My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 738 Ye Shen’s Wedding Settled 1

Ye Siyuan immediately made an excuse to call Si Lisao. It had been several days since she last saw her beloved, and this was a perfect opportunity to experience how absence makes the heart grow fonder.

The thorny issues in Baitown City were resolved, leaving only administrative matters. Si Lisao quickly arranged for a group of officials from the Mu Continent to manage Baitown City, so his continued presence to oversee things was unnecessary.

Si Lisao missed Ye Siyuan too. After hanging up, he decided to set off that very day to take the children to Yecheng. Ye Siyuan had posted a few photos of the snowy landscape on her social media; beneath the filter, the beautiful scenery was captivating, and Si Lisao wanted to see it for himself.

Si Lisao couldn’t wait; he set off within an hour of hanging up the phone.

Su Zhi, Xi Jinrong, and Gu Changbin weren’t interested in Yecheng; their interest lay in Dragon Pond. So, they parted ways with Si Lisao and headed toward Shendu on the Mu Continent.

Sheng Liuyun kept raving in the group chat about how wonderfully refreshing it was to soak in the Dark River at Dragon Pond, making several others eager to try it themselves.

By the time the three men arrived in Shendu, Si Mingjing and Mo Yinhe had just departed.

Before leaving, Si Mingjing found herself worrying about Ye Nianbai. The child had lived with his father and grandparents since birth and held no special attachment to the Mu Continent. Now that he was to be fostered by the Bo Leng family, Si Mingjing worried Ye Nianbai wouldn’t adapt well.

"Jingjing, I’m totally fine! I can play with Fengyin, and little brother Xiangru promised to stay with me. I’m not scared one bit! But Jingjing, you have to think of me every day, okay?" Ye Nianbai said, putting on a brave, slightly smug face so his parents wouldn’t worry.

He was as considerate as ever; just like the time he injured his leg and only let himself cry after his grandmother had left.

Knowing his son’s resilient nature, Si Mingjing reached out and tousled his little head, saying, "If you miss me, just call."

Mo Yinhe looked down at his son and lectured, "Children should leave their parents and venture out to experience the world. Otherwise, they just become hothouse flowers. This is a rare opportunity, so learn to take good care of yourself. A boy who can’t manage on his own away from his parents isn’t worthy of being called a young man."

Si Mingjing kicked Mo Yinhe. Couldn’t he speak more comfortingly?

Ye Nianbai puffed out his small chest, his strong pride making him even more determined. "I am *not* a hothouse flower who can’t be without his parents! I’ll study hard and take my baths properly! Don’t you underestimate me, Dad! Hmph!"

Mo Yinhe chuckled, then also ruffled the child’s hair before taking Si Mingjing’s hand and boarding the plane without a backward glance.

Their departure was as firm as it needed to be.

Ye Nianbai stood beside Bo Leng, watching the airplane ascend through the protective barrier above the Prince Residence. It gradually receded into the distance until it vanished completely from sight.

Only then did tears, despite his best efforts, roll down his cheeks.

"Xiaobai, why are you crying? This dragon will take you out to have some fun," Bo Fengyin teased.

Ye Nianbai wiped his eyes hard, insisting stubbornly, "I wasn’t crying! Come on, no one’s supervising me now, so I *have* to go exploring everywhere!"

"Uncle, is that okay?" Bo Fengyin asked, looking up at his cool and aloof uncle.

Bo Leng stood with his hands clasped behind him, observing his two young nephews. His cool, handsome face softened almost imperceptibly as he gave a slight nod.

"You may play for three days."

After those three days, however, their education would resume without missing a single lesson.

After all, the two children weren’t just staying for a week or so, but for half a year; their studies could not be neglected.

"Yeah! I’ll take you to my old haunt! Rolling in lava is way more fun, you’ve definitely never tried that!" Bo Fengyin boasted, already picturing the fun they’d have in his lava playground and eager to go.

