The Tempestuous Consort – Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness Chapter 1279 - Feng Tianlan and the State Preceptor 2

Chapter 1279: Feng Tianlan and the State Preceptor 2

The stall was covered with red concentric knots and a small embroidered purse. It was a young vendor. Next to him sat a petite woman with a bun. Her not-so-fair hands were skillfully weaving the concentric knot.
Seeing this, Feng Tianlan’s body stiffened. She recalled that she had learned to weave the concentric knot from the vendor. The first time she did it, it was a little ugly and even crooked. However, Mo Bai kept it as if it was a treasure. Sometimes, it was even hung on his belt like a treasure, he did not find it ugly at all.
“Wife, stop weaving. You should rest and don’t tire yourself out.”
“It’s fine. Otherwise, look at how bored I am sitting here. I’m not tired.”
“If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have taught you how to weave. Instead, it’s tiring for you now,” The vendor blamed himself.
The woman smiled blissfully, “Husband and wife share the same mind.”
Hearing their words, Feng Tianlan looked up and saw that the small vendor had walked behind the woman. He was massaging her shoulders as he spoke. Occasionally, he would shout a few words to sell. The woman lowered her head to weave a concentric knot with a blissful smile on her face.
Feng Tianlan raised her hand and touched the white orchid jade hairpin in a bun. When she thought of how Si Mobai had stood behind her many times, massaging her shoulders and pulling her hair, her eyes could not help but turn red, “Mo Bai…”
If Mo Bai was here, she would not be alone.
If Mo Bai was here, he would definitely hold her hand and tell her that her husband was here.
If Mo Bai was here…
It was a pity that Mo Bai was not here. She was the only one shouldering everything.
Feng Tianlan narrowed her eyes and forced the tears that were about to fall back into her eyes. Then, she lifted her feet and left. The voices of the young couple were getting further and further away. Right now, no matter what she said, Mo Bai would not appear by her side.
Feng Tianlan put away her sad emotions and allowed her slightly red eyes to return to normal. Then she headed to Jialan Hall.
As she walked into Jialan Hall, she realized that this small but very strict Jialan Hall did not have any bodyguards. The silence was somewhat terrifying, but the surroundings were abnormally clean. There was not even a single fallen leaf, and the leaves on the trees were all dark green, it was as if spring had just arrived.
This was a strange place, and the State Preceptor was even more strange.
When she came to the room where the State Preceptor had seen her in the past, the originally blank picture scroll on the wall now had more content. From the side, it was still her appearance, and the man in the picture was also black and white.
However, this time, they were all holding sharp swords, and their white clothes had long been dyed red with blood. She held the ice soul sword in her hand and stabbed it…
Feng Tianlan’s eyes widened and her body retreated. “Impossible!”
How could she and Mo Bai meet with weapons? How could she stab Mo Bai’s heart like this?
The woman in the painting was not her, but Feng Yunsheng!
“Miss Feng,” The State Preceptor walked out slowly. When he saw Feng Tianlan’s pale face staring at the painting, he raised his eyebrows and quickly returned to his original appearance.
Feng Tianlan recovered from her shock. She raised her hand and used her Spiritual Force to take down the portrait. Fire Spiritual Force came out from her palm and she burned the portrait into ashes. She turned her head and looked at the State Preceptor with cold eyes, “What does the State Preceptor mean by always drawing portraits of me and Mo Bai?”
And he always drew such sorrowful portraits.
“I just drew it according to the crystal ball,” The State Preceptor sat down.