She rembered that Mo Yinhe had not celebrated his birthday that day because Xiaobai had asked her to co ho and treat Mo Yinhe’s illness. That evening, they still had dinner at Old Lady Ye’s place.
After dinner, she designed a treatnt plan for Mo Yinhe.
That evening, after taking dicine, Mo Yinhe developed a fever, and Ye Shen called her to his room...
Si Mingjing said, "Your brother didn’t celebrate his birthday last year. December 2nd was the first day I t him."
"Wow! Really?"
With a face full of gossip, Ye Siyuan said, "Then my brother must have had a really happy birthday last year."
"He didn’t recognize at the ti." No, that evening he was feverish and delirious. He clutched her wrist, wouldn’t let her go, and continuously called her ’baby’. She had thought he mistook her for soone else.
Thinking of that scene, Si Mingjing’s lips curled slightly in a sweet smile. Had he really recognized her from the very first day?
However, "You’re not much of a sister either, I didn’t see you accompanying your brother on his birthday last year."
"Don’t wrong , sister-in-law. Ever since you disappeared, my brother stopped celebrating his birthday. He said that a birthday without you by his side wasn’t worth celebrating! But I did buy a birthday present for him, okay?"
Since her brother himself didn’t celebrate, naturally, they dared not arrange anything for him. But this year was different. This year’s birthday could be properly celebrated.
"So that’s how it was." Si Mingjing noted it down. December 2nd. Still two months away. There’s no rush; I can take my ti to think about how to celebrate Mo Yinhe’s birthday.
「On the other side,」
After finishing a eting, Mo Yinhe returned to his office. He sat in his chair with one hand propping his jaw, absently stroking it while pondering his own birthday, particularly last year’s—the day Mingjing walked into his life.
He belatedly realized that the best birthday gift last year was Heaven sending her to his side.
Mo Yinhe reveled in the mory of that night when he had a relentless fever, deliriously feeling as if he saw cute little dragon horns...
Mo Yinhe laughed to himself.
Fengjue ca in with an invitation. Seeing Mo Yinhe daydreaming, a smile gradually spreading across his face, he asked curiously, "Your Excellency, is there sothing delightful on your mind? Please, share it with us."
Mo Yinhe suddenly snapped back to reality and gave Fengjue a glare. "You dare to pry into my affairs? What is it?"
Fengjue handed the invitation to Mo Yinhe with respectful curiosity. "Gendaya has sent an invitation, requesting your presence with the Crown Princess Consort at Gendaya to attend the celebration party for their new Crown Prince."
Mo Yinhe pinched the invitation between his fingers, giving it a cursory glance. "It’s not the first ti he’s beco Crown Prince. Is it necessary to call from so far away to attend his celebration banquet? Just a second-hand position, what’s there to show off? If I hadn’t helped him by breaking Qu Gaoyang’s arm, could he have reclaid the Crown Prince title? Ungrateful wretch!"
Mo Yinhe casually tossed the invitation into the wastebasket beside his desk. "Not going!" Thinking of using this as a chance to see my wife? What a daydream!
After a mont, he added, "Give the invitation to Ye Shen. Let him go on my behalf, and while he’s at it, ask Qu Liushang for so interest!"
Fengjue picked up the invitation from the trash and went to find Ye Shen.
「That night,」
After dinner, Si Mingjing returned to the palace and found that Mo Yinhe hadn’t co back.
After taking a shower and seeing that all the children had fallen asleep, she sent a WeChat ssage to Mo Yinhe: "Aren’t you coming ho tonight?"
"Sothing ca up. I’ll be working through the night."
"Do you want to bring you a late-night snack?" Si Mingjing wasn’t sleepy. Could Mo Yinhe not be coming ho tonight because Si Yuan had complained to him that afternoon, leaving him feeling upset and prompting him to stay away deliberately?
Mo Yinhe replied, "No need. You go to sleep first."
Si Mingjing beca even more sensitive, feeling her guess was right. That man is definitely angry. After all, we’ve been together for ten months, yet I don’t even know his birthday. n might not be that magnanimous; if they really hold a grudge, their minds can be as small as the tip of a needle.
After thinking it over, Si Mingjing got dressed again.
She drove to the night market, bought a lot of barbecue, and then, transforming into a White Dragon, plunged into the water and headed to the Atlantis Undersea Empire to cheer up her husband.
Between husband and wife, there should be give and take. You can’t always have one person comforting the other. Whoever feels guilty should take the initiative to appease the other—that’s perfectly fine.
The night guards at the undersea Royal Palace were startled to see a beautiful White Dragon swimming towards them. They were just about to go on the defensive. Before they could react, Si Mingjing had already burst through the waterproof layer. She landed on the grand plaza before the Royal Palace’s main office building and transford into the elegant Crown Princess Consort.
The two on-duty guards ca to their senses and imdiately bowed their heads in respect. "Your Highness, the Crown Princess Consort."
"Hmm, I’m here to see the Crown Prince. Has he finished work yet?" Si Mingjing looked towards the office building, which was brightly lit.
The on-duty guards wouldn’t know about such things, so they couldn’t answer.
Si Mingjing waved her hand and entered the building.
The multi-storied building was bustling with people tonight; it seed everyone was working overti.
She took the transparent elevator, allowing her to see governnt workers coming and going on every floor. It truly seed they were in for an all-nighter.
Si Mingjing took the elevator to the top floor, walked on the expensive carpet, and arrived at Mo Yinhe’s office door.
The assistant at the desk outside rose to greet her. "Your Highness, the Crown Princess Consort."
"Is Mo Yinhe here?"
"His Excellency is not in the office; he is in a eting in the conference room. Shall I go inform His Excellency that you have arrived?"
"There’s no need to disrupt his work. I’m here to bring him so supper. I’ll just wait inside for a bit. How much longer will his eting last?"
The junior assistant checked the ti and said, "About half an hour more."
"Okay, go make a cup of coffee and bring it in."
With that, Si Mingjing entered Mo Yinhe’s office.
She crossed her legs nonchalantly, sat on Mo Yinhe’s throne, and casually picked up a docunt from the table, glancing at it.
Not very interested, she put it down, walked over to the bookshelf, picked up a book, and sat there flipping through it out of boredom.
After a while, seeing Fengjue enter with coffee, she put down the book and asked, "Would you like so supper?" Si Mingjing gestured to the takeout boxes on the table.
She had bought a lot, definitely more than one person’s share.
Fengjue placed the coffee in front of her, picked up a takeout box, and said, "His Excellency will be very pleased if he knew you personally ca to deliver his supper."
Si Mingjing lifted her coffee cup, took a delicate sip, and after bribing Fengjue with supper, she asked, "How was Yinhe’s mood today? Was he unhappy?"
"Unhappy?" Fengjue paused, then shook his head slightly. "Not particularly. Oh, Your Highness must be referring to the invitation from Qu Liushang that was sent today?"
While eating the barbecue, Fengjue nodded and said, "His Excellency was a bit unhappy."
Si Mingjing nodded. Just as she’d suspected, this man could be quite petty. Fortunately, she was perceptive enough to co and coax him.
「anwhile,」
In the conference room, Mo Yinhe was sneezing, "ACHOO! ACHOO!"
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