The Imperial Master was speechless.
He could only say that Si Mobai was really a stubborn person, and he really couldn't persuade him anymore.
He just hoped that he could think clearly on his own.
Si Mobai walked away from the crystal light droplets step by step, as if a drop of it had stuck to his body, giving him a glimmer of light in the darkness, but it also made people feel his loneliness even more.
The Imperial Master narrowed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
He didn't know why he wanted to do so much.
He obviously couldn't tell Si Mobai about this, but he still said it.
Does he want Si Mobai and Feng Tianlan to be together?
Or does he want Si Mobai to be more sensible and stay away from her so that both of them can live well?
He no longer knew the original intention of telling Si Mobai about this matter, but no matter what the outcome was, the two of them should know about this matter and let them deal with it instead of making a unilateral decision.
As for why he did this, probably An idea suddenly came to the mind of the Imperial Master, but as soon as it ignited, he snuffed it out.
Probably, he had a heart of surrender to Si Mobai, so he wanted to help them.
Si Mobai should have been fast, but he was walking step by step under the night.
His steps were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his heart felt like it was being pressed by a heavy stone.
He was so stuffy that he felt like he couldn't breathe.
On one side is the short-term happiness, on the other side is her and Abao's life, and the eternity of never seeing each other again.
Is it really worth sacrificing her and Abao for short-term happiness?
Just like three years ago, he lost her for short-term happiness.
Even if she was lucky enough to survive, it was just luck.
Do you really want to leave him alone in this world for the sake of happiness again?
Si Mobai turned his head and looked at the crystal water droplets stuck to his shoulders.
He looked up again and saw that he had arrived outside an inn.
His mind moved and he couldn't help but jump away and landed on the roof of the inn, looking at the house.
With a creak, the door opened, and a figure appeared slowly, making him hold his breath suddenly.
He couldn't help but raise his hand to form a barrier, completely abandoning his own breath, and would not let it go.
People are aware of his presence.
Xiaomo pushed Feng Tianlan to the yard and then retreated.
Feng Tianlan looked up.
It was just dawn, and the fog was thick and had not dissipated.
It seemed that the small courtyard had a fairy-like atmosphere.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to practice.
She had to work hard to become stronger and break the curse between her and Mo Bai.
She had to work hard.
When Si Mobai saw that figure on the roof, his heartbeat accelerated.
The feeling of beating just for her suddenly emerged.
Even though her current appearance was extremely common, this feeling was not Will lie to him.
This is his Laner, his wife.
But she was sitting in a special wheelchair, just as Bai Meng said.
What has she gone through in the past few months?
Seeing Feng Tianlan sitting in the wheelchair, Si Mobai's heart clenched into a ball, and he almost suffocated from the pain.
He wished so much, but his legs were inconvenient, and he was the one in the wheelchair, not her.
Si Mobai's thoughts surged, and he moved slightly, wanting to jump down to find her, but when he thought of the scene he saw, his legs felt like they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move.
Does he really want to do this?
For the sake of short-term happiness with her, she and Abao were sacrificed: