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

When his son was defrauded of his five acres of land, everyone who knew about it expressed sympathy, but that was all.

The son went to the government office to appeal for justice, but was beaten and imprisoned instead.

It has been more than ten years since I was released, and this incident is still a pain in my family's hearts. They are unwilling but helpless.

If I continue to file a complaint, what if the officials protect each other? Isn't it said that all crows are black? If I can't get my five acres of land back, at most my family will live a harder life and feel depressed, but at least my family will live in peace!

Unexpectedly, ten years later, someone would actually stand up for their family.

expression, but the aura she exuded felt like that of a Vajra Arhat in a temple.

The old man watched Lady Yipin and his son and grandson walk into another room, and he did not follow them.

If the lady needs guidance, her sons and grandsons can listen and learn together.

"Old man, is this true? Can you really get justice for our family and our son?" the old lady asked while sobbing.

The old man also burst into tears, but he smiled and said, "Of course it's true, of course it can be done, old woman, have you forgotten who she is? She is a wife favored by the Duke, a mother respected by the current emperor."

At this moment, Mu Yingbao was in the room, rolling up his sleeves, explaining and demonstrating in person.

The process of making fruit wine and the main precautions.

Quan'er's grandfather, father, and Wan Qingbai listened very carefully, afraid to miss a word.

Xue Wenyu, who had always been inseparable from his beloved wife, unexpectedly stayed in the yard, standing facing the door, waiting quietly.

"Master, the Madam is really amazing." Lin Chuan on the left said from the bottom of his heart.

"I know." Xue Wenyu responded calmly.

"Master, if Madam can serve as an official in the court, the Emperor can dismiss some of the people." The one on the right also said.

Xue Wenyu's expression remained calm. "I know this, too."

Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at his master; "If I say that my wife seems to be more powerful than you, will you be angry?"

Xue Wenyu turned his head and looked at his subordinate. "This only proves that your master has good vision."

Puff, both sides couldn't help laughing at the same time, it was unusual that the master could praise himself so seriously.

After a full hour, Mu Yingbao finally walked out of the room, admonishing as he walked, "Try to do as I say, and when it works well, send it to me. If it can meet the standards I mentioned, then it's fine.

However, I'm afraid you can only practice this year. If you grow the strawberry seedlings well, your strawberry production will increase with the accumulation of experience year after year, which means that your wine will increase year by year.

Please remember the key points and key points I mentioned. Of course, when you become more experienced, the fruit wine you make with your improved recipe may be even better. Don't rush for success, let's take it slow.

Old man, it's getting late, we have to go back. I won't leave you the fruits I picked yesterday, since you are guarding this mountain and you are close to the water. From now on, you don't have to send the fruits you pick to the capital, so hurry up and practice. Not to mention that the fruit season is about to end, if the weather changes and it rains for a few days, it will delay things.

By the way, you, tell me, you, tell me, the effect of rain on making fruit wine." She pointed at Wan Qingbai and asked.

The young man didn't expect that he would be asked this question suddenly. He was stunned for a moment and quickly answered, "The fruit picked after the rain will taste lighter, which will affect the taste of the fruit wine."

Mu Yingbao was very satisfied and immediately gave a thumbs up; "The answer is correct."

Wan Qingbai blushed when he was praised in public.

Mu Yingbao was thinking about the herbs that had already been loaded on the carriage, so he didn't say anything more. After telling the important things, he got on the carriage.

"By the way, remember to get the prescription I gave you as soon as possible and boil it and take it early. Although I can't guarantee that it can cure your chronic illness, it will definitely be better than before." The carriage had moved forward more than ten meters, and she suddenly stuck her head out of the window and shouted to Wan Qingbai's father.

"I'll remember that, Madam Xie." Wan Qingbai choked and bowed deeply in the direction where the carriage left. The family behind him did the same.

After leaving Wanyang Village, Mu Yingbao remembered something again and turned to look at the person sitting next to him.

"Don't worry, we've kept the person here." Xue Wenyu told her without waiting for her to ask.

"La, how do you know what I want to say?" Mu Yingbao asked in surprise. After being married to him for so long, have they actually reached such a tacit understanding?

He already knew what he wanted to say before he even said anything!

Xue Wenyu turned sideways, leaned against the car window, and stretched out his hand to twine her hair with his fingers; "If I can't guess what you are thinking, am I still qualified to be your husband?"

"Oh? So confident?" Mu Yingbao was amused by his expression.

Mu Yingbao closed her mouth and left the couch. "Well, since you are so confident, guess now, am I going to stand up? Or am I going to sit down?"

Then? This? This question is very tricky. From her posture, if she wants to stand up, she can sit down immediately.

Similarly, if she wanted to sit down, she could stand up immediately.

It's like someone has one foot inside the threshold and one foot outside, and is asked to guess whether he is planning to go in or out.

No matter which possibility you choose, it will be wrong.

Xue Wenyu looked at his wife's playful and smug look, and suddenly he had an idea. He stretched out his hand and took the person who seemed to be sitting or standing into his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and held her in his arms. "Then can you guess whether I, your husband, dare to make up for last night's midnight snack now?"

"That's right. It's quite appropriate to use your own method to treat others in their own way." Mu Yingbao laughed.

She wouldn't be so foolish as to really guess. Saying he doesn't dare? Then he might really do it!

"That's right. It's quite appropriate to use your own method to treat others in their own way." Mu Yingbao laughed.

She wouldn't be so foolish as to really guess. Saying he doesn't dare? Then he might really do it!

However, if he says he dares, he might say, since Yingbao, you said that your husband dares, then if your husband doesn't do it, wouldn't you be disappointed?

Even if what she said was right, she was the one who really suffered the loss!

He was the one who got the advantage anyway, so she wouldn't be fooled.

"Tell me, do I dare?" Xue Wenyu saw her intention and asked while holding back his laughter.

"Meh, why do I feel dizzy?" Mu Yingbao was at a loss. Looking at the fire in his eyes, she was really afraid that he would do something stupid and become possessed by the spirit of drama...