After Bo Leng left, another man ca in, holding three gifts. He approached Si Mingjing and said, "Your Majesty the Queen, these are the wedding gifts from Prince Bo for you. This is from Prince Xi, and this is from Prince Su. Prince Xi and Prince Su asked to convey that while they are unable to be present, their thoughts are with you through these gifts. They hope you will kindly accept them."
"Thank you."
After that, Si Mingjing also had activities to attend. She handed the three gifts to Song Yuan and continued with her engagents.
She hadn’t had a mont’s rest all day, from morning till night.
That evening, after her bath, she planned to go to bed early for her beauty sleep. She wanted to wake up radiant the next morning, ready to be the most beautiful bride and the coolest Queen.
As she was going to sleep, she put on a facial mask.
When Mo Yinhe ca out of the bathroom after his shower, he lay down beside her. He removed the mask from her face and gently wiped off the remaining essence with a damp towel.
"Are you that sleepy?"
Mo Yinhe lay down and took her into his arms.
Si Mingjing snuggled into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his lean waist. "You have no idea how tired I was today," she said. "I haven’t had a mont’s rest from morning till night, and tomorrow will be even more exhausting."
Tomorrow she had to wake up at five in the morning for makeup, which was the most annoying part!
Si Mingjing had good skin and rarely wore makeup. The re thought of getting up so early for makeup made her feel tired already. Her head rested on Mo Yinhe’s arm; she wished she could fall into a deep sleep within three seconds.
Mo Yinhe turned off the lights. Holding her as they fell asleep, he heard her murmur, "Rember to wake up before five!"
The next morning, however, Mo Yinhe didn’t wake her up.
She was sleeping so soundly that he ended up carrying her to the makeup room. She stirred and opened her eyes a fraction on the way.
"Keep sleeping," Mo Yinhe said.
Si Mingjing fell asleep again.
When she finally woke up, it was already seven in the morning. Si Mingjing let out a surprised yelp, which was t with laughter from nearby.
It was Ye Siyuan. "Sister-in-law," she said, "only getting anxious now? Relax, your makeup is already done. You just need to get dressed; your hair is done too. If you don’t believe , take a look in the mirror."
Ye Siyuan handed her the mirror.
Si Mingjing looked in the mirror. She was breathtakingly beautiful, not with the kind of makeup aid to please the male gaze, but with a majestic and dignified look, perfectly fitting for a Queen.
But how could I have slept so soundly? Si Mingjing wondered. I wasn’t even aware of anyone fussing over my face.
Even Ye Siyuan admired Si Mingjing for this.
"It must be because my brother’s embrace is so comforting," Ye Siyuan teased. "He held you for two hours. My brother really has great stamina!"
Mo Yinhe chuckled, holding a carton of yogurt to her lips. "Have sothing to drink. Fully awake?"
Si Mingjing got up from Mo Yinhe’s embrace. "Almost," she said. "I’m going to brush my teeth."
After taking a couple of steps, she asked again, "Has my face been washed?"
"Mm-hmm," Mo Yinhe affird. As if they wouldn’t?
Satisfied and refreshed, Si Mingjing went to brush her teeth cheerfully.
When she returned from brushing her teeth, breakfast was already laid out on the table.
Mo Yinhe peeled an egg for her. "Eat more this morning, or you won’t have the stamina for today’s itinerary."
Si Mingjing nodded, deeply agreeing.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
"Jingjing! Jingjing!"
Ye Nianbai, Sheng Liangliang, Yun Xiaosu, and Gu Shurong all gathered around!
Even Little Xiangru, dressed in a cool and adorable outfit, rushed over to hug Si Mingjing’s thighs. Mo Yinhe had accumulated significant rit for Little Xiangru, allowing him to take human baby form for these few days to witness the historic mont of his Mommy’s enthronent!
The little ones were all made up, proudly showing off their cute and charming little Dragon Horns. Each one looked irresistibly adorable, making the adults looking after them dote on them endlessly.
Mo Yinhe said, "Alright, let your Mommy eat in peace. She has a lot to do today."
Ye Nianbai wiggled his little Dragon Horns. He loved it here so much! Everyone told him there was no need to hide his Dragon Horns and that he should embrace his true nature!
Ye Nianbai asked, "Daddy, what about this young master?"
"Follow !"
Ye Nianbai snorted conceitedly.
After Si Mingjing finished eating, she went to change into her Queen’s regalia. It featured a Rosy Mantle that trailed far behind her, embroidered with a lifelike White Dragon soaring amidst clouds—a design that perfectly complented her own image and was an absolute showstopper.
Mo Yinhe’s attire was that of the male Empress, a design he had commissioned himself. It exuded a domineering aura combined with flawless elegance, perfectly complenting her Queen’s regalia.
"Daddy, are you nervous?" Ye Nianbai’s little heart was pounding nervously.
Mo Yinhe refused to admit it, schooling his son with a stern face. "What’s there to be nervous about? So spineless."
"Of course Daddy isn’t nervous; this is your second wedding! But it’s this young master’s first!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yinhe picked up his son, ready to give him a talking to. "Who told you Daddy is on his second wedding, you brat? Itching for a spanking, are you?"
"Didn’t Daddy say so himself? Daddy married Mommy once, and now Mommy is marrying Daddy again. So, Daddy is on his second wedding—no problem with that logic!"
Mo Yinhe’s expression turned so dark it looked like it could drip ink. "!!!!"
Sensing trouble, Ye Nianbai turned tail and bolted.
He ran outside and accidentally collided with soone. He didn’t know if the other person was hurt, but his own little forehead was already turning red. The little fellow puffed his cheeks, tilted his head up angrily, and demanded, "Who bumped into this young master?"
The man lifted him with both hands, holding him up.
The man’s eyes looked dangerous and cold, so Ye Nianbai didn’t dare act presumptuously. Pouting his lips, he said, "Put this young master down. This young master didn’t an to; this young master apologizes to you."
The man didn’t put him down. Instead, he held him effortlessly in one arm.
"Who are you?"
"I’m your Eldest Uncle!"
Huh? Ye Nianbai suddenly looked up. "This young master’s uncle is nad Si Lisao!"
"Heh..."
The man let out a cold laugh. "Your Eldest Uncle is Bo Leng. Rember that!"
After speaking, he rubbed Ye Nianbai’s little forehead twice with his palm, then set him down. "Go play," he said.
Watching Bo Leng stride away, Ye Nianbai yelled at his retreating figure, "Hey! Are you really this young master’s Eldest Uncle? Why didn’t Jingjing tell this young master?"
"From now on, rember it! If you forget, I’ll spank you next ti!"
Bo Leng didn’t look back. He seed to have urgent business, his long strides cool and purposeful.
Ye Nianbai touched his little bottom, feeling as if it had already been spanked. That man is so scary! he thought, and scurried back to find Jingjing.
Si Mingjing had finished dressing and was now putting on her crown.
Ye Nianbai ran over, hugged Si Mingjing’s leg, and looked up with curiosity. "Jingjing, this young master just t a bad guy! He said he’s going to spank !"
"Who is it?"
"He said his na is Bo Leng, and he’s this young master’s Eldest Uncle. If this young master doesn’t call him that, he’ll spank ! He’s very fierce!"
Si Mingjing recalled the man from yesterday with the cold aura. "Next ti you see him, just call him Eldest Uncle," she said.
"Jingjing, is he really this young master’s Eldest Uncle?"
"Probably," Si Mingjing thought, still unsure. She didn’t know how many brothers she actually had, but judging by Bo Leng’s tone, it seed to be true.
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