Si Mobai slightly narrowed his eyes and said slowly, “Before I regained my memory and found Yunyi, I always thought that you were Yunyi. Hence, it didn’t matter if you actually were, because in my heart, you were Yunyi.”
He loved her and that never had anything to do with Yunyi. Moreover, she was Yunyi.
He loved her only because she was who she was, it had nothing to do with anyone else.
“So, I’m just a substitute?” Feng Tianlan clenched her fists to prevent herself from falling to the ground. She felt all her limbs hurting. It was so painful that she could not breathe. This pain was no less than what she felt when Jiang Ying and Shen Yunya betrayed her previously.
“No.”
Feng Tianlan’s eyes lit up. However, what Si Mobai proceeded to say next immediately burst her bubble.
“No one can replace her, Yunyi is Yunyi.” Lan’er was Lan’er, the only wife he ever loved and wanted to marry in this lifetime. It had nothing to do with Yunyi.
Feng Tianlan looked at him intensely and soon her body was unable to hold on any longer. She staggered back two steps, her blood surging, her throat full of the metallic taste of blood. She swallowed it, but a trace of blood still flowed out from the corner of her mouth and fell onto the red carpet. It disappeared instantly, just like how she never seemed to have existed either.
At this moment, for Feng Tianlan, the entire world collapsed and she was plunged into total darkness. However, he was still there, a little grey light that was her hope. She was still unwilling to give up.
“Mobai, have you…ever liked me?” Feng Tianlan raised her eyes to look at him in anticipation, imploring. She did not know why she asked him this, maybe she was really unwilling to accept all this. After all, they were in love for so long and had promised each other so much. How could there be nothing left just because of a previous life?
Si Mobai looked at the blood leaking from the corner of her mouth and held his breath for a moment. He knew he had no other choice but to answer against his will, “No.” He said this because he loved her, he loved her very much.
“Not even a little bit?” Feng Tianlan was still unwilling to give up. As long as he replied that he had liked her a little before, she could hold on to her affections for him, even if she had to love humbly—because he was her Mobai!
Si Mobai watched as her face became increasingly pale, her body trembling. She seemed like she would collapse any moment now. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, “No.” It was more than just a little bit of like, it was a lot of love.
Feng Tianlan felt another stream of blood rushing from her heart and swallowed it back. “Mobai, do you have any reservations that are holding you back from speaking the truth?”
“No,” Si Mobai turned his gaze away and answered simply.
Feng Tianlan pointed at the bride’s wedding dress, “In that case, why is her wedding dress embroidered with white orchids?” That was the flower symbolizing their love!
“Because she likes this dress, so she is declaring ownership and showing you her position of power. In this palace, only peony flowers can grow and all this was permitted by me!” Si Mobai spoke quickly because if this continued he would not be able to hold on much longer. Her body would not permit it and he could not bear to see her get hurt, especially to get hurt by him.
“Wu Ya, the hairpin on her head was given by you and you said that you would not give other women gifts.” She looked at the white orchid jade hairpin on Feng Tianlan’s head and was keen to stir up trouble.
Si Mobai lowered his eyes and looked at her coldly, his gaze warning her not to be overly demanding!
She smiled lightly. “I like it too, I like everything that is yours.”
Si Mobai clenched his fists and a tinge of ruthlessness and resolve flashed across his eyes. He wanted to forget about everything, take Lan’er away with him, and leave this place together. The worst scenario would be for them to die together, and that would still be better than them torturing each other like this!
