After hearing this, Feng Tianlan angrily threw the ink on the wheelchair towards the masked man.
If he couldn't see the Imperial Master, what nonsense could he say?
The masked man dodged and looked at Feng Tianlan, who had more emotions besides disgust.
There was an imperceptible smile under the mask.
"I've always been curious about what he likes about you" he asked calmly.
He was very curious about what kind of woman could make a heartless man fall in love with her, and there was more than one.
Moreover, it was not just as simple as being tempted, but he was also willing to pay too much for her, a sacrifice that was not worth it in his eyes.
Feng Tianlan looked up at him and wanted to dip in ink, but found that the ink had been thrown out by her just now, and black flowers bloomed on the ground.
She looked at the brush with not much ink on it and started writing.
I have heard this question many times from my love rivals.
The masked man looked at the almost ink-free words on the back and her answer, and smiled, "What about the answer?"
He still didn't get an answer, not even after so many years.
Feng Tianlan glanced at him lightly, then raised her hand and threw the brush out.
There was no ink, and she couldn't speak.
What could she answer?
The masked man looked at Feng Tianlan and thought slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
It would not be good to say some things.
"I will help you deliver the things."
Feng Tianlan looked up, and the masked man in front of her had disappeared in front of her.
He really came and went without a trace.
She really didn't understand what the masked man was thinking of doing this.
"Miss, lunch is ready."
Xiao Mo stepped forward and picked up the ink and brush in a polite manner.
Feng Tianlan glanced at Xiaomo and thought of Liuli in her heart.
I wonder if it was because she had no spiritual power and had no sense of Liuli.
She raised her eyes to look at the dazzling sunlight, and the conversation with the masked man passed by unknowingly, and she seemed to be guided by his emotions.
Thinking of the power of the masked man, Feng Tianlan clenched her fists and her eyes were full of determination.
She must cultivate her spiritual power again and would never be imprisoned like this.
After the masked man left, he had a thought in his mind and headed towards the capital of Xuanchu Kingdom.
If he promised to deliver something, he must deliver it.
By the way, he also went to see how Bi Ling was doing.
When he didn't feel Bi Ling's aura in the Si Mansion, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
He wasn't too surprised.
After all, he knew very well what kind of person Si Mobai was.
He had his own ideas and was not easily fooled.
A demagogue.
He placed the small wooden sword and the letter on the table in the master bedroom and left.
Come without a trace, go without a trace.
How could these people be aware of his whereabouts?
In the evening, Abao puffed out his cheeks and walked angrily in front, while Si Mobai followed calmly behind.
Under the warm sunset, it was a bit warm.
"Dad" Abao put his hands on his hips and stared at Si Mobai with his big eyes.
"Yeah" Si Mobai looked at him good-naturedly.
"That woman, that bad woman, why are you pretending to be your mother?"
Abao asked angrily, his little face bulging out like a goldfish.
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Si Mobai raised his eyes and asked Ah Bao, "Why does Ah Bao think she is not the mother?
Didn't she also make a knot for Ah Bao?"
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