Si Mingjing looked up and assessed Prince Lu carefully.
Prince Lu was charming and debonair, with a handso visage and a tall, well-built physique at 1.8 ters—truly a rare beauty, a delight to the eye. Even having grown accustod to Mo Yinhe’s spectacular beauty, Si Mingjing was still attracted to the exquisite features of Prince Lu before her.
However, if her grandmother called him Prince Lu, could he also be from the Dragon Clan? Hadn’t Sheng Liuyun said that all of the Dragon Clan were reborn through others? Could it be that Prince Lu was also born to the Lu Family by this thod? Seeing how eager he was to take her as his sister, could he possibly be another one of her brothers?
Si Mingjing’s lips tightened slightly as a new clarity dawned in her mind.
"My dear sister, please give back my little treasure. Thank you for bringing my little one all the way back. I’ve prepared a banquet at ho and I’m inviting you to attend tonight. I hope you can grace us with your presence," Prince Lu said.
Lu Jinyi pushed aside the obstructive Fengjue, trying to snatch Little Xiangru from his dear sister’s embrace.
Yet, Si Mingjing suddenly hugged the small fishbowl tighter and stepped back, her smile as gentle as a spring breeze, "Prince Lu, there’s no hurry."
Si Mingjing handed the small fishbowl to Fengjue to hold.
Now that it was in Fengjue’s hands, it beca even harder for Lu Jinyi to snatch it away.
Lu Jinyi looked as if his eyes would fall into the fishbowl. Although he couldn’t blatantly snatch it, the frustration was killing him. He grabbed Si Mingjing’s hand and said, "My good sister, I’ve heard that you are skilled in dicine. It just so happens that Old Mada Hua is ill, and no cause can be found. Could you take a look and see what you can do?"
Little Xiangru was in the process of accumulating good deeds, bound to the task of diagnosing the ailnt of Old Mada Hua and curing her disease. But Little Xiangru was not a doctor. How could he possibly find the cause?
There had been recent rumors around ngcheng of a new type of herb called Dragon Algae, said to cure all diseases. Little Xiangru ntioned wanting to steal so Dragon Algae to give to Old Mada Hua. However, ever since he went for it, there had been no news of him.
The next news of Little Xiangru ca via a microblog post.
The first microblog post from his dear sister featured a photo of her sitting at a table with a little fishbowl placed on it, and his Little Xiangru was joyfully playing in the fishbowl!
It truly seed like fate brought them together over a thousand miles! There was no stopping it!
"Let’s go, my dear sister, saving a life is more ritorious than building a seven-story pagoda."
Lu Jinyi, heedless of anything else, clutched Si Mingjing’s wrist and dragged her outside.
Behind them, Old Mada Bai called out, "Hey, Prince Lu, my Ajiu has just returned ho and hasn’t even had a sip of water yet..."
"Old Mada Bai, I’m afraid you also understand that Old Mada Hua’s health is declining by the day. Saving a life cannot wait..."
Lu Jinyi’s voice grew more distant.
Si Mingjing had no choice but to follow, carrying her dical kit.
On the way, she asked Lu Jinyi, "What’s the patient’s current condition?"
Lu Jinyi replied, "I’m not sure exactly, but observation, listening, inquiry, and pulse-taking are what you dical practitioners do best, aren’t they? After you see her, you’ll know. My good sister, this old lady is very influential in the Imperial Capital on the Mu Continent. A call from her brings many responses. If you can cure her, it will be like securing the entire social network of distinguished elder ladies over sixty in the Imperial Capital. You must take this to heart."
What do I need to break into the social circle of noble elderly ladies over sixty for? Si Mingjing wondered. However, at any ti, gaining the favor of these venerable ancestors was essentially tantamount to grasping the lifelines of the affluent families. Which family did not revere their own patriarch or matriarch?
After so thought, Si Mingjing took the matter to heart, boarded Lu Jinyi’s ostentatiously cool and tough mini-submarine, and left the Bai Family estate, weaving through the bustling underwater city.
About half an hour later, they arrived at a grand and luxurious residence—the Hua Residence.
The submarine passed through the waterproof barrier and stopped in the courtyard of the Hua Residence.
Lu Jinyi inford the Hua Family’s butler of his intentions, "Butler Zhou, could you please report that I’ve heard Old Mada Hua is seriously ill? I’ve specially invited a renowned doctor to see her and would appreciate you passing on this ssage."
Butler Zhou said, "That’s very unfortunate. Our young miss has already brought the best dical team, who are currently treating Old Mada Hua in her room. They are the finest team of Western doctors, each a renowned dical doctor."
Lu Jinyi said, "It doesn’t matter. How many dical teams has your young miss invited for the matriarch? Which round is this? We can wait until the dical team brought by Miss Hua has treated Old Mada Hua before we see her. As the saying goes, ’first co, first served,’ and we understand that principle."
Seeing Butler Zhou’s troubled expression, Lu Jinyi put on his Prince’s air, "What’s the matter, Butler Zhou? I kindly bring soone to treat your family matriarch, and I’m to be turned away? Have you no regard for my status?"
"Certainly not, Prince Lu, please co in."
Butler Zhou dared not offend the esteed Prince Lu and bowed to lead the way.
They walked on the stone path, passing through several courtyards. Along the way, they encountered a little boy, exquisite as carved jade but as cold as an iceberg. The boy, carrying a backpack and walking with precise steps, had an imposing presence, the very image of a mischievously precocious child.
Ye Jingzhe sharply sensed Si Mingjing’s gaze, and a piercing look shot towards her.
Si Mingjing smiled slightly.
Ye Jingzhe, however, remained stern-faced, pursing his thin lips and scrutinizing them curiously.
The Little Bingshan recognized Lu Jinyi, his brow furrowing slightly, "Prince Lu, why have you co again? My aunt does not wish to see you."
Lu Jinyi didn’t respond to the remark, saying only, "Little treasure, off to class again? Isn’t today a rest day? It’s painful for to see you study so hard. Who has arranged so many lessons for you? It’s practically child abuse. You should make sure to balance work and rest."
After all, this was his own nephew, but not one he had raised himself! The Princes of Mu Continent had a consensus: if you didn’t raise them yourself, don’t shalessly let them call you ’Uncle.’ They were all princes who adhered to proper conduct! Lu Jinyi was, however, more concerned about his own Little Xiangru! He still needed Little Xiangru for the heir competition. He was afraid that if Ye Jingzhe studied too hard, his Little Xiangru would struggle to compete with him. Therefore, he advised Ye Jingzhe not to study too intensively from the get-go!
Ye Jingzhe was raised by the Hua Family. He called Old Mada Hua "Grandmother," but he had never taken the Hua family na, even from a young age.
Standing aside, Butler Zhou bragged modestly, "The young master’s education is personally overseen by Crown Prince Lisao. Crown Prince Lisao has great expectations for our young master. Naturally, our young master must not fail to et Crown Prince Lisao’s expectations."
Ye Jingzhe pursed his lips and left without a word, backpack in tow.
Such a beautiful child! Si Mingjing thought. The Crown Prince even takes an interest in a child’s education. What is the relationship between this child and the Crown Prince?
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