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

"It should be possible, as long as you don't mind your younger brothers and sisters getting in the way and causing trouble." Mu Yingbao responded without even thinking.

The old man and Xue Wenyu looked at each other. In fact, even if something really happened at this time next year and she had to leave the capital, as long as she didn't want to leave, she didn't have to leave.

There is nothing that cannot be accomplished when the family works together.

"Son, you want to build a snowman? That's not easy. It's going to snow heavily in the Sitianjian these days. Then we can build one together." Mu Yingbao would do everything possible to satisfy her son's hobbies.

Everyone has only one childhood, and it is impossible to make up for it later. She may not be able to give Brother Hui a perfect childhood, but she can try her best to leave fewer regrets.

In fact, when the child asked that question just now, she understood the way her husband and the old man looked at her.

The reason why she immediately gave the child a positive response was because she had promised the child that she would stay with him for a few more years. Therefore, no matter what happened in the next few years, she would not leave Brother Hui.

I won’t leave Brother Hui, who is of this age, alone in Beijing to face everything on his own.

From the time Brother Hui ascended the throne to now, facts have proven that he has the ability to be an emperor and he has done a very good job, but that does not mean that he can be truly independent.

Mu Yingbao couldn't do it, he couldn't bear to do it.

So what if he is not my biological son? He treats me as his biological mother and I treat him as my biological son.

Hearing his mother say this, Hui was so excited that he shook his head and didn't forget to pant to his father. What do you think? The person my mother loves most is me, her son!

I'm making a snowman. Father, do you think that's a kid's game? Then you can only watch from the sidelines. Meow, there are still seven days of annual leave. Huh!

After a whole year, he finally has the chance to stay with his mother all day. If Brother Hui wants to be selfish for once, he can't do that at night because he has to take up the whole day anyway.

At this moment, Xue Wenyu had not thought about what the remaining seven days of New Year holiday meant to him. He just felt that Brother Hui's expression was a bit strange when he looked at him, but he did not take it to heart. All his attention was on his wife. During the New Year, his wife was the busiest, and she was busy directing her subordinates to prepare delicious food all day long.

Every time at this time, Xue Wenyu would have an illusion that his wife was not a doctor who saved lives, but a reincarnation of the God of Food.

Take the people below for example. In the past, they were cautious in doing things because they were afraid of making mistakes and being kicked out.

And now, Xue Wenyu dared to swear on his ancestors that these guys are now more active and careful in everything they do. There is only one reason for this, that is, they are afraid of doing something wrong and being driven away, and never being able to eat so many delicious foods again.

If they were driven away and moved to another place and changed their master, they would just have to do their job well. The worst that could happen was that the new master was difficult to serve. But now it was different. They were not sure whether the food in the Yangxin Palace was the only one in the world, but they were sure that it was definitely the only one in Yan State.

The key point is, no matter where you work, no matter how well or how dedicated you are, you will never get the same treatment as in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

No matter how generous a master is to his subordinates, how could he be so generous as to have a dinner party from time to time, and the food would be exactly the same as that of the masters?

So, we absolutely cannot leave here, and we absolutely cannot give our master the opportunity to drive them away.

The New Year's Eve dinner ended after half an hour, but everyone was still busy. After clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, someone added smokeless fruit charcoal to the charcoal basins under each table, and the people on the table changed their food.

Plates of nuts, fruits, candies, and cakes were served. The most eye-catching thing was the bowl of pitch-black frozen pears soaked in cold water on each table.

It may look ugly, but after standing on the charcoal fire pot and eating a lot of fish and meat, taking a bite, the cold sweet pear juice is so refreshing.

On the temporary stage in front, people in the Yangxin Palace began to draw lots to perform their talents. It didn't have to be music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, but sword dancing and boxing were all fine.

If you can't do these yet, push-ups and somersaults will also work.

It's not that we can't afford a troupe of actors, but just to be on the safe side, we want to have some fun among ourselves, have some fun and be happy.

Last year during the Spring Festival, Xue Wenyu was away fighting, and the family couldn't be together, so they didn't have the energy to organize any activities to liven up the party.

This year is different, of course we have to warm up the engine.

Mu Yingbao was feeling clumsy now and couldn't stay up all night with everyone, so he went back to his room to rest.

p; His wife was about to go back to the house. No matter how lively it was outside, Xue Wenyu had no interest in watching. His wife was the most important.

