Zhang ii also agreed. Looking at the five-year-old Little Liangliang and thinking of the five-year-old Si Mingjing, she smiled and said to Si Mingjing, "When you were her age, you were just like this, pestering to learn dicine. Now it’s Little Liangliang’s turn."
Si Mingjing was embarrassed and picked up Little Liangliang. "Master, don’t listen to her; she’s just caught up in the mont."
"Mommy, I’m really serious!"
Little Liangliang lifted her delicate little head high, declaring earnestly, "Daddy said that I could learn whatever I’m interested in, and I want to be amazing like Mommy. I want to learn traditional Chinese dicine."
"Learning traditional Chinese dicine is very tough. Can you endure hardship?" Si Mingjing questioned her daughter skeptically.
"If Mommy can do it, then I can too. Umm..." Little Liangliang thought hard while sucking her thumb. Suddenly, she had a bright idea and said, "Uncle said, it’s called ’the student surpasses the master.’ Mommy, I really want to learn, learn, learn..."
Si Mingjing had no way to refuse Little Liangliang and thought for a mont. "Then go ahead and learn, but once you do, you’re not allowed to tell it’s tough."
"I won’t!" Little Liangliang was very confident.
Zhang Muguang heard that his grandma would stay at Yecheng University to teach, and he imdiately made his stance clear. "Grandma, I will move the Traditional Chinese dicine Hall from A Country to Yecheng. I’ve done my research. There are no traditional Chinese dicine clinics here, and the market potential is even greater than in A Country."
Zhang ii said, "Good, then go ahead and handle it."
Si Mingjing was also willing to help. She specifically chose a few street-facing storefronts on the first floor of the Yinhai Building to give to Zhang Muguang for the Traditional Chinese dicine Hall, rent-free.
She also provided strategic advice and offered her own suggestions for the renovation of Zhang’s Traditional Chinese dicine Hall.
Finally, the renovation plan was set, and it was nad Zhang’s Traditional Chinese dicine Hall.
They would sell Chinese dicine as well as offer dical consultations.
anwhile, the antiviral traditional Chinese patent dicine Si Mingjing had asked Xi Tan to send to Lun Bobing had been developed. Lun Bobing personally ca to the Yinhai Building, bringing the first batch of the finished dicine for Si Mingjing to review.
Si Mingjing was on the first floor, overseeing the renovation of the Traditional Chinese dicine Hall with Zhang Muguang. When she got the patent dicine, she inspected it and was very pleased with the packaging.
Then, she sized up Lun Bobing.
His towering height of over 1.9 ters made Si Mingjing feel a bit pressured.
He was handso and suave, with a distinguished complexion that showed no signs of illness—a man who stood out strikingly in a crowd.
Si Mingjing congratulated him, "Have you fully recovered from your illness?"
"Yes, after several months of rehabilitation, I have completely recovered. Thank you, President Si, for your help back then."
Lun Bobing was full of gratitude for Si Mingjing.
When he was diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, he thought his life was over. Unexpectedly, Si Mingjing cured him, enabling him to regain his health.
Holding the patent dicine in her hand, Si Mingjing smiled. "Perhaps this is fate. I cured you, and I also gained a capable assistant. If there’s no issue with this dicine, then go ahead and mass-produce it. I need a very large quantity."
She had already called Si Lisao to include this traditional Chinese patent dicine, which boosted immunity against the S-virus, in the Mu Continent’s national healthcare procurent list. It was to be distributed to all citizens to establish a nationwide immunity system and prevent the S-virus from re-erging.
Lun Bobing nodded. "Alright."
Before leaving, Lun Bobing suddenly looked sharply in a certain direction.
"What’s the matter?"
After looking for a while and sensing nothing unusual, Lun Bobing said, "It’s nothing. I just felt a malicious gaze directed this way."
The plaza of the Yinhai Building had plenty of foot traffic, and with a subway entrance nearby, even more people were coming and going.
Si Mingjing looked around. "Could you be too sensitive?"
"My instincts for danger have never been wrong, Miss Si. That malevolent gaze seed to be directed at you. Please be careful."
Si Mingjing thought for a mont. "I understand."
She was now always accompanied by attendants.
With Song Yuan as her head guard and a dozen others escorting her, Song Yuan would resolve any real danger imdiately, so Si Mingjing wasn’t worried.
After Lun Bobing left, Si Mingjing called Song Yuan over to keep an eye on the surroundings.
Song Yuan and his team paid attention but didn’t notice anything unusual.
Si Mingjing said, "Then Lun Bobing is probably just being overly jumpy."
Song Yuan bowed. "Your Majesty, I will strengthen your protection. Have you offended anyone in Yecheng before?"
"There shouldn’t be anyone, but who knows? It’s not as if soone will only co after if I’ve offended them. Sotis, we do nothing and still beco a thorn in soone’s side. Anyway, all of you need to be more vigilant and prevent anyone from harming ."
Si Mingjing spoke as if she were a delicate flower that needed to be carefully nurtured.
If this were Song Yuan’s first day knowing Si Mingjing, he might have sworn solemnly to protect her. But having been with her for so ti, Song Yuan knew all too well how formidable she was. Although he nodded seriously on the surface, he was secretly amused, thinking to himself, Her Majesty is being playful.
The Yinhai Building had surveillance caras.
Afterward, Song Yuan personally went to the surveillance room, called up the nearby caras, and tried to see if anyone had dared to glare at the Queen.
To his surprise, after analyzing the expressions of every passerby, he did indeed spot a woman whose expression carried a hint of malice.
Song Yuan took a photo of the woman and showed it to Si Mingjing. "Your Majesty, do you recognize this woman?"
Si Mingjing glanced at it and after pondering for a while, finally recognized who the woman was.
She calmly stroked her chin. "Indeed, there is a bit of a grudge."
"Should we arrest her?"
"Forget it. It’d be too tyrannical to arrest soone just for a hostile glance. Just keep an eye on her and don’t let her harm . Otherwise, my husband and children would be upset."
Si Mingjing was in a playful mood today and even casually flaunted a bit of public affection.
「That evening」
She bought so cupcakes on her way ho to take back for the children to eat.
The children were playing on the beach.
Mo Yinhe had co ho early today, wearing sunglasses and lying on a beach chair, chatting leisurely with Ye Qinghan.
Ye Siyuan and Yan Zhenxi were also strolling on the beach.
Ye Siyuan’s face was lit with a smile that hadn’t ceased. She had clearly received so good news.
Si Mingjing approached them and only learned from their conversation that the Crown Prince planned to bring the engagent gifts tomorrow.
Once the engagent gifts were presented, they could discuss the engagent. Ye Siyuan was ecstatic.
Tomorrow would be an auspicious day.
Si Lisao had just called Ye Siyuan to tell her he would arrive at 9:00 AM the next morning. He had already departed from the Mu Continent, accompanied by their Foreign Ministry.
According to protocol, Atlantis would need to host them at the Undersea Royal Palace. This was a major marital alliance between the two nations, and rumors were already spreading on social dia.
The news wasn’t public yet, but the internet was already ablaze with speculation. Was Prince Regent Si Lisao truly going to marry Princess Ye Siyuan?
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