My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 395 Love-struck Brains are a Disease, and I Don’t Want a Cure! 2

Unfortunately, Ye Siyuan knew that it was impossible! Si Lisao didn’t like her! He was only staying over due to safety concerns; how could he possibly give her an unrealistic opportunity?

Si Mingjing shook her head, no longer trying to persuade her, and said, "You should rest early too. Tomorrow is your birthday, and good sleep is essential for healthy skin."

That was something Ye Siyuan took to heart.

After Si Mingjing left, she saw that the door to the adjacent room wasn’t locked. A sliver of light leaked from the crack of the door, so she knocked twice.

"Who is it?"

"Crown Prince, it’s me."

"Come in."

Si Lisao was getting ready to wash up; he had undone the buttons of his shirt, revealing a thick layer of gauze underneath, which was quite striking.

"Crown Prince, I heard you were seriously injured. Let me take your pulse for you."

Si Lisao smiled, knowing she had become suspicious. He did not refuse, allowing her to check his pulse.

After a moment, Si Mingjing frowned. "You’re badly injured."

"Yeah, I know. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have skipped a comfortable hotel to come here and put up with my little sister’s moods. Am I to blame?"

"I haven’t given you any trouble." Si Mingjing’s expression was grave. "How did you get so seriously hurt? You are a Crown Prince of a nation; who would dare to assassinate you?"

Si Lisao smiled lightly and remained silent, giving her no useful information to probe into his affairs.

He knew she was smart.

"Then you should rest well. If you need anything, just call out to me. I’ll be staying downstairs; calling me is more helpful than calling Si Yuan. I’m a doctor."

Si Lisao nodded. He said, "I’m fine, go to sleep, little sister. I mean no harm."

"That’s good."

After Si Mingjing left, she still felt uneasy.

Considering Si Lisao’s severe injury, he should be staying in Mu Continent to recuperate properly. Why would he disregard the danger and make such a long journey to Yecheng? Si Mingjing was not one to live carelessly; faced with Si Lisao’s sudden visit, she harbored many questions and couldn’t feel at ease until she figured them out.

After returning to her room, Si Mingjing called Mo Yinhe. "Did you know Si Lisao was attacked? His injuries are quite severe."

"I’m aware."

Mo Yinhe had just finished a meeting when he received the call from Si Mingjing. Taking pleasure in another’s misfortune, he said, "My intelligence system has found out that it was a love rival out for revenge."

Si Mingjing’s expression cracked. "..."

"A love rival out for revenge?" she repeated, doubting she had heard correctly, but Mo Yinhe’s teasing tone didn’t sound like a joke. "What love rival?"

Mo Yinhe leaned back in his chair, arrogantly took a seat, crossed his legs, and rested them on the desk. He relaxed and casually adjusted the tight tie around his neck.

He said, "How would I know? He’s devilishly handsome, and being the esteemed Crown Prince of Mu Continent, the women who fancy him are surely as numerous as hairs on an ox. Love rivals abound."

"How do you know it’s a love rival seeking revenge?"

Mo Yinhe laughed and explained, "Si Lisao received a letter—the contents of which I do not know—but the sender asked to meet him, insisting he go alone. Si Lisao, for reasons unknown even to himself, actually went alone, without even a guard. Instead of meeting someone, he walked right into an ambush they had set. He carelessly got caught in it. Isn’t that hilarious?"

Mo Yinhe told it to Si Mingjing as if it were a funny story.

Si Mingjing, however, furrowed her brow in concern. What kind of letter could persuade the Crown Prince to ignore the dangers and risk going alone?

"How do you know it’s a love rival?"

Mo Yinhe was like a true onlooker munching on melons, continuing to gossip with her. "Otherwise, how could I say that Si Lisao got his wires crossed? After being tricked once, he should’ve learned his lesson. Yet a few days ago, he received another letter. The sender again challenged him to meet alone—he’d already capsized in a gutter once, and yet he dared to go!"

"..."

Si Mingjing asked, "Then he fell for another trap set by someone else?"

"Not this time."

If he were to stumble twice in the same spot, he’d hardly be qualified to be Mo Yinhe’s arch-nemesis.

Stroking his chin, Mo Yinhe said, "My intel suggests that he almost caught the person, but unfortunately, the culprit got away. The only certainty is that the assailant is a man who views Si Lisao as a love rival and wants to eliminate him. Apparently, the girl in question only has eyes for Si Lisao, leaving this rival with no chance of winning her affection, hence his desire to get rid of Si Lisao."

Si Mingjing understood; she became even more interested in the letter.

If that’s the case, the Crown Prince had even less reason to come to Yecheng. Could it be he was here to look for the assassin? If he’s looking for the assassin here, could it be related to Si Yuan? Could the person who attempted to assassinate the Crown Prince be in love with Si Yuan? Who could it be that was so obsessed that, to pursue Si Yuan, they would even attempt to kill the Crown Prince? That’s too extreme! Si Mingjing was worried for Ye Siyuan, afraid she would be entangled by such an extremist. This person, to win Si Yuan over, probably wouldn’t hesitate to do anything! She had to find out who this person was!

「Upstairs.」

After washing her hair, taking a bath, spritzing on some light perfume, and applying delicate makeup, Ye Siyuan lay in bed. She was too excited to sleep, and she didn’t dare to!

Si Lisao’s subordinate had said he might run a fever in the middle of the night. What if he got a fever and nobody was there to care for him?

Thinking it over and tossing and turning, Ye Siyuan summoned her courage to send a WeChat message to Si Lisao: "Crown Prince Lisao, if you’re feeling unwell, call me. I’m just next door."

She waited a long time, but there was no reply.

It was like a stone sinking into the ocean.

Perhaps he was asleep?

Ye Siyuan randomly picked a TV series, binge-watching to pass the time. She stayed up until half-past eleven at night, yawning endlessly, her eyelids heavy as if she were nodding off.

Just as she was about to drift off, she faintly heard noises coming from the next room.

Ye Siyuan immediately sprang up and went to the door of the adjacent room. Peering through the crack, she saw light inside and asked, "Crown Prince Lisao? Are you alright?"

"I’m fine. Go to sleep."

Si Lisao took his temperature; indeed, he had a fever. He drank a glass of water and lay down to rest, holding a letter in his hand.

It was the very letter that Mo Yinhe had made fun of.

Si Lisao stared at the contents of the letter, his gaze deep and thoughtful, lost in contemplation.

Worried that he had no one to look after him, Ye Siyuan gathered her courage and shamelessly said, "Crown Prince Lisao, if you’re feeling unwell, just tell me. Though I’ve been pampered since childhood, I can take care of someone. Don’t be polite with me. Are you really okay? Would you like me to bring you a cup of hot water?"

"No need," Si Lisao’s voice was as indifferent as ever, his noble air keeping others at a distance. "Go to sleep."

Ye Siyuan’s enthusiasm felt as if it had been doused with cold water.

She stood at the door for a while, feeling embarrassed. Although she was concerned for his health, what if Crown Prince Lisao didn’t think so and suspected she had ulterior motives? Wouldn’t her image be ruined?

Ye Siyuan took a deep breath and explained, "Well... rest well. Don’t misunderstand; I’m genuinely only concerned about your health. I’m going to bed now."

Just as Ye Siyuan was about to return to her room, Si Lisao’s voice reached her ears again. "Is there any supper?"