Si Mingjing chuckled indifferently over the phone. "I already have three brothers in the Mu Continent. Do I really need an additional flourish to be able to strut around?"
Upon hearing her words, Sheng Liuyun almost burst into tears with excitent.
"Little sister, you’ve finally acknowledged as your brother!"
Little did he know, Si Mingjing hadn’t finished speaking. "Si Lisao claims he’s my blood brother! Yun Yin is my elder brother! Gu Shurong says I’m his little sister! If the weight of these three people isn’t enough for to strut around the Mu Continent, then having any more honorary brothers would be pointless."
Sheng Liuyun wished he could leap through the phone, stand in front of Si Mingjing, and emphasize over and over again, "I’m also your brother! Little sister! I’m your blood brother!"
Si Mingjing never quite understood why all these people claid to be her brother.
Taking advantage of Sheng Liuyun’s emotional outburst, Si Mingjing tried to fish for more information.
"Oh...?"
She made a languid sound of confusion. "My last na is Bai and yours is Sheng. How could you be my blood brother?"
Sheng Liuyun’s voice was clear. "Little sister! You were rely reborn through nirvana into a mber of the Bai Family! At most, it was just a surrogacy! We of the Dragon Clan possess immortal bodies. Even if we found different families to act as surrogates, it doesn’t change the fact that we’re blood-related! Rember, I’ll always be your blood brother!"
Si Mingjing was slightly surprised, a hint of clarity rippling in her eyes as she smiled. It was like receiving enlightennt.
So, Yun Yin, Gu Shurong, and Si Lisao were all blood brothers who had found surrogates and been reborn through nirvana?
"Little sister, I really am your blood brother... BEEP BEEP... BEEP BEEP... Hello? Hello?"
Damn it, his little sister actually hung up on him? Sheng Liuyun felt another stab to the heart!
Si Mingjing continued packing her luggage. She was taking very little with her since she didn’t plan to stay long—just a few sets of clothes and her dical kit, which she always brought with her wherever she went. It might co in handy, after all.
After packing, she walked onto the terrace, gazing at Little Liyu in the fish tank. Should I return it to its original owner? she wondered.
"Little Cutie, your owner is looking for you. Do you want to go back to the Mu Continent?"
She asked casually, not expecting Little Liyu in the fish tank to nod so vigorously.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Mommy, this fishy wants to go back and keep accumulating good deeds! Take this fishy back, Mommy!"
"You ungrateful little fish!" Si Mingjing muttered to herself. She grabbed a small fishbowl, scooped Little Liyu out of its tank, and placed it inside the bowl.
"WUWUWU! Mommy, this fishy isn’t ungrateful!" Little Xiangru cried, looking downcast and a little aggrieved.
After Si Mingjing finished packing, she held the small fishbowl and carried her suitcase downstairs. There, she saw Mo Yinhe scolding a chubby child at the doorway.
The chubby child was on the verge of crying.
"What’s wrong?" she paused.
"Mommy, this baby also wants to go back to the Mu Continent! This baby hasn’t seen my big brother in so, so, so long! My big brother must be starving and thin by now, how pitiful~~"
"You are not allowed to go."
Even Si Mingjing disagreed with the child going. The chubby child puffed up with anger, but neither Mo Yinhe nor Si Mingjing were moved.
Mo Yinhe took Si Mingjing’s dical kit and slung it over his right shoulder. He then hefted her suitcase with his right hand and held her hand with his left, speaking as they walked, "I’ve arranged for Fengjue to accompany you and take your orders."
"Mhm," Si Mingjing promised repeatedly. "I will definitely co back in a month."
Mo Yinhe had no confidence in her promise. His face darkened as he warned, "If you’re not back in a month, I’ll break your legs!"
A hint of amusent flickered through Si Mingjing’s eyes; in the sunlight, she looked radiant and captivating.
Clutching her hand tightly, Mo Yinhe said, "A month from now is Xiaobai’s birthday. You better think carefully about what you do!"
"Ah? Really?"
"Why would I lie to you? You don’t even know when your own son was born! It’s the 8th of next month!"
Si Mingjing made a ntal note. "Before the 8th of next month, I will definitely rush back to celebrate Xiaobai’s birthday with him."
Mo Yinhe knew that Mingjing was especially fond of Xiaobai. The usefulness of a son is finally showing itself, he thought. He nodded in satisfaction. "Xiaobai hasn’t doted on you for nothing."
The two arrived at the helipad, where the Bai Family had already boarded the plane.
Mo Yinhe personally carried Si Mingjing’s luggage onto the plane and then gave Fengjue a few instructions, emphasizing, "Take this opportunity on your trip to the Mu Continent to find Ye Jingzhe for . Get that necklace he has."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Every ti the intelligence operatives went to the Mu Continent, they were closely watched by Si Lisao’s people. Accompanying the Crown Princess Consort this ti was a good opportunity for cover.
Fengjue brought more than a dozen guards, each carefully selected and capable of taking on a hundred foes, to establish a deeper intelligence network. Fengjue had a heavy burden to shoulder.
Before Mo Yinhe left the plane, his gaze locked intensely onto Si Mingjing, making her scalp tingle.
Already fastened with her seatbelt, she imdiately unbuckled it, stood up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a deeply affectionate goodbye kiss.
Bai Qingshui, sitting in the back row, saw their reluctance to part. She rolled her eyes and thought bitterly, Flaunting your love like that? You’ll die young!
After Mo Yinhe left the plane, Bai Qingshui suddenly beca enthusiastic again. She took the initiative to sit next to Si Mingjing and put on an innocent façade.
"Sister, I apologize for the little unpleasantness between us in the past. Let’s bury the hatchet with a smile and let bygones be bygones, shall we? Please don’t hold a grudge against your little sister from now on, okay?"
"Sisters don’t hold grudges overnight, do they?" Si Mingjing smiled faintly, her long eyelashes concealing the cunning in her eyes, making it impossible to gauge her true feelings.
"Then, let’s just forget about our past issues. From now on, neither of us will bring them up again, okay?" Bai Qingshui said, enthusiastic and chatty, engaging Si Mingjing in light conversation for the whole trip.
Such unsolicited attention usually ans they’re up to no good, Si Mingjing thought, calmly dealing with her.
The two chatted and laughed, and sohow the topic drifted to Ye Siyuan.
"Sister, there’s a rumor that Crown Prince Lisao proposed to Ye Siyuan. That’s not true, is it?"
Si Mingjing recalled the fleeting hostility Bai Qingshui had shown toward Ye Siyuan when they disembarked the day before, and a thought suddenly struck her. Could she have a crush on the Crown Prince?
Si Mingjing glanced at her sideways, wanting to test her, and said with a smile, "Si Lisao did propose to Si Yuan, but Mo Yinhe disapproves. Si Lisao said that even if Mo Yinhe built a Great Wall between him and Si Yuan, he wouldn’t give up. He’ll fight for her to the end!"
"Impossible!" Bai Qingshui suddenly clenched her fists.
"Why impossible? Si Yuan is the honored Princess of Atlantis. With soone of Si Lisao’s status, who else but a princess is worthy of him? He said that in this lifeti, it has to be Si Yuan! To him, other won, even if they’re as beautiful as celestial fairies, are nothing but dirt!"
Bai Qingshui’s heart was in turmoil. This can’t be true! Crown Prince Lisao clearly looks down on Ye Siyuan, doesn’t he? He’s never shown any regard for Ye Siyuan, so how could he possibly say sothing like ’in this lifeti, it must be Ye Siyuan’? Si Mingjing must be deceiving ! But I can’t calm down!
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