I'll Allow It, Seeing How You Throw Yourself at Me
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
But she could not bear it. As long as she thought of Xi Jin's words, she couldn't withstand it. She felt as though her heart being stabbed by someone holding a knife, one jab after another. She was so aggrieved that she wished she were dead. The pain made her want to die. She hurt until she hated even him.
Feng Tianlan was happy that Shen Yunya was suffering.
Leaving the Imperial Palace, Feng Tianlan took Si Mobai to Shen Manor and entered the courtyard where she used to live. She said, "Mobai, this is where I used to live. My father designed it especially for me."
"You used to like peony flowers?" Si Mobai looked at the courtyard full of peony flowers, which were in full bloom at this time. Nothing was withered.
Feng Tianlan answered gently, "But I like white orchids now."