My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 484: What to Do After Hindering Little Xiangru’s Effort? 1

The people of the Imperial Capital on Mu Continent all came to the streets, with even more gathering in the large square in front of the Royal Palace gate, to witness this historic moment.

Si Mingjing had never experienced such a grand reception and welcome ceremony.

Seated in the submarine, she thought back to her first time aboard the spaceship to Earth. Back then, she had no inkling of what the future held, only a resolve to avenge her mother and, if possible, to find the Demon King in her heart...

In just over half a year, she had sent the Song Family to Prison Star, found the Demon King in her heart, had several children, taken charge of Si Group, run a successful pharmaceutical business, and now she had become the Queen of Mu Continent, exalted above all others!

If this were on Prison Star, even if she claimed it to be true, it’s likely no one would believe her.

"Mommy, why are you crying? Are you excited?"

Little Xiangru sat next to Si Mingjing, extending his chubby little hand to wipe away Si Mingjing’s tears.

Si Mingjing touched the corner of her eye and realized that she had unknowingly shed tears.

She picked up Little Xiangru, sat him on her lap, shook her head, and said, "It’s nothing, Mommy is just a little moved."

"Mommy, what are you moved by?"

Little Xiangru was a curious baby, blinking his big, sparkling eyes.

Si Mingjing said, "Mommy never expected that after coming to Earth, she would gain so much—things Mommy never dared to dream of before."

"Mommy, do you feel happy?"

Si Mingjing touched Little Xiangru’s head. "I miss your daddy."

"Would missing Daddy make you happier?"

This clever little rascal.

Si Mingjing nodded with a smile. "Yes, having him by my side would make me feel even happier."

"Then, with Little Xiangru by your side, do you feel happy, Mommy?"

"Of course."

Little Xiangru was utterly satisfied, grinning to reveal two rows of pearly white teeth. "This little fishy feels so happy too!"

Having entered the Royal Palace, Si Mingjing didn’t want to go through a cumbersome reception ceremony. After making her feelings known to Si Lisao, she held Little Xiangru’s hand and they moved into the living chambers.

She didn’t have many belongings, so a simple tidy-up sufficed.

Just as she was about to arrange a room for Little Xiangru, he suddenly didn’t feel well and burst into a loud cry, "WUUUU, Mommy, my time is up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Little Xiangru turned into a slippery Little Liyu, unable to revert back to his previous cherubic human baby form. He flopped about in Si Mingjing’s arms, clearly suffering from the lack of water.

Si Mingjing frowned and immediately had someone prepare a small fish tank. She placed her son into the tank in her bedroom. Then, scrolling through an app on her phone, she aimed to help him accumulate merit so he could turn back into a soft, cuddly, adorable baby.

She spent a long time searching within the prayer and blessing app, and one particular petition caught her interest.

A girl at the Dragon King Temple’s carp pond made a wish. She said the man she loved had contracted a strange illness that even doctors couldn’t cure, and she prayed for the koi’s blessing.

Si Mingjing felt this was the simplest task, since her greatest expertise was in medicine and healing.

Curing the illness would allow her son to return to being an adorable human baby, which seemed like a good deal!

Therefore, on the prayer and blessing app, she chose to "Accept Task."

Then, she asked Song Yuan to investigate the girl’s identity, family address, and the details of her beloved’s illness, among other things.

In just half a day, Song Yuan had gathered all the necessary information.

The girl was named Qian Sishui, and the man she loved was Se Liunian. They had grown up as childhood sweethearts and were approaching the age for discussing marriage. Qian Sishui had already decided on a betrothal gift to marry Se Liunian. However, right before their wedding plans could materialize, Se Liunian fell ill with a strange ailment that even hospitals could not diagnose.

Due to Se Liunian’s health issues, Qian Sishui’s family elders opposed their daughter marrying him, threatening to split the pair of star-crossed lovers apart.

Si Mingjing asked, "What illness has Se Liunian contracted? What are the symptoms?"

Song Yuan couldn’t provide specifics.

He printed out Se Liunian’s medical records from the hospital and handed them to Si Mingjing.

Si Mingjing flipped through a few pages, furrowing her brows slightly.

From the medical records, Se Liunian’s physical indicators all appeared normal, as if he wasn’t ill at all. So how could he be said to have contracted some strange disease?

Si Mingjing decided to make a personal visit the next day to see Se Liunian’s condition for herself.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes inquiry and palpation. Some issues undetectable by Western medical examinations might be related to the body’s meridians.

Se Liunian owned a coffee shop in the bustling commercial district of the Imperial Capital on Mu Continent. He could usually be found there during the day.

「The next morning, Si Mingjing arrived at the coffee shop.」

Before she entered, Song Yuan went ahead to clear the area.

When the staff saw a line of guards escorting Si Mingjing into the coffee shop, they grew very nervous, unsure of what was happening.

Song Yuan said, "Call your manager over. Her Majesty the Queen wishes to see him."

Could it be that the Queen had taken a liking to the manager?

Several employees of the coffee shop couldn’t help but let their thoughts run wild.

After all, the manager was extremely handsome. Often, women came to drink coffee not for the coffee itself, but to admire the manager’s handsome features while enjoying their drink.

It was because of the manager’s good looks that their coffee shop had become a hotspot for online celebrities.

Song Yuan walked over to a table and pulled out a chair for Si Mingjing.

After she was seated, Song Yuan stood quietly at Si Mingjing’s side, his presence so formidable that the coffee shop employees didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

Shortly after, Se Liunian emerged from inside the coffee shop.

Upon seeing Si Mingjing, he approached her immediately, utterly stunned. "Your Majesty?"

"I heard you were ill?"

A flicker of panic passed through Se Liunian’s eyes. He neither nodded nor shook his head, simply standing there quietly, his tall, 1.86-meter frame looking awkward and uncertain.

Si Mingjing said, "Your beloved is praying for you at the Dragon King Temple. I’ve come to treat your illness."

The current Si Mingjing, believed to be the reincarnation of the Saintess, was regarded as a divine being by the people of Mu Continent. She could openly and rightfully bestow blessings upon the populace.

This would propagate her benevolence, an act both beneficial and harmless.

Therefore, Si Mingjing didn’t mind letting it be known that she would answer the prayers of those who sought blessings at the Dragon King Temple.

This was a matter of spiritual faith, and she was willing to become that spiritual beacon for her people.

Si Mingjing aimed to establish her prestige on Mu Continent. She planned that once her influence grew sufficiently, the people would embrace her political ideals.

It would be a long journey, where success lay in the cumulative effect of everyday actions.

Se Liunian was astonished. "Was it Sishui?"

Si Mingjing nodded. "She loves you deeply."

Se Liunian started to speak, then hesitated, as if he had some unspeakable secret.

Si Mingjing said, "Sit down. Let me take your pulse."

Se Liunian seemed hesitant.

"What’s the matter?" Si Mingjing cast a stern look his way, her authority indisputable.

Song Yuan said sternly, "When Her Majesty the Queen tells you to sit down, you sit. To do otherwise is grave disrespect to Her Majesty!"

Se Liunian sat down and extended his wrist, his expression complex.

Si Mingjing took his pulse for a full two minutes but found nothing physically wrong with him.

Si Mingjing narrowed her dark eyes. "What strange illness have you contracted? What are the specific symptoms?"