My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 520: Bo Leng Delivers Another Political Achievement to Si Mingjing 1
Bo Leng placed the bowl on the table and continued to attend to his official duties. He uttered no superfluous words, as if that bowl of medicine, even if it were poison, was a treat he would gladly accept.
Lou Manman said anxiously, "Husband..."
Bo Leng uttered only four words. His voice was not gentle but icy cold, yet the emotion in his tone was exceptionally genuine. "She’s my sister!"
"Uh, Husband, it’s not that I don’t trust the Queen, but shouldn’t we be cautious..."
"When the volcano erupted, I told my little sister to jump in with me. Unaware of the danger, she didn’t hesitate." Bo Leng spoke calmly. The Undersea World had no sunlight, so the lights remained on even during the day. The light fell on his chiseled profile, further accentuating his sharp, cold features. He added, "Trust is mutual!"
His little sister could trust him unreservedly, and he, in turn, trusted her completely.
If Si Mingjing heard this, she would definitely retort: Uh, Big Brother, the reason I leaped down without hesitation was because my son was inside the volcano!
For her son, she wouldn’t just jump through fire and flames, but even into the deepest of hells!
Lou Manman fell silent, staring at her husband’s strikingly handsome face under the light. She said, "Husband, if you trust the Queen, then I trust her too."
Lou Manman said to the butler, "Please go and send Professor Yan away."
The butler hesitated several times, his heart filled with worry, before heading to the entrance of the Prince Residence. He said to Professor Yan, who was looking around expectantly from inside the submersible, "Professor Yan, I’m sorry. Our Princess Consort said she isn’t receiving visitors. It would be best if you left."
Still worried, the butler then asked, "Professor Yan, is there a problem with the prescription? Did something go wrong with it? Our Prince drank all the decocted medicine. Won’t there be an issue? What should we do? Prince Bo Leng doesn’t listen to anyone—he would drink it even if it were poison."
What? Not let in?
Professor Yan, sitting in the submersible and peering around, asked, "Then who prescribed the medicine?"
Not being let in wasn’t an issue. After all, he wasn’t here to see Prince Bo Leng; he wanted to find his fellow Daoist!
When asked about the prescription, the butler grew even more anxious. He glanced around and then whispered, "It was the Queen."
"The Queen?"
Professor Yan was incredulous. "Are you sure it was the Queen?"
The butler fretted, "It’s precisely because the prescription was from the Queen that we daren’t question it, even if there’s an issue. Professor Yan, please tell us, is there a problem with this prescription? What are the side effects of taking it?"
Professor Yan glared at the butler. "There’s no problem with the prescription!"
Ah? The butler looked at Professor Yan. Is he wary of the Queen too?
Then, Professor Yan asked again, "Are you certain it was the Queen who prescribed it?"
The butler nodded.
Professor Yan immediately furrowed his brow. He had thought he might find a fellow Daoist, only to realize it was none other than the Queen herself! How could he possibly aspire to such a connection?
It was well-known that the Queen was skilled in traditional Chinese medicine; it seemed the rumors were not unfounded after all!
Seeing Professor Yan’s furrowed brow, the butler grew even more anxious. It seems the prescription really does have a problem, but even Professor Yan doesn’t dare to offend the Queen!
"Forget it, forget it. Since I’m not allowed in, I shouldn’t disturb them any longer."
Professor Yan left dejectedly, piloting the submersible away from the entrance of the Prince Residence.
After returning to the house, the butler relayed Professor Yan’s every action to Lou Manman and said, "Princess Consort, that prescription must have a problem. Please try to persuade the Prince."
Lou Manman thought for a moment, then said to the butler with a serious expression, "Although Professor Yan is a renowned expert in Western medicine, the Queen is also a proven goddess of traditional Chinese medicine. I have already investigated. She has successfully cured cancer and diabetes and is very famous in the Terrestrial World. Everyone has their specialty. Just because Professor Yan thinks there’s a problem doesn’t necessarily mean there truly is one."
"Princess Consort, do you really trust the Queen’s medical skills?"
"It’s not about trusting her; I trust A’Leng’s judgment."
Lou Manman trusted that her husband wouldn’t take his own health lightly and also believed in his judgment. It wasn’t Si Mingjing she trusted; it was Bo Leng.
The butler could only hold his tongue.
Ye Shen had been staying at the Prince Residence for a few days and was already bored; he wanted to return to Yecheng. He had just called his parents, only to learn they had already departed for Yecheng!
Although Ye Shen was a merman from the deep sea, he preferred living in the sunshine, lying on the beach each day to bask in the sun.
Ye Shen was sitting in the living room of the small Western-style building Bo Leng had set aside for them, legs crossed, scrolling through his phone. He asked Mo Yinhe, who sat beside him looking at documents, "Bro, did you really sign a cooperation agreement with Bo Leng to give him our technology?"
"It’s an exchange."
"I still feel like we’re getting the short end of the stick! Ours is heavyweight weaponry, but Shendu’s protective shield is just a defensive fortification."
Mo Yinhe ignored Ye Shen. He wouldn’t tell him the real reason: Bo Leng had kept many videos of Bo Fengyin growing up.
"Bro, when are we heading home? I miss the sunrise, the sunset, the sea breeze... I miss so much! Actually, there’s a pile of state affairs at home waiting for you. Do you really plan to stay on the Mu Continent as an idle Empress? A man should prioritize his career."
Si Mingjing walked out of the bathroom. Hearing Ye Shen’s words, she thought he had a point. Mo Yinhe had been accompanying her for several days, and he was indeed very busy.
She walked up behind Mo Yinhe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and rested her forehead on his shoulder. "Why don’t you return to Yecheng tomorrow?" she said. "I might need to stay here for about half a month to cure my big brother’s stomach ailment before I can leave. You can’t stay with me for that long."
Ye Shen nodded vigorously. "Bro, are we going back to Yecheng tomorrow?"
Mo Yinhe pulled Si Mingjing onto his lap, holding her close. He wanted to take her with him but knew it wasn’t realistic.
"I won’t feel at ease with you staying here alone."
"I’ll be fine. I’m at my own big brother’s home."
Mo Yinhe was worried about Bai Chuanfeng. She was now the Matriarch of the Mu Continent—not someone to be trifled with—and also ruthless and inhumane. In her quest for vengeance against Bai Qingshui, she was capable of disregarding the safety of all Shendu’s citizens. As long as this woman remained a threat, he couldn’t rest easy leaving Si Mingjing on the Mu Continent.
Mo Yinhe tightened his arms, wishing he could take her back to Yecheng to walk on the beaches under the setting sun each day, just as Ye Shen had described.
Si Mingjing reassured him repeatedly, "I’m really fine. Since I came to Earth, when have I ever lost out to anyone?"
Mo Yinhe laughed, pinching her nose. "Caution is the parent of safety!"
He knew his baby was smart and capable. Mo Yinhe was very proud.
He had married a treasure.
However, Mo Yinhe’s magnetic voice, tinged with complaint, said, "During our first marriage, there was no honeymoon. Now, with our second, still no honeymoon."
PFFT! Second marriage—his brother sure had a way with words. Ye Shen, who was drinking a beverage, nearly spat it out.
Anger tinged Mo Yinhe’s voice. "The plan was that after you ascended the throne, we would take the children on a proper vacation to make up for the honeymoon I never gave you during our first marriage. But because of the volcanic eruption, all our plans were thrown into chaos!"