The couple's departure did not affect the mood of others at all, but made them feel more relaxed.

The door was closed, but it couldn't stop the noise outside.

Xue Wenyu paused for a moment, hesitating.

"It's okay. Tonight needs to be lively, otherwise I won't be able to sleep." Mu Yingbao saw what her man wanted to do and spoke quickly.

Xue Wenyu came forward, hugged his wife and sat down in front of the dressing table, took off his pearl hairpins, and untied his hair.

Mu Yingbao stroked her towering belly and looked at the man in the diamond-shaped mirror who was carefully combing her hair. She felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

The man sensed something, put down the comb, hugged his wife from behind, and looked into the mirror: "How about this husband, are you satisfied with him?"

"It's so-so, not bad." Mu Yingbao leaned against him and said.

Dark? "What do you mean by sloppy? It's OK, it's OK?" "Has your husband done anything inappropriate? If it's bad, tell me and I will correct it." Xue Wenyu gently turned her towards him and squatted in front of her and asked. It's not okay if he can't meet the perfect standard in his wife's mind. Seeing that his joke was taken seriously by him, Mu Yingbao wanted to laugh, but he was worried. After the two of them sincerely accepted each other, he really tried very hard to be a good husband. Many of the things he did for her were not acceptable to people in this dynasty, but he did it.

She reached out and gently held his handsome face: "Xue Wenyu, there is no perfect person in this world, but in my heart, you are more than perfect.

I am really very satisfied now. I have not lived in vain and have not been a woman in vain. I am very happy. "

After hearing what his wife said, the squatting man's eyes brightened: "So in your heart, you think so highly of me."

"You can't be proud." Mu Yingbao said with a smile.

Xue Wenyu stood up and gently carried her to the couch, squatting in front of her again: "Don't worry, I will only do better, I will never let you down, and I will never make you regret marrying me.

Yingbao, although you look very happy and content, I know you have regrets in your heart. First, you can't see your family in your hometown, and second, Brother Hui won't be by your side in the future.

You don't need to hide your unhappiness or discomfort when you are with me. Didn't you say that husband and wife are one body and should share joy, anger, sorrow and happiness? "He knew that since she didn't mention it on this New Year's Eve, it would be better for him to pretend to be confused, but he couldn't do it. He didn't want her to keep her unhappiness in her heart. Even though he was not a doctor, he knew that people's hearts were always depressed and it was not good for their health. Mu Yingbao didn't expect that she thought she had concealed it well, but he still noticed it.

"Xue Wenyu, I miss home, my parents, and my grandparents. If I were still alive, our family would make dumplings and watch the Spring Festival Gala after dinner tonight.

But I can never go back. I have you and Brother Hui, and my grandfather and his family, but I am their only child. On New Year's Eve, they must be very sad and miss me very much. Birdsong.

Brother Hui is not my son, but he has called me mother for several years. I have long regarded him as my own son. I don’t want to be separated from him. I want to watch him grow up, get married, have children, and grow up. “She threw herself into her husband’s arms, unable to hold back any longer.

Xue Wenyu's original intention was to let his wife vent out the blockage in her heart, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Listening to her crying, Xue Wenyu, a tall and strong man, felt his eyes getting hot, his nose getting sore, and tears actually flowed down.

"Yingbao, I heard from you that I can't let you go back to your hometown to reunite with your family, but if you don't want to be separated from Brother Hui, I can do it...

"Xue Wenyu, I miss home, my parents, and my grandparents. If I were still alive, our family would make dumplings and watch the Spring Festival Gala after dinner tonight.

But I can never go back. I have you and Brother Hui, and my grandfather and his family, but I am their only child. On New Year's Eve, they must be very sad and miss me very much. Birdsong.

Brother Hui is not my son, but he has called me mother for several years. I have long regarded him as my own son. I don’t want to be separated from him. I want to watch him grow up, get married, have children, and grow up. “She threw herself into her husband’s arms, unable to hold back any longer.

Xue Wenyu's original intention was to let his wife vent out the blockage in her heart, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Listening to her crying, Xue Wenyu, a tall and strong man, felt his eyes getting hot, his nose getting sore, and tears actually flowed down.

"Yingbao, I heard from you that I can't let you go back to your hometown to reunite with your family, but if you don't want to be separated from Brother Hui, I can do it...