My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 811: Mo Yinhe Arrives 4

At this moment, Ye Siyuan felt a wave of dizziness.

She instinctively thought, has it been an hour already?

No, it’s only been half an hour!

But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself not on the helicopter, but in the Undersea Royal Palace.

She was still sitting on the sofa, with her sister-in-law beside her.

Ye Siyuan shook off the headache and excitedly claimed credit to Si Mingjing: "Sister-in-law, I did it! I dragged Si Yao away from the airport, she didn’t board the flight."

Si Mingjing pressed her lips without speaking.

Ye Siyuan closed her eyes one minute, opened them the next, and told her she succeeded.

Was it that fast?

This could only mean that Ye Siyuan did not physically travel to the past, but only projected her consciousness back, attached to her past self to accomplish things.

It also shows that no matter how long Ye Siyuan’s consciousness stays in the past, the time in the present is not synchronized. Even if she went back two or three years, in reality, it is just a blink of an eye.

"You really did it?" Si Mingjing’s voice was heavy with excitement and anticipation.

Ye Siyuan said, "I did. When Si Yao was unwilling, I forcibly dragged her away!"

At this moment, Si Mingjing felt as if her memories had been refreshed.

But the refreshed memories did not change her and her mother’s fate.

In the new memories, her mother was not framed in the countryside as a murderer, but was framed as one in the Imperial Capital, with conclusive evidence.

Si Mingjing slumped on the sofa, murmuring to herself: "How could this be?"

Ye Siyuan’s memories also seemed to be refreshed.

In her memory, even though she had taken Si Yao onto the helicopter, Si Yao still ended up as a murderer.

Because she didn’t have time to tell her brother that Si Yao was pregnant with his sister-in-law’s child, Si Yao, being an outsider, did not receive the protection of the Ye Family and was eventually sent to the Prison Star.

Ye Siyuan bit her lip: "Sister-in-law... I’m sorry."

Si Mingjing forced a smile: "It’s okay, you tried your best."

Ye Siyuan self-reflected: "No, it’s because I was too stupid. I should have told my brother first that Si Yao was carrying your child, and let him handle everything. I thought I had a full hour upon returning to the past, but in fact, I only stayed for half an hour. I miscalculated the time, and I messed everything up!"

The two women sat on the sofa, their emotions undeniably filled with disappointment.

Su Chaoyang’s little darling approached to comfort both his aunt and mother.

Su Chaoyang calculated with his fingers and said: "Mom, this is your fate; you’re destined to face this tribulation and be sent to the Prison Star..."

Si Mingjing picked up Su Chaoyang, placing him on her lap: "Mom believes that fate is in our hands, and there is no destiny in this world that cannot be escaped."

Ye Siyuan also said: "That’s right, wasn’t there an old saying: ’My fate is not determined by the heavens?’"

Ye Siyuan wanted to help further, "Sister-in-law, wait for me to develop the Regret Medicine, and return to the past again, I will surely change your and Si Yao’s destinies."

Si Mingjing closed her eyes, saying nothing.

That night, as she slept, she fell into a dream, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not change her mother’s fate. She experienced defeat in her dreams, feeling restless.

Late at night, the bedroom door creaked open.

A tall, weary silhouette walked in from outside the bedroom, treading lightly yet imposingly.

After the bedside lamp was turned on, the man saw his wife lying on the bed, along with a son and daughter, his eyes gentle.

It was Mo Yinhe, he had returned!

He took off his coat and hung it on the rack, wanting to lie beside Si Mingjing, but found his sleeping wife’s brows furrowed, seemingly caught in a nightmare she couldn’t escape, with a sheen of sweat forming on her forehead.

Mo Yinhe took a tissue from the bedside table, wiped her sweet sweat, and his fingers grazed Si Mingjing’s forehead, his heart jolting—was the baby feverish?

Mo Yinhe pressed his dry palm to Si Mingjing’s clammy forehead, "Why so hot?"

Mo Yinhe suddenly got up to find a thermometer.

He found the electronic thermometer and returned to measure her temperature against her forehead.

The numbers on the electronic thermometer read: 38.5

"She really has a fever? How did she suddenly get a fever?"

Mo Yinhe called Fengjue to have a doctor come over.

Half an hour later, Fengjue arrived with a Western doctor.

The Western doctor’s surname was Chen, called Dr. Chen.

Dr. Chen drew blood from Si Mingjing for testing.

During this time, Mo Yinhe had Fengjue carry the two sleeping children to the children’s room to sleep.

He stood by Si Mingjing’s side, holding her hand dearly, waiting for the blood test results.

Before the results came out, Dr. Chen recommended using physical methods to reduce her fever, placing a cooling patch on Si Mingjing’s forehead.

The cooling patch was coldly refreshing, and the burning, drowsy Si Mingjing was startled awake by the coolness.

She opened her sleepy eyes to see Mo Yinhe sitting beside her, thinking it was a hallucination, hugging Mo Yinhe’s arm before closing her eyes and falling back asleep.

After a long while, Dr. Chen came with the blood test results, standing before Mo Yinhe to report.

"Her Majesty the Queen’s body check results are fine, it shouldn’t be a cold-induced fever."

Mo Yinhe, worried for his wife, frowned and asked: "Then what caused it?"

"Possibly excessive sadness."

Mo Yinhe’s gaze sharpened instantly, chillingly fierce.

"Say it again."

Dr. Chen was fearful, for Mo Yinhe’s tone was incredibly intimidating. He cautiously explained again: "Her Majesty the Queen is excessively sad, her emotions are distressed and unresolved, leading to a high fever."

Mo Yinhe thought Dr. Chen was talking nonsense. What could make his Mingjing so distressed and unresolved?

Mo Yinhe couldn’t understand.

"How to treat it?"

Dr. Chen cautiously said: "Start with the physical treatment of applying the cooling patch, see if the temperature can be reduced. If it can’t, taking antipyretic medication can come later."

Mo Yinhe nodded.

Sometimes when the children were ill, Mingjing wouldn’t immediately suggest taking antipyretic medication. It was mainly about physical treatment and observation, and Mo Yinhe had seen it happen often. He knew there was no hurry to take medication for a fever.

He gestured for Dr. Chen to leave, and Dr. Chen discreetly withdrew.

Fengjue closed the door to the bedroom from outside, keeping Dr. Chen from leaving, fearing the Crown Princess Consort’s condition might worsen at night. Fengjue arranged accommodations for Dr. Chen, keeping him on standby.

In the bedroom, Mo Yinhe took off his shoes, lay beside Si Mingjing, holding her in his arms.

Vaguely, he heard Si Mingjing talking in her sleep: "Mom, Mom..."

Mo Yinhe then understood, Mingjing’s fever was because of Si Yao?

Mingjing rarely had any dissatisfaction, but Si Yao’s death on the Prison Star was truly an unresolved matter for her, and because she missed her mother, she had developed a high fever at night?