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

When he thought of this cruel question, Mu Yingbao felt like a deflated balloon, he felt powerless and collapsed to the ground.

It turns out that being grounded isn’t the worst!

Nanzhu, who was crying sadly, heard a noise beside her. She moved her hand away and saw the person sitting next to her.

Seeing her distraught look, Nanzhu thought, wasn't she just comforting me? What happened? After a moment of shock, Nanzhu simply sat on the ground and cried unrestrainedly.

Anyway, this yard is remote and there are only two gatekeepers outside. You can cry as much as you want without causing any trouble.

Besides, the Marquis and his wife are already terrified, so how could they care about such a small matter?

The two girls in the room, one cried more and more sadly, the other one thought more and more depressed, was it that all the low-key and forbearing she had endured in the past few years was in vain? Was her life going to be ruined here?

It soon became dark. Nanzhu had almost finished crying. She stood up and wiped her tears with her sleeve. She was about to leave, but when she saw the man still sitting on the ground in silence, she couldn't bear it and found a tinder to light the candle in the house.

Nanzhu cried for a while, but she was still worried about her master, but she was not as upset as before. She wanted to say something to the person on the ground, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she didn't know what to say.

Because she knew that this woman was not like this because she was worried about the prince, but because she was afraid that she would be implicated.

But who can be blamed for this? She was the one who married in to replace someone else!

Therefore, Nanzhu did not sympathize with this person.

Nanzhu had been gone for a long time before Mu Yingbao came to her senses. She looked around and saw that she was alone in the room again, with the door closed.

I struggled to get up, and my palm suddenly felt a sharp pain. I raised my hand and saw that I had pressed on a small piece of broken bowl when I was trying to get up.

Damn, I am so unlucky, is this what they call "when it rains it pours"? Mu Yingbao muttered as he stood up and scooped up some water to wash his hands. Fortunately, the wound was not big, so he found a clean handkerchief to wrap it up.

She had no appetite for dinner.

If things go wrong, you will lose your head along with that prince. What else can you eat?

Mu Yingbao lay down on the bed, too lazy to take off his shoes. It was uncertain whether he could survive, so why bother with so many details?

Mu Yingbao shuddered when he thought of what he had seen on TV, where a man was kneeling on the ground in prison clothes, tied up with ropes, with a sign with the word "beheaded" written on it stuck behind his neck, and a burly executioner with a big belly, a beard, a big knife in his hand and a ferocious look standing next to him.

There is a scar as big as a bowl on the head, but many years later you can become a hero again. It sounds so heroic, but it’s scary to think about it happening to yourself.

No, Mu Yingbao felt that she couldn't just sit there and wait for death, she had to save herself.

Thinking of this, she stood up, walked to the window, looked, then turned back to find a pair of scissors and started prying the window.

In ancient times, windows were all made of wood, and a strong man could kick them open with one foot. But she couldn't do that, and even if she could, she wouldn't dare to do that. It would make too much noise, and even if she did, she wouldn't be able to get far.

So, just take your time and be patient.

She had a good idea. After she opened the window, she left immediately. As for the dowry in the yard, she definitely didn't think of taking any with her this time. No matter how important money is, it's useless if you don't have the life to spend it!

Anyway, I have the 12,000 taels of silver I squeezed from the wife of the prefect of the Mu family on me, so what is there to be afraid of!

After much difficulty, the nailed window was finally opened. Before Mu Yingbao could even smile, she was frightened by someone who suddenly appeared outside the window.

"Madam, what are you planning to do?" The person outside the window couldn't see his face clearly, but he could hear what he said clearly.

"What, what are you doing? I just want to get some fresh air. But you, who are you and what are you doing here in the dark? Are you a thief or something? Don't you know that scaring others can kill them?" Mu Yingbao's heart was still beating fast due to the fright, and he asked angrily.

"I, along with the two in the yard, are responsible for protecting the lady's safety." The person outside the window said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What? Have you been here all the time?" Mu Yingbao asked in disbelief.

God knows, there was someone outside the back window of the bedroom! Did that bastard prince know that I would escape?

"Well, if ma'am doesn't have any instructions, you should go to bed early. Although it's summer, the wind is still a bit cold at night." After the man said this, he reached out and closed the broken window again.

Mu Yingbao stood there in a daze. Did he work in vain? What happened to the promise that there would always be a way out? What was going on?

She threw the scissors in her hand towards the window in annoyance. With a snap, the scissors stuck on the window frame, trembled a few times, and fell to the ground again.

"Hey, big brother, let's talk about this. Your prince has been sent to prison and it's unlikely he'll get out. How about this, I'll give you one thousand taels of silver, and you'll help me get out, okay? Don't worry, no one cares about what's going on in the Marquis' Mansion right now." Mu Yingbao tried to talk to the person outside the window.

But why didn't you respond? Need to think about it? That's right!

She waited patiently, and was mentally prepared that if the other party relented and wanted to raise the price, she would agree. Even if he asked for an exorbitant price, as long as she could leave here, she would be happy.

If I have the ability to earn ten thousand taels, I will definitely have the opportunity to earn more money in the future. What's more, I still have a set of superb medical skills that I haven't used yet!

At worst, you can apply to be a cook in a wealthy family. That way you won’t starve to death.

I've been waiting for a long time, but there's still no movement outside the window.

Did the person leave? Didn't he hear what she just said? Mu Yingbao curiously opened the window again, only to see that the person was still standing there, not leaving at all, the difference was that he was now facing away from the window.

"Brother? How is it? You have a family too, right? I wonder if your eldest son is convicted of treason, not only will the Xue family be exterminated, but everyone working in the mansion will also be doomed.

You, don't you think about your family? One thousand taels is too little, so why don't you name your own price?" Mu Yingbao continued unwillingly, not believing that the prince's men were all loyal.

Besides, what if the trick succeeds?

Having said this, the other party not only did not respond, but instead reached out and closed the window again.

Oh my god, how come I run into someone so stubborn? Mu Yingbao looked at the closed window in front of him, feeling helpless. He had said so much, but the other party was not interested at all.

Mu Yingbao's shoulders drooped weakly as he moved to the bedside. "You blockhead, just wait. If your master comes back safe and sound, I will tell him that you were restless and tried to molest me by prying open the window.

Humph, I'll leave you speechless, let's see whether your master believes you or me."

She was actually just venting her feelings when she said this. But as soon as she lay back on the bed, she heard knocking sounds outside the window. It turned out that the guy had nailed the window shut again overnight.

Mu Yingbao on the bed was a little desperate. What should he do? It seemed that there was no hope of escaping. Was he just going to wait for death?