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

When he heard his mother's question, Hui Ge's first reaction was to blame himself. How could he be an emperor for so long but couldn't even hide his emotions?

"Mother." Brother Hui called softly as he came to Mu Yingbao's side, pulling her sleeve and shaking her gently.

"Tell me what's going on. Let's talk about it as a family." Mu Yingbao hurriedly held the child's hand and sat down.

Mu Yingbao was not actually nervous about what had happened. After all, when something happened, no matter how big or small, or how serious it was, there was always a way to solve it.

What she cares about is that the child is unhappy.

She couldn't bear it as long as Brother Hui frowned slightly.

I don't know how many times I almost blurted out, "Son, I don't want to be the emperor anymore. Whoever wants to be the emperor can do it!"

"Mother, today someone suggested that my son choose the queen. It's so annoying. My son is so young, he's still a child, why would he get married?" Brother Hui complained angrily.

Mu Yingbao frowned after hearing this. After Hui Ge ascended the throne, when a minister first proposed it, he made it clear that the selection of a queen would only be considered when the queen was over 18 years old.

At that time, although everyone felt that eighteen was still late, Brother Hui was very determined and not many ministers responded, so the situation remained quiet for a while.

After all, Brother Hui was indeed a little young at that time.

Now, he was firmly seated on the throne, domestic affairs were in order, and everything was moving in the direction of becoming a strong country. So, the issue of choosing a queen was brought up again.

"I think they are just bored. Son, what did you say today?" Mu Yingbao asked curiously. Is it still the same sentence that you must be 18 years old?

In fact, according to her thinking, getting married at the age of eighteen is still too early, at least twenty years old!

Brother Hui stood up after hearing this, and adjusted the dragon robe that he hadn't had time to change. He held it in front of him with one hand and behind his back with the other: "My son said that the king never jokes. After ascending the throne, he said that he would consider choosing a queen after he turned 18, so he must do it. Do you want me to be the one who doesn't keep my word? Then, those few were speechless."

At this point, Brother Hui looked at Mu Yingbao with a smile and asked, "How is it, mother? Your son's performance was good, right?"

Mu Yingbao gave Brother Hui a thumbs up in approval: "Of course, my son is very capable, how can he let them lead him by the nose."

As they were talking, Nanzhu came over and said that it was time to eat, and Hui brother hurried back to the house to change his robe.

Xue Wenyu supported his wife and walked towards the dining room, then turned to look at Hui's back.

During dinner, the whole family was talking and laughing, discussing how to celebrate the Spring Festival and what new year goods to prepare before the New Year.

"It's a pity that my uncle can't stay and celebrate the New Year with us." Brother Hui murmured with regret.

Mu Yingbao picked up a salt and pepper chicken wing for him and said, "Your uncle's parents and elders are still alive, so of course he would go back to show his filial piety and reunite with them. How could he stay and celebrate the New Year with us?"

"That's right, you're not someone who needs an uncle." Xue Wenyu said from the side.

Brother Hui naturally knew that his father was referring to the Fan family. He looked at his father helplessly, and when he turned to look at his mother, his face was full of grievance.

My grandfather and my eldest uncle Fan Weiting were both in the court, so I saw them almost every day. My grandmother, several other uncles, aunts, and Brother Hui also invited them to have dinner together.

But, I don't know why, Brother Hui also wants to get close to them, but he just can't

Although the Fan family is different from his father's Zhou family and has never done anything to hurt him, his father or his parents, of course, Brother Hui cannot hold on to the matter of Fan Ling'er, the youngest daughter of his third uncle.

After his identity was restored, the Fan family helped him wholeheartedly regardless of potential dangers.

But, it just doesn't work.

It was as if there was something invisible blocking the way between them, and they just couldn't feel close to anyone in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

Brother Hui himself had also thought about what was going on. His explanation to himself was that if he were not the emperor, his relationship with the Fan family might not be like this.

In the hearts and eyes of the Fan family, he is the emperor of Yan State.

This status of the emperor made it impossible for the Fan family to treat him as an ordinary grandson or nephew.

Every time they met, except for his grandfather and uncle, everyone else was very cautious and respectful to him. That feeling made Brother Hui feel very uncomfortable every time they met, and he wanted to end it early and leave. Sometimes Mu Yingbao would make food and send it to Fan Mansion in the name of Brother Hui.

Things would be sent over there, and they were still interacting with each other, but their relationship remained the same.

So, when he heard his father mention the Fan family, Brother Hui didn't know what to say.

My father knew all this, but he still said it on purpose! My father is so bad. He is about to become a father again, but why is he acting less and less like a father?

"Okay, okay, son, let's ignore him. We'll make double-skin milk for supper later, but there won't be any for him." Mu Yingbao naturally stood on the child's side as soon as he spoke.

After hearing her words, Brother Hui happily and proudly shook his head at his father, "Did you hear that? You have no chance to be a double-skin nurse."

"Haha, that's not necessarily true." Xue Wenyu responded disapprovingly.

The old man, sipping his wine, watched and listened with a smile.

He doesn't care whether his grandson-in-law gets a share of the double-skin milk or not, as long as he, an old man, gets a share.

After dinner, Xue Wenyu rarely took a walk with his wife, saying that he had something to go out for, and asked Nanzhu to accompany his wife.

After they walked away, he looked at Brother Hui and said, "Tell me, how do you shoot back?"

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Brother Hui sighed softly, knowing that his father was not someone who could be easily fooled. However, he did not intend to hide this matter from his father. Even if his father did not ask at this moment, he would find a chance to tell his father.

"What else could it be? It's just that you two go out to wander the streets whenever you want, and don't pay attention to your behavior. Others follow suit, and some people who have nothing better to do go to Brother Hui to give him advice." Brother Hui was organizing the appropriate words in his mind that would not cause his father's anger, but the old man spoke for him.

He had no intention of hiding it from his father. Even if his father didn't ask at the moment, he would find a chance to tell him.

"What else could it be? It's just that you two go out to wander the streets whenever you want, and don't pay attention to your behavior. Others follow suit, and some people who have nothing better to do go to Brother Hui to give him advice." Brother Hui was organizing the appropriate words in his mind that would not cause his father's anger, but the old man spoke for him.

"Did you say that in the court?" Xue Wenyu asked, his face immediately turning cold.

I haven't paid attention to what's going on in the court recently, otherwise, I wouldn't have to ask Brother Hui.

I wanted to step down from the throne and slap that guy in the face right on the spot.

Moreover, my father would not tolerate anyone saying anything bad about my mother. If this matter goes wrong, my father will definitely intervene and handle it personally...