What’s more, ever since that letter had been delivered, they hadn’t met in more than a year. Even if they brushed shoulders on the street, they wouldn’t recognize each other, so how could there be a love affair between them?
But the commoners simply enjoyed letting their imaginations run wild.
Si Mobai walked into the main palace together with Feng Tianlan. After waiting for a while, Xi Lin languidly strolled out. She lifted her eyes and paid him a cursory glance before withdrawing her gaze and turning to look outside. “What message does the Demon King want to pass this time?”
Feng Tianlan stared at Xi Lin, who she hadn’t seen in three years. She looked slightly taller, and she seemed to have gotten even lazier. She couldn’t help but reminisce about old times, and, using her female voice, she spoke tenderly, “Sister Lin.”
When she heard that old and familiar greeting, Xi Lin’s body suddenly stiffened. She excitedly turned to look at Feng Tianlan. But what she saw before her was a young and handsome man. The excitement in her eyes instantly dissolved, and in the blink of an eye, her languid and lofty demeanor returned. “And you are?”
This young man was a stranger to her, so why had he addressed her as Sister Lin?
Only that lad He Lianhuang and Dai’er called her that. As for Shen Yunya, after Dai’er’s death, she forbade Shen Yunya from calling her that anymore because she didn’t like it! In the past, she’d allowed her to address her as Sister Lin only for Dai’er’s sake.
“‘Dai and Lin’ don’t sound nice at all. Shouldn’t we change it to ‘eyebrows akin to gems’?”
When she heard this line, Xi Lin’s eyes abruptly narrowed, and she opened her mouth with the intention to speak, but nothing came out. Instead, her eyes reddened as she took large strides toward Feng Tianlan. With open arms, she prepared to embrace her.
She was Dai’er!
Xi Lin only had one thought at that moment: that this was Dai’er and the only thing she wanted to do was hug her to confirm that this wasn’t a dream.
Si Mobai planted himself right in front of Feng Tianlan and used Spiritual Force to prevent Xi Lin from coming too close. He lifted his eyes and stared frostily at her. “She belongs to this king. You’re not allowed to hug her!”
Just like that, Xi Lin’s joy and excitement was thwarted by Si Mobai. Her face instantly became icy. With him standing between them, she stared at Feng Tianlan from a distance, just like a young woman torn away from her lover.
“Mobai.” Feng Tianlan extended a hand to tug at the hem of Si Mobai’s clothes. “I want to speak with Sister Lin alone. Could you go outside and keep watch for us?”
Si Mobai’s icy expression instantly melted. He nodded his head and made a soft sound of acknowledgment before throwing another icy glance at Xi Lin. He warned her coldly, “Remember, she belongs to this King. You’re not allowed to hug her, and you’re not allowed to hold her hand.”
After he said this, he turned his head to look at Feng Tianlan once more. His voice was as gentle as flowing water as he said, “You’re not allowed to steal any more hearts. Your husband will wait for you outside.”
Xin Lin was rendered speechless with shock at how warmly Si Mobai treated Feng Tianlan after he had just treated her so coldly. The difference in his attitude toward them was like night and day. After all, she was still the Princess of a nation. He was being too obvious in his favoritism.
“Sister Lin.” Feng Tianlan lifted her head and looked at Xi Lin, her lips curling into a smile.
Xi Lin withdrew her gaze from Si Mobai before scrutinizing Feng Tianlan from head to toe. She was tall and slender and had the face of a scholarly and handsome young man. However, she had the voice of a woman. “Dai’er, this…”
What on earth are you up to?
Feng Tianlan explained, “I applied something to my face. I’m a woman cross-dressing as a man.”
Xi Lin let out an “oh” sound when she noticed how realistic Feng Tianlan’s disguise was. Subconsciously, she reached her hands out toward Feng Tianlan’s chest with the intention of feeling whether or not her breasts had been properly concealed.
“Sister Lin.” Feng Tianlan reached out a hand to slap Xi Lin’s naughty claws away.
Xi Lin chuckled. In the end, she could no longer hold back her curiosity. “Where have you been for the past three years? And why did the Shen Family publicly declare your death, even going so far as to hold a burial?”
