The Tempestuous Consort – Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness Chapter 1180 - : Yet To Differentiate Between Reality And Illusion

Chapter 1180: Yet To Differentiate Between Reality And Illusion

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Si Mobai quickly removed the concentric knot which she had made from his waist and placed it in front of her eyes. “I did not throw it away. The concentric knot has always been here. How could I have thrown this away?”

With her teary eyes wide, Feng Tianlan looked at the well-kept concentric knot. She was taken aback for a moment and lowered her head to glance at herself. Her clothes were white, not red. She could not help but raise her hand and touched the white orchid jade hairpin on her head. When she took it down, she realized it was still intact.

“Where is this place?” Feng Tianlan looked at the foot of the bed engraved with artworks of abundant ancestors and was totally stunned all of a sudden. It seemed like she had really come out of the illusion this time?

However, regardless of whether it was an illusion, Feng Tianlan felt that the scene that had taken place previously had been too realistic. She had truly felt immense pain, so much pain that even breathing had hurt.

“I guess we are at the Earth Soul PaG.o.da,” Si Mobai replied. He intended to calm her down first before asking her what happened.

Feng Tianlan withdrew from Si Mobai’s arms, sat cross-legged, raised her eyes to look at him from top to bottom, and saw that his face was pale. When she looked down at his hands, she saw the obvious tooth marks on his right wrist which she had made. She turned her head to look at his left hand again and saw that his hand was still bleeding.

Upon thinking about the scene she had just seen, Feng Tianlan quickly grabbed his left hand. There was a deep cut in his palm, and his robes turned had red because of the bleeding. Looking at his wound, she felt distressed and quickly took out homeostatic powder and applied the medication for him.

“If you have married someone else, that’s over and done with now. Why have you come to look for me again? You kissed me and even cut your hands to feed me blood. Do you think that I will forgive you because of this?”

Feng Tianlan lifted up her eyes and glared at Si Mobai who wanted to speak. “Let me tell you, there is no way that will happen! You have brought this upon yourself, I will never forgive you, never!”

Si Mobai was very puzzled and felt helpless about what she had said. “Lan’er, I did not marry anyone.”

“Hmph!” Feng Tianlan grumbled as she held the embroidered handkerchief to bandage his wound. When she turned to look at the tooth marks on his right hand, she suddenly hesitated. Perhaps she should let it scar to teach him a lesson?

“Today, Feng Yunsheng posed as you and came to Bailan Alliance to find me. I gave her a beating. I don’t know if she was trying to ask for help, but she said you were in danger, so I came to you. When I came, you were unconscious. Also now I recall, when I arrived, two dark shadows had just left. They must have done something to you.”

Si Mobai patiently explained all this to Feng Tianlan. He did not know what she had gone through, but she seemed to be deeply trapped within it and did not seem to have fully awakened. Could it have been a dream?

“Feng Yunsheng?” Feng Tianlan squinted slightly, and upon remembering the words of the bride previously, she raised her head to question him bitterly, “Isn’t she Yunyi? You are Wu Ya. You do like her after all.”

Feng Yunsheng was Yunyi and Si Mobai was Wu Ya. The two of them were a fated pair and she was simply the third wheel, a person who could be discarded It did not matter if he faced any difficulties along the way, at the end of the day, he had hurt her. If he wanted to be forgiven, it would not be so easy.

Si Mobai patiently explained to her and said, “Lan’er, I have been in retreat for more than half a year. She came to see me a few times, but I did not even look at her, let alone marry her. Even if she is Yunyi, so what? She is not Lan’er, so how could I marry her?”

Lan’er seemed to be really angry and appeared to selectively ignore what he said.

Feng Tianlan stuffed the white orchid jade hairpin back into his hand and s.n.a.t.c.hed the concentric knot back. “Here, we no longer owe each other anything anymore, we will be…”