Si Mobai saved Xi Jin entirely for Lan’er’s sake. If Xi Jin still competed with him for Lan’er, then he would never let it go.
Even though Si Mobai was physically weak, he still took Feng Tianlan from Azurite’s side and carried her away.
“Your Highness, your hand…” Azurite wanted him to bandage his hand, but before she could finish her sentence, he had already disappeared.
Azurite turned her head around to take a look at Xi Jin. She did not know whether he had been resuscitated or not. She gave a sigh. His Highness and Miss would definitely quarrel this time. But come to think of it, it was no one’s fault.
Si Mobai carried Feng Tianlan back to Si Feng Pavilion and carefully laid her on the bed. He looked at her tightly knitted brows. Tears were still hanging on in the corners of her eyes. He felt sorry that she was in such a state, and yet he also felt that kind of pain in his heart.
“Lan’er, is he that important?” Si Mobai lifted her hand to take a look at her wrist. He put it to his lips and gently kissed the pink scar, already covered in medicine, and asked, “More important than me, your husband?”
Was Xi Jin that important? So important that she could use their relationship to threaten him?
“Lan’er, no one has ever dared to threaten me in such a way. You’re the first. I also felt threatened because I was afraid,” Si Mobai said. He dared not risk any possibility of losing her.
She knew that her blood could save lives, so she often cut her wrist to let blood and save lives. She might not feel the pain, but he hurt for her.
Si Mobai raised his hand to look at the wound on his palm. He took out the medicinal powder and applied it on top of the injury. He watched as the wound healed bit by bit and said, “Lan’er, do you feel sorry for your husband?”
She certainly would not feel sorry. She was only anxious about Xi Jin. How could she feel sorry for him?
Even if Si Mobai himself felt physically weak, he still would not leave Feng Tianlan’s side even for a moment, and he took care of her. As he looked at her deeply furrowed brows, he felt the heartache rise again and again. He was full of a pain that he felt to his bones.
Feng Tianlan had lost too much blood. Even with the use of Pill Medicine, because the Vine in her heart needed a special infusion of blood, it caused her to sleep in a deep state. She repeatedly shouted for Mobai and Big Brother Jin during the time she was unconscious.
It caused Si Mobai, who had been keeping watch by her side, even more pain. It hurt to the point that he felt unable to breathe. He knew that he should believe her and have more confidence in her, but he could not help it. Moreover, he had no confidence in himself.
Xi Jin and Feng Tianlan had known each other for ten years longer than Si Mobai. He had ten years less of feelings than they did. At one point, she would have rather died than give in to him…
Therefore, he really had no confidence in himself. He was afraid that she did not love him enough and terrified that she did not care enough about him.
Feng Tianlan slowly opened her eyes, and she gradually regained consciousness. She thought of the poisoned Xi Jin and suddenly sat up. “Big Brother Jin,” she said.
“As soon as you wake up, Xi Jin is all you think of?” said Si Mobai, who had been keeping watch by her side. When he heard Feng Tianlan’s cry, he felt so hurt that he found it hard to breathe. His voice did not sound good.
“Mobai.” Feng Tianlan looked at him and recalled that before she lost consciousness, Mobai had made her dizzy. She could not help but narrow her eyes and ask, “Where’s Xi Jin?”
Si Mobai saw that she only cared about Xi Jin and his voice turned cold from the heartache as he said, “Do you care so much about him?”
Why did she wake up only to care about another man? Why couldn’t she care about him first? He was her fiancé.
“He’s poisoned.” Feng Tianlan did not notice Si Mobai’s mood. She only thought of Xi Jin, who had taken poison to kill himself. She did not know if he was dead or alive. She flung the blanket aside, wanting to get out of bed.
Si Mobai reached out to grab her shoulder and asked, “Lan’er, is there only Xi Jin in your eyes?”
“Mobai, stop your nonsense. He’s poisoned. He’s going to die.” Feng Tianlan anxiously pushed his hand away and said hurriedly, “Now is not the time to be jealous.”
Si Mobai looked at his hand as it dropped to the bed. His eyes hardened as he said flatly, “You don’t have to go. He’s dead.”
