Chapter 158: Chapter 158 Little Dragon Cub: This Princess Has Come Online 1
Fengjue received no response and continued, "Your Excellency seems to be in a poor mood. He actually wants to go out and clear his head. Miss Si, please accompany His Excellency. We rough men truly don’t know how to comfort him. Encountering something like this is a profound humiliation for any man. What he needs most right now is a confidante to help him take his mind off things."
"Then go to the military doctor first and get my Silver Needle kit."
The Zhanlong Fragrance, though refreshing, also prevented her from transforming into human form. She needed the Silver Needle to detoxify herself.
"Certainly, Miss Si. Please wait a moment."
After Fengjue left, he quickly returned and brought the Silver Needle kit to her.
Si Mingjing used the Silver Needle to detoxify herself, returned to human form, ate lunch, and then went to find Mo Yinhe.
She thought Mo Yinhe was in low spirits and needed comfort, but little did she know he was at the military base’s command center. He stood before a 500-inch screen, hands clasped behind his back, strategizing as if commanding nations.
The command center of the Raging Flame Military Base shared many similarities with those Si Mingjing had seen in modern military films. It featured countless computers with officers working diligently before them, various cutting-edge technologies, and large screens displaying marine maps with switchable viewpoints and 360-degree, no-blind-spot coverage.
Si Mingjing chose an inconspicuous empty seat and sat down, listening as Mo Yinhe and several senior officers analyzed battle plans—Plan 1, Plan 2, Plan 3...
They were discussing how to respond to attacks from foreign forces and how to launch surprise attacks on them, catching them off guard and striking such fear that the mere rumor of their approach would make enemies lose courage.
Si Mingjing propped her chin on her hands, listening with great interest.
Indeed, a man wholeheartedly committed to his work is the most handsome.
Mo Yinhe stood before the large screen, analyzing the merits of various combat plans with the senior officers. His tall, erect stature was imposing, stern yet dazzling. The senior officers around him, their uniforms laden with medals, all seemed to bow in submission before him.
Fengjue poured her a drink, placed it on the table in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Miss Si, please enjoy."
"Thank you. What is His Excellency up to? Is he really planning to go to war?"
Fengjue sat down beside her and replied softly, "We are just taking early precautions to deal with the rapidly shifting situation."
Si Mingjing nodded. Her gaze unintentionally met Mo Yinhe’s. She crossed her arms and smiled.
It turned out this man was just like her, always making preparations in advance—Plan 1, Plan 2, Plan 3... Always setting numerous traps for the enemy to fall into before they could even think of trapping him! She, on the other hand, toiled alone in thought and strategy, while he had a think tank to devise tactics for him. Without comparison, she hadn’t realized, but now... My goodness, she was a mere novice in the presence of a master! But she truly admired men like that. Admiring him was like admiring herself.
At this moment, an operator stood up, saluted, and reported, "Your Excellency, the Crown Princess Consort requests to speak with you."
Mo Yinhe’s eyes were cold. "Put her through," he commanded.
"Yes, Your Excellency."
On the large screen, a woman’s image quickly appeared. Her eyebrows were faint like distant hills, her lips as bright as peach blossoms. A pair of sparkling eyes seemed to carry all the stars in the sky. Her ink-black hair was languidly and casually draped over her shoulders, revealing fragrant, jade-like skin. She was beautiful beyond mortal description.
Si Mingjing felt a jolt. It was Bai Jiusi.
Mo Yinhe, his left hand supporting his right elbow, his right thumb rubbing his jaw, stared at the face deeply etched into his very bones on the screen. His gaze was chilling, as if looking at a dead person.
"Mo Yinhe, we finally meet again," Bai Jiusi said. "But I would rather we never see each other again in this lifetime."
Mo Yinhe’s face remained dark; he stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.
These words truly couldn’t hurt him. Only someone he genuinely cared about could stir his emotions.
The imposter, however, self-righteously continued, "Five years ago, I faked my death to escape you. After five years of separation, our marriage is purely nominal. I called to tell you that I will soon marry the Crown Prince of Gendaya Country. I hope you can attend our wedding."
At that moment, an electronic wedding invitation floated onto the large screen.
Everyone in the command center looked furious enough to explode. Publicly repudiating her husband and then sending an invitation to her ex-husband! Was this still the Crown Princess Consort? This was too outrageous!
Bai Jiusi seemed determined to ignite Mo Yinhe’s fury and wouldn’t stop until she did. "Oh, right," she added, "I’ll be attending the Four Nations Summit with my fiancé. I hope you can bring Xiaobai along. Xiaobai is my son, and a child should be with their mother."
BANG! A loud sound echoed as a high-ranking officer shot to his feet, unable to bear it any longer. He roared, "Your Excellency—"
"Shut up!"
Mo Yinhe shot him a cold glare, stopping the high-ranking officer from uttering any obscenities.
His gaze remained fixed icily on the imposter on the large screen. She waited for his response, but it was like punching a sponge—no reaction. Finally, she took the initiative and ended the video call.
The faces of everyone in the command center were etched with extreme embarrassment. Such a thing would be a profound humiliation not just for His Excellency, but for any ordinary man present. How could the Crown Princess Consort, whom His Excellency cherished, be this kind of person? Her public persona had completely collapsed! Her image was shattered!
Even Si Mingjing found it hard to watch. The Demon King, so humiliated by the woman he deeply loved!
After the command center meeting ended, Mo Yinhe took Si Mingjing onto a naval vessel, intending to take her to a hot spring.
Sitting in the cabin, Si Mingjing couldn’t hold back and asked Mo Yinhe, "How do you plan to deal with this?"
"Haven’t I told you? I want to start a new romantic life. It all depends on whether you’re willing to accept me."
His thoughts aligned with his sister Ye Siyuan’s: someone was trying to force his ’darling’ to reveal herself! He certainly wouldn’t be foolish enough to tell the world that woman wasn’t his ’darling’ at all. Let the imposter stir up trouble; perhaps she could even inadvertently become a divine assist for him and Mingjing.
Si Mingjing was currently unwilling to pursue this topic. Still, ’a day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace.’ Even if they couldn’t part amicably, they shouldn’t tear each other down so viciously. Mingjing felt Xiaobai’s mother had gone too far!
"Mingjing," Mo Yinhe asked, "if I attend her wedding, would you be my partner and go with me?"
Suddenly, Si Mingjing found she couldn’t bear to refuse. This was actually a good way to help Mo Yinhe regain face. Mo Yinhe was the Demon King in her heart, and she couldn’t help wanting to protect him.
"If you really intend to go to her wedding, then when the time comes, I can be your companion for the day."
Mo Yinhe’s spirits lifted considerably. "Then it’s settled! First, let me treat you; I’ll take you to the hot springs."
「Afterward, they arrived at Hot Spring Island.」
Si Mingjing decided to keep Mo Yinhe company and help lighten his mood.
The two made their way towards the hot spring pool. Along the path, Mo Yinhe even picked two large coconuts. His tall figure led the way, shielding her from the jungle thorns, and soon they arrived at the edge of the hot spring pool.
SPLASH!
At that moment, from the steaming hot spring pool, a small head suddenly emerged. It was topped with two shiny little Dragon Horns, and it was hugging a plump fish, roaring with adorable ferocity: