novelraw Chapter 817: Mo Yinhe the Matchmaker (Part 1)
Chapter 817: Mo Yinhe the Matchmaker (Part 1)
Si Mingjing was unaware of the Little Dragon Cub Popularity Chart that Mo Yinhe handed her. Si Mingjing found out that there was indeed a list, but there was only her little dragon cub, no one else.
Si Mingjing said, "I’m not sure."
Mo Yinhe replied, "I guess it’s those idle brothers-in-law who came up with this. Are they trying to compare whose child is better?"
Si Mingjing laughed and said, "Currently, Xiaobai is topping the list."
"Of course, the child personally trained by me, Mo Yinhe, is the best." Mo Yinhe was biased; ten fingers cannot be the same length, how can a person not be biased?
The next day before leaving, Mo Yinhe called Ye Nianbai to his side and instructed him thoroughly.
Afterward, the two headed to Gendaya to attend Qu Liushang’s coronation banquet.
The banquet was held in the evening.
Mo Yinhe and Si Mingjing were not in a hurry to reach Gendaya; instead, they leisurely traveled, sightseeing along the way. They arrived at the Gendaya Imperial Capital just an hour before the banquet began.
In the lavishly decorated banquet hall, Si Mingjing, as the Queen of Mu Continent, was seated in the VIP area.
Since the King of Gendaya had not been buried yet, the banquet was held in a solemn and formal manner, without singing and dancing, but rather with an air of solemn dignity.
Qu Liushang sat in the host seat, and his gaze uncontrollably wandered to Si Mingjing.
She wore an elegant imperial yellow evening gown, her hair piled high at the back of her head, sitting beside Mo Yinhe like the moon in the sky or like a mirage – visible but untouchable, captivating to the point where one could not bear to look away.
Mo Yinhe keenly noticed Qu Liushang’s gaze. He held a glass of wine and sinisterly raised it towards Qu Liushang. Qu Liushang was compelled to look away, raising his glass to Mo Yinhe from a distance.
After taking a sip, Qu Liushang no longer blatantly looked at Si Mingjing.
He loved this woman, but reason told him he could never have her in this lifetime.
Thus, he decided to marry a woman whose appearance was similar to hers now.
After being exposed to the vast sea, other waters pale in comparison. Eliminating every possibility only clouds remain. Whomever he marries makes no difference, so why not marry someone who bears a resemblance to Si Mingjing, making the nights together less repulsive.
Qu Liushang thought this way, which made Mo Yinhe feel as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.
The Crown Prince of Lemuria, Feng Chonghua, was seated at the same table with Mo Yinhe. Seeing Mo Yinhe’s gloomy face, he raised his glass to Mo Yinhe in toast.
"Crown Prince Yinhe, I salute you, a year has passed without much gain."
He gained a wife, retrieved eight dragon cubs, allied with Mu Continent, no longer isolated by the united front of three countries. This year, Mo Yinhe became the true winner in life.
Mo Yinhe was resourceful and charming, raising his glass to Feng Chonghua, "Prince Chonghua, it seems you also shine with joy as you become Qu Liushang’s brother-in-law soon. Congratulations."
Feng Chonghua held the tall glass, smiling silently.
Qu Liushang recently visited Lemuria, seeking to marry his legitimate sister, a matter yet to be announced publicly, but Mo Yinhe already knew?
No matter!
This major alliance through marriage was originally intended to be announced at tonight’s banquet.
Feng Chonghua loosened his grip slightly on the tall glass, smiling and saying, "Crown Prince Yinhe, you truly have your ears to the ground."
Mo Yinhe had no intention of taking the blame. Perhaps Feng Chonghua planned to rigorously rectify his circle after returning home, "If my soon-to-be brother-in-law hadn’t told me, I might have waited until the announcement to congratulate you."
He had only one sister, so everyone knew who his brother-in-law was without needing to guess.
Si Mingjing thought Mo Yinhe was quite wicked, stretching out a leg under the table to kick him.
Why drag her brother into this?
Feng Chonghua smiled silently, checking the time, probably it was time to announce the major alliance between the two countries together with Qu Liushang. Just then, a woman stumbled into the banquet hall.
She ran while shouting, "Not good, not good, Crown Prince is not good."
The woman ran over to Feng Chonghua.
Such rudeness and lack of manners drew everyone’s attention.
Si Mingjing looked over as well.
The woman ran urgently, sweating profusely and panting heavily.
She reached Feng Chonghua, holding her waist while panting and said, "The Third Princess, the Third Princess is missing. We’ve searched everywhere but can’t find her."
Feng Chonghua suddenly stood up, "What’s going on?"
Feeling the banquet hall wasn’t the place to discuss this, Feng Chonghua scolded, "Talk to me outside!"
The woman then followed Feng Chonghua out of the banquet hall.
Si Mingjing instinctively looked at Mo Yinhe, who leisurely peeled crab legs for her, placing peeled meat on the saucer in front of her, saying, "Try it, tastes good."
Others in the banquet hall discussed the incident.
Qu Liushang also gestured, sending people to search everywhere.
"Where did you hide her?" Si Mingjing asked Mo Yinhe in a low voice.
Mo Yinhe showed an innocent expression, "Baby, your husband never hides other women. If I were to hide someone, it would only be you. Not to mention a princess who looks five parts like you now, as long as she looks exactly like you once did, she wouldn’t catch my eye."
Si Mingjing pinched his waist hard, "You’re getting more and more glib-tongued, losing your image. Can you act more decently, like you do with others?"
Mo Yinhe’s face slightly grew serious, giving her a sideways look from a higher angle, the cold and sinister expression always keeping others at a distance, causing Si Mingjing to shiver unexpectedly.
Si Mingjing shook her head and contradicted herself, "Forget it, I can accept your glib-tongued self."
Mo Yinhe kept a high and mighty expression, quietly watching her, his gaze sharp, deeply restrained and cold.
Si Mingjing stomped heavily on his foot.
Mo Yinhe then laughed, his eyes full of gentleness.
Their playful banter, seen by Qu Liushang, felt particularly jarring.
His hand squeezed the wine glass, and with a bang, it shattered.
The action wasn’t small, drawing the attention of those nearby.
No one knew why he shattered the glass, except Mo Yinhe, who coldly glanced at Qu Liushang.
Their gazes met, beneath the surface, an intense undercurrent as if thousands of soldiers were clashing in their eyes.
At that moment, Feng Chonghua returned.
Mo Yinhe asked with empathy, "Prince Chonghua, is your sister alright?"
"She’s fine, just having a tantrum, we’ve found her." Feng Chonghua acted calmly, yet secretly was deploying people everywhere to search, downed his remaining wine on seeing it in his glass.
His sister went missing at this time, it wasn’t temporarily avoiding wedlock or someone trying to sabotage the alliance – utterly hateful, could it have anything to do with Mo Yinhe?