Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Engagement Banquet 1

Si Mingjing subconsciously looked at Mo Yinhe, who held her in his embrace as they slept. She associated the coldness of his body with his current high fever.Could he be the one responsible for this?

Si Mingjing asked, "Have you found the killer?"

Yang Wanling also said, "The Crown Prince firmly accuses my fourth brother, claiming it was my fourth brother who personally threw him into the glacier. My fourth brother has been protesting his innocence all along. My fourth brother says he’s been asleep these past two days, in a deep slumber, and never went to the Antarctic. But my fourth brother still paid a visit to my father this afternoon and was even seen swaggering through the palace. Don’t you think his lie is too blatant?"

"So who exactly is the murderer?" Si Mingjing was curious.

Yang Wanling said, "It’s definitely my fourth brother. The day before yesterday, someone saw him leaving in a submarine, yet he insists he was sleeping at that time. He can’t even lie convincingly! Still, for daring to ambush the Crown Prince in his bid for the throne, I have to admit, I respect his nerve!"

Si Mingjing thought differently.

To avenge the refrigerated truck incident, Si Mingjing had thoroughly studied all the information Mo Yinhe had given her about the Gendaya royal family.

She knew this fourth prince was no fool.

On the contrary, the fourth prince was a man of considerable means and intellect. It seemed improbable that he would tell such an easily refutable lie.

Could it be possible that he genuinely believed he was asleep?

Recalling the story Ye Siyuan had told her a few days ago about her grandfather and maternal grandfather, Si Mingjing’s imagination ran wild.

Then it dawned on her—it was Mo Yinhe!

Could he, assuming the identity of Gendaya’s fourth prince, have attacked Qu Gaoyang to avenge her?

Yang Wanling then asked, "Miss Si, can my father’s illness be completely cured? The medicine you gave me is almost gone. Could you send me another bottle?"

Yang Wanling had been sent to Gendaya by Qu Liushang over half a month ago. With the medicine she possessed, she had successfully managed to stay by her father’s side.

She reported her father’s diet, daily activities, and medical condition to Si Mingjing every day, never missing one.

What Yang Wanling desired most was for Si Mingjing to cure her father’s illness completely.

This way, Yang Wanling hoped to win her father’s affection.

A cunning light flickered in Si Mingjing’s eyes.

"There’s no more medicine," she said. "If it runs out, tell your father that if he wants his migraines cured, he should come find me!"

She had already figured out the cause of the King of Gendaya’s migraines, and curing them wouldn’t be difficult.

However, since Mo Yinhe had already avenged her—and without mobilizing the nation’s army—whether or not she treated the King of Gendaya would depend on her mood. Or perhaps the King would have to pay a different price.

"Really? That’s great!"

Yang Wanling was overjoyed. She thought that if her father’s migraines improved, he would surely dote on her.

Si Mingjing hung up the phone.

Outside, wind and rain raged, but her heart felt warm.

She didn’t even feel repulsed by Mo Yinhe holding her so tightly. Instead, she wanted to drive away his icy chill.

Due to the fever, his body alternated between hot and cold.

The crystalline Coral Horns on Si Mingjing’s head suddenly emerged; she wanted to transfer her warmth to him.

He held her so tightly she couldn’t pry his hands open, making it impossible for him to grasp her Little Dragon Horns and absorb warmth through his palms.

So Si Mingjing unbuttoned his pajamas, baring his chest. Then, she pressed her entire face snugly against him, positioning her two Little Dragon Horns directly over his heart.

A steady stream of warmth flowed from the crystal-clear Little Dragon Horns on her head into Mo Yinhe’s heart.

In his sleep, Mo Yinhe, who felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, sensed a warm current. It was like thermal spring water channeled from a high mountain, suffusing his entire being with warmth.

「The following morning, Mo Yinhe awoke.」

He looked down and saw Si Mingjing asleep, her face pressed against his chest, the two adorable Little Dragon Horns atop her head.

He guessed what she had done last night.

"So concerned about me, are you?" Mo Yinhe murmured to himself.

In her sleep, the corners of her lips tilted upwards, like a crescent moon.

Smiling so sweetly even in her sleep?

Mo Yinhe then knew she truly didn’t mind sleeping with him.

She’s just stubborn with her words.

Mo Yinhe gathered her fully into his arms to kiss that stubborn, insincere mouth of hers.

How late did she stay up taking care of me last night?

She didn’t even wake up when he kissed her like this.

Mo Yinhe felt a surge of tenderness for her and refrained from any further actions, not wanting to disturb her sleep.

After getting out of bed, he carefully tucked the covers around her.

Today was the joyous occasion of Ye Shen’s engagement. Mo Yinhe needed to greet guests, so he left after getting dressed.

He instructed the butler, "Before she wakes, no one is to enter the room to clean and disturb her sweet dreams. When she awakens, prepare a cup of osmanthus honey water for her immediately."

"Understood, Crown Prince," the butler replied, a genuine smile on his face.

Mo Yinhe glanced at the butler. "What are you smiling at?"

"Crown Prince, this old servant is truly happy that you’re willing to start a new relationship," the butler said earnestly.

He had no intention of starting a new relationship. In his heart, there was only his treasure.

"Take good care of her."

Without further explanation, Mo Yinhe strode away.

「When Si Mingjing woke up, it was already one in the afternoon.」

Outside, the sea was azure and the sky clear—a stark contrast to the previous night’s storm that had battered the palace.

After freshening up, she went outside and stood on the lawn. The vibrant green grass was remarkably invigorating.

"Crown Princess Consort, you’re awake?" The butler approached with a cup of honey water, his demeanor both respectful and enthusiastic. "What would you like for breakfast this morning?"

Si Mingjing took the cup of honey water from the butler.

She took a sip and found it delicious. After another, she listed a few items she wanted for her meal.

The butler went to prepare them.

Si Mingjing stretched outdoors for a bit. When she returned inside, a table laden with a sumptuous and appetizing meal was already set.

As she ate, Si Mingjing asked, "Where is your Crown Prince?"

"Today is the joyous occasion of the Third Prince’s engagement. The Crown Prince has gone to receive the guests," replied the butler.

"Hmm. Go and bring Fengjue to me," she said.

She wanted to ask if Mo Yinhe was truly the one behind Qu Gaoyang’s attack.

The butler nodded and left.

Just as she was finishing her meal, Fengjue hurried in.

"Crown Princess Consort, you sent for me?"

Si Mingjing pressed her forehead. "Why are you calling me that too? Can’t you just call me Miss Si?"

Because you *are* the Crown Princess Consort!

"Crown Princess Consort," Fengjue said, his expression pained, "His Excellency has established a rule in the palace. From now on, you must be addressed as Crown Princess Consort. Anyone who uses the wrong title risks losing their job."

That Mo Yinhe!

"Tell me, where has Mo Yinhe been these past few days?"

"His Excellency traveled to the Mu Continent. He paid a special visit to Prince Sheng’s residence to offer a modest gift of thanks for Prince Sheng’s excellent care of Liangliang," Fengjue replied.

Fengjue hid nothing from Si Mingjing, answering every question put to him.

Si Mingjing’s eyes narrowed slightly. "And how has Mo Yinhe’s sleep been recently? Did he, by any chance, sleep for an entire day and night at some point?"

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