Reborn, I was pursued by the Prince of the Broken Sleeves

"There is nothing for you to do here, so why don't you go back home and rest early?" Ye Mo said to Wu Xiaowen.

"Miss Su is in trouble, how can I just stand by and watch?"

Wu Xiaowen saw that Ye Mo cared about him and teased him deliberately, "What if you need me later, don't you think?"

Wu Xiaowen didn't want to leave.

He finally understood.

Wherever Miss Su is, there will definitely be something fun to watch.

How could he miss it?

"Then let's go in." Su Manman suggested.

She followed Ye Mo, and they entered the Dali Temple prison.

The Dali Temple prison is dark and damp. As soon as you step inside, you are greeted by the pungent smell of blood.

Each prison houses different prisoners.

When they saw them go in, some of them shouted at them and some cursed at them.

The jailer beside them whipped the iron bars with a whip, and they were so scared that they shrank back to the wall and dared not say a word.

They walked to the innermost cell.

When the door was opened, Wang Er was tied to an iron frame, with whip marks crisscrossing all over his body and his face stained with black blood.

Su Manman started to walk in, but Ye Mo stopped her and warned her, "Be careful of the blood on the ground."

In the dim firelight, the ground was covered with bloodstains and vomit, and it smelled really bad.

"Your Highness, it's too dirty inside. You'd better wait outside for a while," she suggested.

Without saying a word, he pulled her arm, dodged the stains on the ground, and stepped in.

Wang Er hung his head listlessly. When he heard the noise at the door, he opened his eyes slightly and glanced at a few people.

"Did he confess?" Wu Xiaowen asked the jailer beside him.

"This man's name is Wang Er, but it's actually a pseudonym."

"He kept his mouth shut and refused to confess even under severe torture."

The jailer answered truthfully.

"Is Wang Er a pseudonym?" Su Manman murmured.

She moved closer and, in the light of the torch in the prison, carefully examined Wang Er's face.

It turned out to be the case.

She lowered her eyes, took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve, pulled out the cork, and poured it directly on his face.

The yellow-brown liquid fell on his face, burning it so much that it hurt. Wang Er was furious and cursed, "Bitch, what did you do to me?"

"Help you remove your makeup!"

Su Manman said calmly, "Wang Er is a pseudonym. Even your face is fake, right?"

After being hit in the vitals, Wang Er was stunned for a moment.

He struggled hard, causing the iron chains on his wrists and ankles to rattle.

"You bitch, what did you do to me?"

As he cursed and struggled, a yellow-brown liquid flowed down his face.

As the liquid flowed down, the skin on his entire face cracked from top to bottom and fell off in pieces.

Even the black mole at the corner of his mouth fell off.

"Someone, come and get some clean water to wash him." Ye Mo ordered.

The jailer picked up the bucket of water next to him and poured it into his face.

Under the blurry, dark face, a fair complexion was revealed.

Because he had been disguising his face for a long time, his real face was sickly pale.

The beard on his face faded and the moles were removed. This face is no longer the rough bearded middle-aged man of the past.

Instead, it was a man's face with clear features and a slightly feminine hue.

He is not ugly. Strictly speaking, he can be considered a handsome man.

It turns out that this is Wang Er’s real face.

Ye Mo glanced sideways at the girl beside him. Seeing the corners of her lips slightly raised, the corners of his own lips couldn't help but rise as well.

At this moment, she looked very much like the vengeful young man in the psychedelic forest.

Uninhibited and free-spirited, his whole body radiates a light that cannot be ignored.

Wu Xiaowen suddenly gained new insights. "What is this? Disguise? So powerful?"

The jailers of the Dali Temple tortured the man for two days but failed to discover that he had changed his appearance.

It was unexpectedly seen through so easily by Miss Su.

Su Manman looked at Wang Er, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she said lazily: "Now please tell me, what is your relationship with Concubine Liu in the Su Mansion?"

"What is this Su Mansion Concubine Liu? This master doesn't even know her."

Wang Er laughed and said, "Why, do you want me to have anything to do with her?"

"Come on, tell me. When the master asks me later, I will do as you say and speak frankly. How about that?"

He suddenly smiled like a scoundrel and said, "As long as this young master can save my life, I am willing to do anything."

In order to protect Aunt Liu, this desperate man actually made everyone misunderstand that she was trying to win him over and frame someone.

"Are you sure you don't know Aunt Liu?"

Su Manman was not angry. "I remember her maiden name was Liu Xianglan, and she lived in Tianxinzhuang, Liuhe Town, Jiangnan."

"I heard that there was once a young man in distress on that farm who, due to his youthful love for Liu Xianglan, remained obsessed with her."

"More than twenty years ago, the Liu family suffered a disaster. A fire burned everything down overnight, leaving Liu Xianglan alone."

"She had no choice but to follow her aunt to the capital to find her cousin who was going to the capital to take the imperial examination, and she married him as she wished."

"After the fire at Tianxinzhuang, the young master in distress also disappeared."

Su Manman sneered and lowered her voice, "Guess where he went?"

Wang Er listened to her story, as if in a state of panic. When he came to his senses, his bloodshot eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "What else do you know?"

"who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Su Manman said coldly: "You just need to know what I know."

"Liu Xianglan came to the capital and married as a concubine. That impoverished young man found her and remained loyal to her."

"He's done a lot for her over the years, and his hands are stained with blood."

"In order to let her take charge of the household, you specially prepared a poison bowl and intended to poison the mistress of the Su Mansion."

"You want to help her become the mistress of the house. But you're also afraid that after she becomes the mistress, she won't need you anymore."

"So, you couldn't let the mistress of the Su Mansion die easily, so you used a slow-acting poison on her."

"Ten years ago, Liu Xianglan was greedy for money and needed a fake porcelain vase. So you did it yourself, made the fake porcelain, took the opportunity to enter the Su Mansion, and secretly watched her."

"For so many years, you have played many different roles, hiding by her side and doing those dirty things for her."

"Therefore, I suspect that you were also instructed by someone to cut down the trees and destroy the road leading down the mountain from Baiyun Temple."

"Ah ah ah..."

When Su Manman said this, Wang Er became emotional and yelled at her hysterically.

Su Manman ignored him and continued, "Liu Xianglan doesn't have that kind of brain. I guess that person is Su Jiaojiao."

"Why would you listen to her?"

"Is it because I love the house and the dog, or is there another reason?"