "Don't worry about this lady. Sister Chunrong and Sister Yundou are taking good care of her."

Dongzhu and the others listened and looked at Yadan helplessly. Couldn't he swallow the food in his mouth before talking? He ate two rolls in one go, and both were filled with vegetables. Wasn't Wangwu full?

Several people in the room were chatting and wondering whether Lian Qing's family would come to look for her and her son. Yundou was panicking.