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

Mu Yingbao was full and wanted to take a walk, but the door was locked and he couldn't go out. The floor outside was a mess, and there were more than a dozen buckets.

Helplessly, I had to go back to the inner room and stroll back and forth, thinking about what to do as I walked.

I don't have my poison needles, anesthetic needles or anything like that on me.

Since I don't know any martial arts, it will be extremely difficult for me to leave here.

She walked to the rear window and pushed it. The window opened, but there were two people standing outside the window, looking at her expressionlessly.

"You two perverts, what are you doing standing here? Want to peep? Dirty bastards." Mu Yingbao started to feel bad again.

She felt that she was not calm and her emotions were unstable, which was a normal reaction.

Hush, and close the window yourself.

I sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about what the master of these people said to me.

Saying that his men were reckless? His expression and tone at the time did not seem to be deceiving.

Could it be that this was not part of their plan? Was it just the impulse of the person who brought her here?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard some noise outside, someone was packing up, and soon everything returned to calm.

So fast, is it settled?

Mu Yingbao didn't believe it, so she got up and went to the outer room to see what was going on, but she saw that the outer room had been tidied up, but it was empty. No furniture or anything had been delivered.

"How could it be so fast?" She muttered to herself, cursing herself for having no judgement at all.

After strolling around the inner room for a long time, she was so bored that she simply lay down on the bed. She didn't take off her shoes, but hung them over the edge of the bed, covered her body with the quilt, and closed her eyes to rest.

I don’t know whether he has returned to the palace safely, and I don’t know how anxious Brother Hui and the others are now.

Could it be that God saw that his life was getting more and more exciting, so he forced it to happen?

She is now sure that her life will not be in danger, and she is also sure that she will not lose her innocence.

But I can't be sure when I can regain my freedom and return to him.

The master of these people looks unusual. Who is he? Could he be Brother Hui's royal relatives?

Mu Yingbao thought about it and analyzed it, but felt that it was not the case.

Because that person has no hostility towards me, so where do they come from?

Before Jin Wu arrived, there was another noise outside, and Mu Yingbao heard the sound of furniture moving in the inner room.

She was too lazy to get up and check, and was just thinking about how to save herself.

There are pens and ink in the house. Even if I write a note asking for help, how can I get it outside?

At noon, I heard someone calling from outside, "Mrs. Xue, lunch is here."

Although he still saw the person, Mu Yingbao heard something different from the tone of the person he spoke.

I got out of bed and walked out to see, oh my god, there were six more people, five of them were the same five before.

The unfamiliar face appeared to be a fat man in his sixties with a round face.

Mu Yingbao felt that the way he looked at her was different from the way he looked at other people.

She walked over to the newly replaced chair and sat down, only then she noticed that the furniture was actually made of rosewood.

She was a little surprised that what she had proposed was actually done.

Mu Yingbao was thinking, if that was the case, could he still be a little more arrogant? He would see where their master's bottom line was.

"Madam, try this braised lion's head." The fat old man diligently opened the lid of a food box and carefully brought out a dish.

Then, they served steamed sea bass and a dish of oily shrimps...

Four meat dishes, four vegetable dishes, and a pork rib and radish soup.

After the fat old man handed her the chopsticks with both hands, he stood by and watched her pick up a lion's head with anticipation on his face.

Mu Yingbao took a bite and looked at him; "Are you a chef? Did you cook these dishes?"

"Yes, yes, ma'am, you are really smart." The fat old man nodded happily in response.

Mu Yingbao looked at him speechlessly, thinking, if I can't even figure this out, how can I survive?

She did not respond immediately, but took her time to taste several other dishes.

It must be said that although the cooking skills of these dishes are not as good as hers, they are comparable to the imperial chefs in the palace.

How did she guess that the fat old man was the cook? It was because of his expression and attitude when he came in.

Because apart from the fact that he cooked these dishes, Mu Yingbao couldn't explain the bright and expectant look in his eyes.

She understood this behavior very well and wanted to comment on each dish in front of him and point out the key points.

However, she suddenly changed her mind and didn't tell him, which made him anxious and worried.

So, Mu Yingbao ate leisurely.

"Madam, is the food to your taste?" The fat old man saw that Mu Yingbao had finished her meal and had put down her plan, but had no intention of saying anything, so he took the initiative to speak again.

Mu Yingbao wiped the corner of his mouth and said lazily, "It's just okay."

After hearing this, the fat old man's eyes brightened.

However, the faces of the other people present looked a little bad.

She cooked a dish that was cooked by the country's top chef, but she did it so mediocrely. Is that okay?

Several people were very angry, but seeing the fat old man's obsessed look, they could do nothing.

Even if I risked my life and let her endure it, and spoke up for the No. 1 chef, I'm afraid she wouldn't appreciate it.

There are many crazy people in the world. Those who are obsessed with cooking are particularly concerned about other people's opinions.

Yes, you can say all kinds of good things to someone just for a rare chess manual.

The person in front of me is obviously obsessed with cooking.

Otherwise, as soon as you hear that the special dishes of a certain place are delicious, you won’t immediately set out to taste and learn from them.

"Madam, you are an expert, could you give me some advice?" the fat old man continued to ask unwillingly.

Mu Yingbao looked at him and smiled too.

When the fat old man saw her smile, he thought she agreed, so he was very happy too.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yingbao smiled and said, "No."

"Why? If the madam gives me some pointers, my cooking skills will improve. Then I can cook for you, wouldn't that be good?" The fat old man felt that he had made himself clear.

Mu Yingbao smiled again; "You are not my apprentice, I have no obligation to guide you.

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The fat old man was startled when he heard this, but he also smiled and said, "Madam is really humorous. You must be a fellow traveler. Then let's communicate with each other, learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses. Isn't it beneficial for both of us?"

Mu Yingbao smiled and shook his head; "That's wrong. I may be able to do what you can do. And I will definitely be able to do what you can't do. Based on these nine dishes, I can conclude that you are not good at cooking."

"Why are you so confident, ma'am? If not, please go to the kitchen and show me your skills, old man?" said the fat old man.

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Mu Yingbao smiled again; "You are not my apprentice, I have no obligation to guide you.

The fat old man was startled when he heard this, but he also smiled and said, "Madam is really humorous. You must be a fellow traveler. Then let's communicate with each other, learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses. Isn't it beneficial for both of us?"

Mu Yingbao smiled and shook his head; "That's wrong. I may be able to do what you can do. And I will definitely be able to do what you can't do. Based on these nine dishes, I can conclude that you are not good at cooking."

"Why are you so confident, ma'am? If not, please go to the kitchen and show me your skills, old man?" said the fat old man.

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"No." Before Mu Yingbao responded, there were still a few people who objected...