But he had been silent all along. Only Si Mingjing was explaining, and the more she did, the less certain she felt, almost wishing she could return to Yecheng imdiately to calm her Demon King’s heart.
With this in mind, she said, "If you are upset, I will set off back to Yecheng this afternoon, and I will never leave Yecheng again."
Hearing the anxiety in her voice, Mo Yinhe felt quite gratified. From her tone, he detected her care for him, which was heartwarming.
Mo Yinhe’s voice was gentle, soothing her uneasy emotions, "Mingjing, I’m not angry."
Si Mingjing didn’t believe it; he had always been reluctant for her to visit the Mu Continent.
"Really."
Mo Yinhe wished he could pull her through the phone and hold her in his arms. "This matter has indeed happened too suddenly; give so ti to deal with it."
Si Mingjing asked subconsciously, "Deal with what?"
Mo Yinhe didn’t say. He spoke to her in a desultory manner, asking what preparations were needed for the coronation ceremony on the Mu Continent, imagining she would be very busy for the coming half month.
Regarding the specifics of the coronation ceremony, Si Mingjing was still in the dark. She said, "I’ve been tricked onto this pirate ship by the Crown Prince!"
"Si Lisao is indeed no good!" Mo Yinhe’s voice grew cold.
However, Mo Yinhe then thought, If I don’t take on the role of Crown Prince, then who will be the successor of Atlantis—Xiaobai, Si Yuan, or Ye Shen? This whole affair has disrupted all my plans. Xiaobai is too young. In truth, in the hearts of the Atlantean people, the Sea God is a rmaid, and Xiaobai is just a little dragon cub, holding little authority in their eyes. Perhaps Si Yuan should be considered. If Si Lisao were willing to co to Atlantis as a live-in son-in-law, he could certainly lend Si Yuan a hand... But how could Si Lisao possibly give up everything he has on the Mu Continent for a woman? Moreover, Si Lisao’s political ideologies would destroy everything I’ve built in Atlantis over the years! The more Mo Yinhe thought about it, the more he felt Si Lisao was simply no good, always scheming how to break up my marriage with Mingjing! I want to hold my woman, but right now, all I can do is think about it.
At this ti, Si Mingjing said, "Perhaps I can follow my mother-in-law’s example and beco a titular Queen, leaving all the specifics for the Crown Prince to handle. However, I would offer you my unconditional support at critical monts. I’ll support your political ideology, work to change the Mu Continent’s sense of superiority, and advocate for strengthening cooperation between our worlds."
Mo Yinhe feigned deep consideration. "Why leave it to him? We have a son!"
Mo Yinhe’s ambition swelled in an instant! He could go to the Mu Continent and beco the male Empress, continuing his political ideology there, spreading it across the Mu Continent! He might not be able to claim the title of Emperor himself, but his son could! It’s said the Mu Continent venerates won. If his son isn’t suitable, he still has two daughters. It would never be Si Lisao’s turn!
Mo Yinhe, inspired by this new train of thought, laughed aloud. "Mingjing, I support you becoming the Queen of the Mu Continent. You have the capability, the ideas, and the intelligence. As long as you’re willing, you can do very well. Even if you don’t, it’s alright; you have supporting you. I’ll teach you!"
Upon hearing this, Si Mingjing’s spirits lifted, and the two chatted on the phone for nearly an hour.
Before hanging up, Mo Yinhe said, "Say you love , to soothe my wounded heart."
Si Mingjing’s guilt was still fresh and raw. Indeed, just before hanging up the phone, she let out three bashful yet beautiful words: "I love you, my Demon King!"
Mo Yinhe laughed like an idiot, recorded these words, and after hanging up, he set the recording as his WeChat notification sound and continued to text her.
So, every ti Si Mingjing sent a WeChat ssage, the phone would play her shy and bright confession again.
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When it was almost ti for kindergarten to let out, Mo Yinhe was in high spirits and went to the kindergarten gate to pick up his children personally.
He was tall and elegant, wearing a black coat and looking strikingly handso. His stunning face stood out among the crowd of parents like a crane among chickens.
Xiaobai, with a carefree swagger, carried his small backpack. Holding Liangliang’s hand with his left and Xiaosu’s with his right, he trotted cheerfully out of the school and imdiately spotted his dad.
Xiaobai instantly tensed up, feeling apprehensive. I’m dood!
"What’s wrong, brother?" said Yun Xiaosu, one hand held by Xiaobai and the other clutching a lollipop, which she licked repeatedly, savoring the sweetness.
Xiaobai said, "Dad’s co to pick us up in person. He must know I bullied Wang Gouzi at school today! Dad’s gonna beat up for sure!"
Wang Gouzi was a nickna he had given to a classmate.
Yun Xiaosu said, "Brother, Wang Gouzi bullied first. You were just teaching him a lesson for . If Dad does beat you, I’ll throw myself at his legs and hug them."
Sheng Liangliang said, "I’ll hug Dad’s legs too, so you can run away fast, brother."
Xiaobai felt comforted. Indeed, they were truly his little sisters.
Xiaobai’s heart pounded as he walked towards Mo Yinhe, bracing himself for a scolding from his dad. But to his surprise, his dad didn’t scold him at all. Instead, he lifted Xiaobai into his arms, tousled his small head, and asked, "What would you like to eat for dinner tonight, son?"
Xiaobai’s beautiful large eyes lit up instantly. "Dad, you’re not going to hit ?"
"No worries, why would I hit you?" Mo Yinhe then put on a stern face and asked, "Did you get into trouble at school today?"
"No! Of course not! I’m such a good boy! When have I ever caused trouble?"
Mo Yinhe laughed ominously, clearly not believing him. However, he was exceptionally gentle with the children that day and didn’t press the matter. Instead, he took all three onto the submarine and then to a restaurant. A private dining room, filled with their favorite foods, was already booked.
Midway through the al, Xiaobai said sothing surprising, "Dad, did you do sothing to let down?"
Mo Yinhe looked at his son. "What do you an?"
"Auntie said, when soone is exceedingly kind for no apparent reason, it must be either treachery or thievery! n are especially nice only when they’ve done sothing wrong."
Mo Yinhe chuckled wryly. "You little rascal, it seems like you’re asking for a spanking!"
Xiaobai pouted. "I miss Jingjing! Dad, when is Jingjing coming back? It’s almost my birthday; will Jingjing celebrate with ?"
"She will!"
Mo Yinhe said, "Dad will take you to the Mu Continent, and we’ll celebrate your birthday with Mom."
Xiaobai’s spirits instantly rose, and he almost jumped up with excitent. "Really? OH YEAH! Little Fatty said the Mu Continent is so much fun! I’ve never been there! Xiangru also went back to the Mu Continent. I haven’t played enough with him! I like Xiangru!"
Sheng Liangliang and Yun Xiaosu were also very excited. "We want to go too!"
"Alright, everyone will go."
Mo Yinhe stretched out his hand, caressed the heads of his two daughters, and said, "Dad will take you to attend Mom’s coronation ceremony."
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