My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 812: Mo Yinhe Arrives 5

At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside, thud thud thud.

"Brother, it’s me, Si Yuan."

At night, Si Lisao received the news that Si Mingjing had sent for a doctor to the Royal Palace.

The little sister herself was a doctor, so why bother to call a doctor to the Royal Palace overnight?

Without thinking, it was obvious that the little sister was ill.

Si Lisao wanted to come to the Royal Palace to check, and Ye Siyuan followed along.

Mo Yinhe got out of bed to open the door for Ye Siyuan.

Ye Siyuan was wrapped in a khaki cashmere coat, with pajamas underneath, clearly having just gotten out of bed. Wasn’t she afraid of catching a cold?

Mo Yinhe scolded, "What are you doing knocking on someone else’s door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

"I heard sister-in-law had a fever, and Lisao asked me to come up and see. He couldn’t come in."

Even for one’s sister, it wasn’t appropriate.

Mo Yinhe snorted, "Smart of him."

"Brother, I just heard the doctor say that sister-in-law fainted from excessive sorrow and emotional distress?" Ye Siyuan reflected on herself: "It’s all my fault for messing things up, causing sister-in-law to feel upset."

Mo Yinhe, after letting her in, closed the door and sat by the bed, squinting at Ye Siyuan.

"What did you mess up?"

Ye Siyuan then explained the details.

She frustratingly reflected: "It’s all my fault for being stupid, not telling you first so you could save Si Yao. If Big Brother had known that Si Yao was carrying Sister-in-law, he would certainly have ensured Si Yao’s safety. How could he have let her be framed by Song Tengfei and sent to Prison Star? I was really dumb!"

Ye Siyuan knocked on her head twice in frustration and said, "Brother, don’t worry. Once I produce Regret Medicine again, the first thing I’ll do when I go back in time is tell you, so that Si Yao won’t die, and neither will Sister-in-law."

Mo Yinhe understood, and his deep black eyes narrowed slightly. So it was a failed rescue attempt to save Mother.

"You should leave first!"

Ye Siyuan replied, "Oh," took a few steps, then turned back and said: "Brother, I didn’t mean to mess things up. I calculated the time correctly. I thought I could stay an hour in the past, but who knew it was only half an hour."

"I know, I’m not blaming you. Go back and get your beauty sleep early."

After Ye Siyuan left, Si Mingjing woke up.

After Mo Yinhe lay down, he found that his baby had her eyes open. He gently called her name, "Mingjing?"

Si Mingjing, seeing clearly that it was Mo Yinhe, propped herself up to sit.

"So it wasn’t a dream; why are you here?"

Si Mingjing, who had vaguely felt she had seen Mo Yinhe, thought she was imagining things. It was only after Ye Siyuan’s voice woke her that she confirmed Mo Yinhe had indeed come to Mu Continent.

Mo Yinhe pressed her to lie back down and said, "Don’t get up; you have a fever."

Si Mingjing touched her forehead. There was a cooling patch on it, no wonder it felt so chilly.

She took her pulse and said, "I’m fine."

"Doctors can’t treat themselves. Lie down and rest well." Mo Yinhe lay back, holding her in his arms.

Her forehead was burning hot, but her body felt cold. Mo Yinhe, feeling sorry for his wife, held her tightly to warm her up and said, "Occasionally getting sick isn’t bad. People who go years without a cold or fever are the ones at risk."

Si Mingjing had suffered a nightmare all night, and upon waking, her loved one was right beside her, holding her tightly, dispelling all her inner chills. She lazily buried herself in Mo Yinhe’s embrace.

She wasn’t one to wallow in sadness, and after waking, her mood improved, saying: "I didn’t hold out too much hope anyway; I’m alright now. But how come you came early and didn’t tell me?"

Mo Yinhe turned off the light, holding her, and said, "I originally wanted to surprise you, but you gave me a fright instead. Si Yuan went back in time, but nothing changed. Are you very disappointed?"

Si Mingjing held him tight and whispered, "It was a surprise for me. I’m very happy to feel you by my side when I wake up."

Mo Yinhe reached out to tousle her hair.

He said to her, "Failure is the mother of success. There’s no need to dwell on a single failure. Back in the day, when my mom first discovered that her tears of regret became Regret Medicine, she would take one almost every month, trying to go back in time to save my dad. But every time, it ended in failure!"

"Huh?"

"She thought my dad had been dumped at sea and died without anyone collecting his body. Many times she took Regret Medicine, hoping to change the outcome and save my dad, but didn’t know my dad hadn’t died. Although thrown into the sea, he was rescued by old man Chen and turned into a vampire. So my mom kept going back into the past unsuccessfully. Until years later, at the civil affairs bureau, she randomly drew my dad’s number and found out he wasn’t dead at all, which explained why all her attempts with Regret Medicine had failed."

Si Mingjing, listening to the gossip about her parents-in-law, drifted off to sleep again.

However, Mo Yinhe didn’t dare sleep deeply all night. He changed her cooling patch three times during the night, and only when she was fever-free by five in the morning did he finally close his eyes.

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When Si Mingjing awoke, it was already noon. She took her pulse, confirming the fever had broken and she was fine physically.

Si Mingjing went to the bathroom to take a shower and came out wrapped in a towel, feeling refreshed. She saw Mo Yinhe sitting at the foot of the bed getting dressed. At that moment, his shirtless, muscular form was as eye-catching as milk-toned muscles, intoxicating in Si Mingjing’s view.

Instead of looking away, she brazenly admired him.

Noticing her unrestrained gaze, Mo Yinhe paused his actions and beckoned with a finger.

Si Mingjing walked over, and Mo Yinhe took her hand, pulling her onto his lap, his arms wrapping around her, pressing a palm to her forehead. "Did you take your pulse? Will the fever recur?"

"I’m fine now, don’t worry. I sweated it out last night, and after a shower, I’m fine. I’m naturally healthy."

Mo Yinhe held her for a moment before getting up to fetch clothes and the hairdryer.

He loved drying her hair after she washed it, knowing Mingjing hated the process of blow-drying her hair after washing it, which he thoroughly enjoyed, especially loving her long, flowing hair.

Si Mingjing was used to the luxury, sitting in a single-seat sofa with a carefree posture, enjoying Mo Yinhe standing behind her blow-drying her hair, even shaking her leg playfully.

"Didn’t you say two days ago you’d stop by Shendu to see Xiaobai before coming? How is he in Shendu?"

"What’s so great about that brat?"

Mo Yinhe, who doted on their son, always spoke dismissively of him. "I’ll see you first. We’ll go to Shendu together tomorrow to see Xiaobai. Your brother invited me to Shendu; he wants to establish a space base. The preliminary preparations are complete, and they’re waiting for groundbreaking. He asked us to attend the groundbreaking ceremony together."