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

In an elegant private room, behind an antique screen, a man in black was lying on a soft couch, his clothes half open, revealing his bronzed and firm muscles.

Years of martial arts training have given him a strong body and firm muscles, without a single piece of fat on his body, which is enviable.

Despite having such a beautiful figure, there were several crisscrossing scars on the skin of her chest and back.

Su Manman stared at it and saw the new scar on her back and shoulder, like an ugly centipede lying there, motionless.

The wound was at the foot of a cliff near Baiyun Temple. In order to save her, his back was cut by the rubble of the cliff.

She knew he was injured, but she didn't know how badly he was injured.

He glanced at his right shoulder and saw the purple tooth mark still as clear as before.

Su Manman frowned and glanced at him.

The teeth marks on her shoulder have faded a lot after applying medicine.

One could tell from the teeth marks on his body that he hadn't applied any medicine and had been allowed to develop freely.

She reached out her hand in confusion, and her fingertips touched the tooth marks, and under her fingertips she felt obvious roughness and depressions.

Suddenly she withdrew her hand, her face grim, "You're crazy."

Instead of applying repair cream, the wound was also smeared with solidifying cream.

A substance applied to wounds by disguised people to maintain their appearance.

It will make the wound difficult to heal, and even if it heals, it will leave the original scar.

"Many people call me a lunatic behind my back." He looked at her deeply, "You are the first person who dares to call me that to my face."

She had indeed overstepped her bounds.

The man before him was the god of death who terrified the enemy on the battlefield, the prince who was known for his ruthlessness by many officials in the capital, and the son whom even the current emperor was somewhat afraid of.

How could she, the daughter of a small official, challenge him?

Why should she?

Can she help him detoxify now?

What happens after the poison in his body is removed?

The peaceful coexistence they had experienced these days had made her almost forget the gap between them.

Su Manman hurriedly suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, "I just feel that His Highness is injured and should be treated in time."

"I've taken care of it!" He cleared his throat and said to her, "This is the mark left by Miss Su. This is evidence of the crime she committed against me."

After hearing this, Su Manman was so embarrassed that her ears turned red, her lips were tightly pursed, and she didn't know how to refute.

In the secret room, the two were entangled with each other and left marks on each other.

This was not what the two of them wanted.

What’s past is past.

People who live a second life don’t care about these things.

He is a cold-hearted man, a homosexual, why would he keep holding on to her?

He won't be responsible for her, and she is not the kind of woman who would keep pestering her.

Su Manman tried hard to regulate her breathing, and after a long time she spoke hoarsely, "During the treatment process, accidents are inevitable. Your Highness, please do not mind."

His eyes were still burning, fixed on her face for a long time without moving, and his eyebrows didn't even move. It was unknown whether he heard her or not.

A strange atmosphere spread between the two.

Su Manman was so panicked that she wanted to run away. She pretended to be calm and changed the subject: "Your Highness, we will begin the acupuncture. Please lie down."

"Oh!" he replied dully.

Su Manman held the needle and looked back. Her face became even hotter and her eyes were wandering.

He lay down, his loose robe completely open, falling to his waist, revealing his upper body full of vitality.

A ray of sunlight came through the window, shining on the scattered old scars, sexy, powerful, and full of masculine charm.

The strong visual impact made Su Manman stare blankly, forgetting to react, and the blush on her face became redder and redder.

"What?" His eyes fell on her face, his gaze deep, "Are you thinking about me?

"Where!"

Su Manman flatly denied, "I just..." She was really attracted by his appearance.

On the other hand, he lay there lazily, his expression calm, his eyes gazing at her intently.

It was obvious that he wanted to laugh at her.

She said with a cold expression, pretending to be calm: "In the eyes of doctors, men and women are equal, there is no difference."

"Is it really so?" he asked quietly.

"Lie down and don't move." She subconsciously changed the subject, but she hid her guilty conscience.

She held the needle and accurately inserted it into several acupuncture points in the precordial area of ​​his heart.

She no longer responded, but Ye Mo looked at her evasive eyes, her flushed cheeks, and even her ears, which were red. She did not have the firmness in her tone at all. The corners of his lips could not help but curl up, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her softened a little.

After Su Manman finished the acupuncture, he kept staring at her, and she suddenly felt overwhelmed.

What's up with him?

Don’t you like men?

Why do you feel interested in her?

Could it be that he is different from his previous life?

The image of Ye Mo from her previous life emerged in her mind.

He took Su Jiaojiao as his concubine, but never touched her.

Is there any hidden secret behind this?

She was lost in thought when he suddenly let out a muffled groan, "Hmmmmmm..."

The acupoints on the heart are particularly sensitive. If you are not careful, you may damage your lungs, with unimaginable consequences.

"How is it? Where does it hurt?"

She panicked, her fingers gently brushing the skin over his heart, tapping each vital spot, repeatedly asking: "Does it hurt here? Here?"

Her fingertips were cold and her fingertips were soft. When her gentle hands brushed across the skin of her chest, the cold touch ignited flames in her body, bringing with it waves of heart-pounding emotions that completely overwhelmed her mind.

"It hurts." His voice was hoarse and he cried out in pain aggrievedly.

Su Manman thought she had heard wrongly.

On the battlefield, those who were wounded by the sword did not cry out in pain.

At this moment, a needle pierced an acupuncture point, but she was crying out in pain.

Could it be that she really pierced the wrong acupuncture point?

She was so panicked that she touched his chest and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

His Adam's apple rolled and he said in a hoarse voice, "I have a headache."

"Why do you have a headache?"

She leaned forward and placed a bare hand on his forehead.

As she approached, the girl's unique fragrance filled the air, a mixture of herbs and flowers, making people feel comfortable and tempted.

A strand of hair fell from her forehead and landed on his chest. As she moved, it gently brushed against his skin. The numbing feeling hit his heart like an electric shock and spread throughout his limbs.

Ye Mo raised his eyes and looked at her with burning gaze.

Looking closer, she was extremely beautiful.

She has delicate features and is beautiful, especially her pair of black eyes, which seem to contain all the colors of the world and shine with a moving luster.

He was a little dazed.

"I don't have a fever!" The girl frowned and murmured.

A pair of cold hands moved from his forehead, down his cheek, to his neck, touching it gently.

As she moved, he swallowed hard, feeling an inexplicable throbbing somewhere in his body, and even his breathing became heavier.

He reached out and grabbed her restless hand, looking into her eyes with burning eyes.

When their eyes met, Su Manman's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

The way he looked at her was like a beast looking at its tasty prey, full of strong possessiveness.

Today, his unusual behavior made her a little flustered and confused.

She shrank back in fear, putting some distance between them and looking at him warily.

"Your Highness..." Su Manman's heartbeat suddenly quickened for a moment, and she forced a smile. "Your Highness is fine. I was worrying too much."

"It still hurts!" He grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his chest. "My heart hurts now. I need you to rub it."