The idea sounded terrifying to Ye Nianbai, yet his adventurous spirit filled him with anticipation for the thrill.

Bo Leng didn’t stop them, allowing the two children their adventure.

Meanwhile, Si Lisao and the children arrived in Yecheng around eleven o’clock the next morning.

Tang Zhou had also come with the children.

Upon disembarking, she went straight to the South Garden of the palace to find Ye Junqing and tell him all about the children’s impressive exploits.

It happened to be mealtime. Ye Junqing retrieved a bottle of fine red wine from the cellar, intending to share a drink with Tang Zhou. He also called for his future son-in-law, Si Lisao, to join them.

Si Lisao entered with the children. Seeing Ye Siyuan approach, he stood his ground, a steady presence. The moment she was close enough, he pulled her into his arms without hesitation, right there in front of everyone.

Ye Xinguang followed. Witnessing the tender affection between her daughter and future son-in-law—absence clearly having made their hearts grow fonder—she chose not to disturb the long-distance couple. Instead, she beckoned the children over to wash their hands and get ready for the meal.

"Did you miss me?"

A faint blush, like pear blossoms in bloom, crept onto Ye Siyuan’s face. She shyly hummed in agreement and pulled Si Lisao to the living room sofa. From it, she picked up a sweater she had knitted, holding it against Si Lisao’s tall frame to check the fit.

"Look at the sweater I knitted for you! It’s perfect for this weather. Why are you wearing so little? You’ll freeze!"

Si Lisao was indeed dressed thinly, wearing only a white shirt and black trousers.

But it was snowing outside.

A few snowflakes had landed on his hair, yet to melt.

Ye Siyuan was terribly worried and wished she could make Si Lisao put the sweater on that very instant to warm up.

"It’s not cold indoors. I’ll try it on after the meal," he said.

Si Lisao genuinely liked the sweater Ye Siyuan had knitted. Holding it, he felt a warmth in his hands that seemed infused with her love.

"But wearing just a sweater outside would also be freezing! Later, I’ll see if my brother has a cashmere coat you can borrow. You’ll have to make do for now."

Concerned for her boyfriend, Ye Siyuan said impatiently, "I’ll go right now."

"Your dad is calling us to eat. Don’t rush; it really isn’t cold inside."

The indoor temperature was a comfortable twenty-five degrees Celsius, so everyone was dressed lightly.

Si Lisao heard his future father-in-law calling him to the dining room and didn’t dare keep him waiting. His strong hand enveloped Ye Siyuan’s soft one, leading her to the dining hall.

Ye Siyuan had no choice but to relent.

At the dining table, Tang Zhou sipped wine while bringing up Ye Siyuan’s marriage.

"Why haven’t you set a date for the engagement banquet yet? Which day will it be? Siyuan isn’t worried about getting married, but I’m worried for her!" Tang Zhou joked.

Ye Siyuan said, "It’s next week, very soon. Just ten days and five hours away."

Calculating it down to the hour showed just how eager she was to be married.

Ye Junqing pressed his temple, momentarily speechless. Since when were daughters so eager to leave home?

Tang Zhou burst into hearty laughter, "Brother Junqing, it seems you’ve raised this daughter for nothing!"

Ye Siyuan playfully stuck out her tongue.

"I’ll always be my dad’s cherished daughter and will remain filial even after I marry. Auntie Tang Zhou, don’t try to sow discord! Besides, if Tangtang marries into our family someday, would you feel you’d raised *her* for nothing?"

"How can that be the same? If Tangtang marries Ye Shen, it’s practically like she’s still in her own home."

Tangtang was born around the same time as Ye Shen. Her future parents-in-law were practically family—like an aunt and uncle—and her maternal grandparents also lived at the Ye Family palace. To Tang Zhou, this meant her daughter wouldn’t really be leaving home at all but would still be close by.

Tang Zhou said, "Brother Junqing, why don’t we have Tangtang and Ye Shen get married during the Spring Festival?"