My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 650 The Third Eye 1

So, Atlantis has them, Mu Continent also has them, but Gendaya Country doesn’t?

If these two men started a war for Si Mingjing, with tens of thousands of missiles raining down, the entire Gendaya Country would be blown to smithereens!

The Queen of Gendaya’s back was drenched in cold sweat.

Even Qu Liushang’s facial muscles tensed as he stared at Mo Yinhe and Bo Leng, wondering how credible their claim of tens of thousands of missiles was.

Qu Liushang thought there couldn’t be that many.

These two were clearly working together, trying to intimidate Father.

But both men were ruthless and definitely the type to follow through on their threats. Even if Father doubted their claim, he wouldn’t dare gamble with the entire nation.

Realizing this, Qu Liushang was pleased. If the Queen of Gendaya disappeared in this power struggle, it would be a good thing for him, not a bad one.

Qu Liushang covertly observed his father’s expression and indeed saw the King of Gendaya weighing the pros and cons, his face grim.

The King of Gendaya dared not gamble. In the face of absolute power, his former supremacy had crumbled like a paper tiger.

The King of Gendaya desperately wanted to send troops to hack Mo Yinhe and Bo Leng to pieces, but he could only fantasize about it. If he touched them now, their countries would retaliate ferociously. If the two massive Undersea Empires joined forces against Gendaya, Lemuria would undoubtedly stand by and watch. He had no external support.

The King of Gendaya’s face shifted through a spectrum of colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—as he weighed his options for a long time. Finally, he said suddenly, "Your Majesty, to be honest, my queen... upon hearing of Gaoyang’s death, she felt immense guilt for failing to raise her son well. Unable to face the citizens of Gendaya, she has followed Gaoyang and passed away—she has ’ascended to the heavens.’"

Si Mingjing raised her phoenix-like eyes. "Ascended to the heavens?"

"Yes!" The King of Gendaya’s voice was firm and decisive.

Even if she hadn’t ’ascended to the heavens’ yet, she would soon enough!

The King of Gendaya would absolutely not hand over his queen to Si Mingjing for punishment. Where would that leave his royal dignity, or the dignity of the entire Gendaya Country?

However, he had to give Si Mingjing an explanation, so having the Queen of Gendaya take her own life and ’ascend to the heavens’ was the best choice.

Si Mingjing’s expression turned sorrowful. "Your Majesty, please accept my condolences. I had only intended for the Queen of Gendaya to apologize to me, and I would have let the matter rest. I never expected she would... Alas, the Queen of Gendaya and I, you could say we got to know each other through conflict. It seems... Husband, we should stay for her funeral and see her off."

Mo Yinhe also wore a sorrowful expression. He said to the King of Gendaya, "Your Majesty, my condolences."

Then, he said to Si Mingjing, "We should indeed stay for the funeral. We mustn’t neglect proper etiquette."

Watching them play off each other, the King of Gendaya struggled to restrain the urge to order their immediate execution!

The King of Gendaya turned his head to Qu Liushang. "Liushang, stay and accompany our guests. I... we were husband and wife, after all. I’m feeling rather distraught right now. I need to go back and see to the Queen of Gendaya’s funeral arrangements."

Qu Liushang bowed. "Yes, Father."

With the Queen of Gendaya now ’deceased,’ the evening’s banquet could no longer be lively. Qu Liushang had just seen his father, the King, off when he ended the banquet, and the entire nation was plunged into mourning.

Qu Liushang offered to arrange accommodations for Mo Yinhe and the others, but Mo Yinhe declined. They chose to stay inside their saucer-shaped aircraft.

The aircraft had a living room, kitchen, and bedrooms, much like a mobile castle.

Only on their own territory did Mo Yinhe feel secure; otherwise, if the King of Gendaya lost his mind, he might have them all killed...

Even Ye Shen and Yan Mu checked out of the state guest hotel and moved to Mo Yinhe’s saucer-shaped aircraft, seeking rooms there to ensure their safety.

That night, Ye Nianbai developed a fever.

He had been fine after returning from the banquet. Si Mingjing had given him a bath, and afterward, as he lay in bed, she was telling him bedtime stories. Unexpectedly, not long after the little boy closed his eyes, his body began to grow hot.

Mo Yinhe emerged from the shower and saw Si Mingjing taking Ye Nianbai’s pulse.

Drying his hair with a towel, he walked to the bedside. "What’s wrong?"

Si Mingjing frowned. "He’s running a fever, but there’s nothing physically wrong with him. It must be from firing that gun today. He acted tough on the surface, but he was scared deep down. Now that he’s asleep, it’s manifesting. This child said he would protect me from the very first time we met. He’s so brave, so heartwarming."

Mo Yinhe relaxed. "I’ll go buy some fever medicine."

Si Mingjing shook her head. She didn’t recommend giving a child fever medicine at the first sign of a temperature, especially since Xiaobai’s fever was physiological, not pathological.

Si Mingjing said, "Let’s observe him for a while. Have someone buy a box of cooling patches."

Mo Yinhe called Fengjue, asking him to buy cooling patches. Twenty minutes later, Fengjue knocked on the bedroom door, cooling patches in hand. "Your Excellency."

Mo Yinhe went out and took the cooling patches from Fengjue. He then noticed Bo Leng standing at the door, dressed in a black sleep robe, his face stern. "Who has a fever?"

"It’s Xiaobai," Mo Yinhe replied. "Mingjing said it’s due to shock."

Bo Leng, tall and elegant, softened his expression slightly but said nothing more before returning to his room.

After Mo Yinhe returned to the room, he opened the package of cooling patches, took one out, and applied it to his son’s small, round forehead before lying down.

He stretched out his arms, pulling his wife and child into his embrace. "Everything’s going to be okay," he said. "Xiaobai is very resilient. You sleep; I’ll watch over you both."

How could Si Mingjing possibly sleep with such worries? Recalling the first time she met Xiaobai, she told Mo Yinhe, "The first time I saw him, his little leg was hurting so much he was crying and trembling all over. Yet, he proudly told his grandmother that it didn’t hurt at all, swearing that if he was lying, he’d never be able to marry. And he also said..."

Remembering what else Xiaobai had said, Si Mingjing couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Mo Yinhe waited for her to continue. "What else did he say?"

"Xiaobai also said that men who can’t get a wife aren’t real men, so Dad wasn’t a real man. But *he*, this young master, absolutely wouldn’t let the lower beam be crooked just because the upper beam wasn’t straight!"

PFFT. Mo Yinhe couldn’t suppress a smile. He muttered, "This little rascal. He’s always asking for a spanking."

Si Mingjing glared at him. "You dare spank my son. Just try it."

Mo Yinhe broke out in a metaphorical cold sweat. Lying on his side, propped up on an elbow, he gently pinched her nose. "When have I ever spanked him? It’s all talk. Ask Xiaobai if I’ve ever laid a hand on him, from when he was little until now. If anything, it’s this kid who’s often disrespectful."

Si Mingjing laughed. "That’s more like it."

Just then, a drowsy Xiaobai suddenly stretched out his small arms to hug Si Mingjing’s neck. Snuggling close, smelling sweetly of milk, he mumbled in his sleep, "Jingjing, don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you... Jingjing, quick, hide behind me!"