1557: Si Mobai and Su Jingfeng Collided

Si Mobai and Su Jingfeng Collided

Under his request, Feng Tianlan tore off a corner of her sleeve and bandaged it up for him. "Alright, you can leave now."0

Su Jingfeng looked at the same flower knot and then looked at Feng Tianlan. His lips curled into a smile. "You look very much like Yun'er."

"I'm the Biling Pearl," Feng Tianlan replied coldly. In front of Su Jingfeng, she wished that she was only the Biling Pearl. In front of Mobai, she wished that she was Yun Yi in her past life. It was very strange in her heart.

Perhaps she was afraid that Su Jingfeng would do something, afraid that Mobai would not love her after he recovered the memories of his previous life. That was why she had such thoughts.

"I'm leaving." Su Jingfeng waved his hand in satisfaction, then stood up and left.

He still remembered the first time he was injured in front of Yun'er. She had carefully applied medicine on him, and just like that, she had casually pulled off the corners of her sleeves and bandaged him up. Because he did not care about his injuries, she had scolded him that he was sick.., she did not even treat his injuries.

He had already forgotten what he had thought at that time. However, now that he thought about it, he actually felt very sweet in his heart and missed him very much.

When he walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he raised his eyes and saw Si Mobai walking towards him. He was holding a festive red silk in his hand. The Joy on his face instantly sank. His entire body was emitting an icy cold devil's aura. His spiritual force was deliberately ready to be used at any time.

Si Mobai was holding the red silk in his hands, thinking that he would hang it up with Lan'er in a while to decorate the courtyard. In the end, when he raised his eyes, he saw Su Jingfeng swagger out of the courtyard.

The joy of getting married instantly dissipated, and his body was filled with an extremely cold and spiritual force. He circulated his spiritual power and was ready to attack at any moment.

His hands had yet to move, but his sharp eyes had killed thousands of times in the instant they met.

Feng Tianlan also felt that the atmosphere was not right. She felt as if they were going to fight to the death. She hurriedly stood up, lifted her skirt, and ran towards Si Mobai. Then, she grabbed his hand and called out sweetly, "Mobai, you're back."

Su Jingfeng's eyes were cold and red. He glanced at their interlocked hands and smiled evilly. He seemed to be in a very good mood. "I'll be waiting for you."

After saying that, he strode over. The moment he brushed past Si Mobai, he raised his eyes and looked at him provocatively.

Feng Tianlan tugged at Si Mobai's hand. She felt that she couldn't pull him away, so she opened her arms and hugged his waist. "Ignore him. He's trying to sow discord between us."

Wasn't he saying that on purpose to let Mobai's imagination run wild so that he could sow discord between them?

The moment she hugged him, Si Mobai's cold aura instantly turned gentle as he lowered his eyes and looked at her worriedly. "Are you alright?"

"No, he just went crazy and came to tell me a lot about him and Yun Yi." Feng Tianlan pulled him to sit down at the table and reached out to touch the red silk. "He also said that there's news about my mother."

Si Mobai's heart tightened, but he still said considerately, "Since there's news, let's change the wedding date and go look for Mother first."

He knew how important mother-in-law was to Lan'er. Moreover, it was a big wedding. It would be better if there were relatives around. She would also be more satisfied and would not have any regrets.

Feng Tianlan looked up and saw that he was serious. She smiled and said, "No, it's not necessary. It's the fourteenth today. We're only getting married in a few days. After we're married, we'll go look for mother."

"Lan'er, you don't have to worry about your husband's feelings." Although he really wanted to marry her and didn't want to cause any complications, he wanted to satisfy all of Lan'er's needs.

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