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

It turns out that he likes the Jade-faced Immortal.

Su Manman suddenly understood.

She misunderstood him, that's why he was so angry.

“What a pity!”

Wu Xiaowen looked disappointed, his shoulders drooping. "I've been waiting for him for a long time, always wanting to learn from him."

"But..." Wu Xiaowen observed Su Manman's expression and said with a grin, "Miss Su is an excellent doctor and has been to Jiangyang before. Have you ever seen the Jade-faced Immortal Lord?"

Su Manman shook her head slightly, "No."

"Have you ever heard of him?" Wu Xiaowen took two steps at a time and approached. "Tell me, you were close to him, so there must be some fresh rumors about him."

"I heard that when he treated patients, he would cut open abdomens and flesh, open skulls and drill bones. The scenes were bloody, but those who were predicted to die by doctors miraculously survived after being treated by him. Is this true?"

"Um"

"Really?" Wu Xiaowen couldn't help feeling frustrated.

He was born into a distinguished medical family and possessed comprehensive medical skills, but compared to such superb medical skills, he was still far behind.

"Then I must meet that Jade-faced Immortal Lord." Wu Xiaowen chattered on and on, then suddenly his eyes turned, "Miss Su, if the two of you were put together, who would have the better medical skills?"

Su Manman looked indifferent and said nothing.

The interaction between the two completely ignored the cold-faced god beside them.

"Wu Xiaowen!" His eyes were deep and his tone was cold.

Wu Xiaowen shuddered and froze for a moment, "Go immediately, go to the southern military camp immediately."

When he reached the corner of the veranda, he hid behind a pillar, looked over here, and said to himself: "What's the matter with him?"

After standing on the porch and enjoying the breeze for a while, Ye Mo's mind finally became clearer.

Right.

An encounter in the psychedelic forest. For Miss Su, the former him was disfigured, blind, had a broken leg and a bad temper. How could she connect that person with the one in front of her?

It was normal that she didn't recognize him.

Every word she said just now showed her infinite protection for him in the past.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips curled up again.

"Ahem..." He coughed a few times, then suddenly turned around and smiled faintly at the people behind him, "The Drunken Immortal Duck at the restaurant next door is pretty good, let's go try it."

At that moment, Su Manman's pupils shrank slightly as if she had seen a ghost.

What's wrong with the person who just gave her the cold shoulder?

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I..." She was just trying to find a way to refuse when he said in a deep voice, "Yesterday, officers and soldiers found the Love Silk Raglan in the Jinli Embroidery Shop. If you're interested in this matter, we can talk about it while we eat."

"it is good."

Su Manman followed him with a heavy heart.

The real owner behind the Jinli Embroidery Shop is Prince Jin Yezhi...

The two men walked out of the back door of the auction house one after the other. When they were about to get on the carriage, they saw a group of people gathered in the distance.

Someone shouted, "Prince Yan was molesting Miss Su on the street."

Upon hearing the news, the others rushed forward, craning their necks to watch the fun.

In the center of the crowd, Yan Baize hugged a girl in pink, his face full of excitement: "Hey, Miss Su, walk carefully. If you fall, you will fall into my arms."

Su Jiaojiao twisted her body, trying to break free from his arms.

Unexpectedly, the more she moved, the more excited Yan Baize became.

He held her waist with one hand and caressed her body with the other, his eyes falling on his lips even more wantonly, his face almost touching hers.

Lord Su, standing by, was so angry that veins popped out of his forehead. "Prince Yan, let go of him, or else don't blame me for filing a complaint before the emperor."

"What are you complaining about?" Yan Baize straightened his back, looking nonchalant. "This girl injured her foot and was walking unsteadily. I happened to be passing by and helped her up."

"This prince is kind-hearted and does good things, so why am I being blamed for no reason?"

This person is truly shameless.

It was obvious that he saw the girl's good waist, walked forward and bumped into her, taking the opportunity to hug her in his arms. Now he is turning the tables and blaming the girl.

As he spoke, he touched the waist of the person in his arms again and said with a click of his tongue, "Actually, this prince has admired Miss Su for a long time. Why not let her enter the mansion and become my concubine?"

"How can the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites be allowed to be a concubine in a marquis's mansion?"

"It's said that Prince Yan already has seventeen concubines. Could it be that Miss Su is going to be the eighteenth?"

"Is it possible that Lord Su will really agree?"

"Lord Su favors his wife and kills her, and he doesn't like this legitimate daughter. Maybe it will happen?"

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Su Tinggui's face turned alternately blue and red, looking extremely ugly.

Aunt Liu, standing by, panicked and warned, "Don't be afraid, Miss. Master Yan is kind-hearted and has no ill intentions."

In her previous life, Su Jiaojiao became a concubine in the Marquis's mansion and was tortured day and night by the man in front of her.

At this moment, she was held in his arms maliciously and touched all over by him. She was trembling all over and clutching the mask on her face tightly with both hands, fearing that it would fall off.

"Of course this prince is kind." Yan Baize lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Through the mask, he could only see her pair of pitiful eyes, sparkling with tears.

His heart suddenly fell.

He just couldn't wait to swallow the nourishing pill he bought at the auction.

The effect of the nourishing pill is really powerful.

In just half an incense stick of time, his empty body was like dry land that was nourished by the sweet rain, and his whole body was filled with vigorous strength.

Especially that part, when the girl was in his arms, she seemed like a drooping eggplant, which then stood up again.

He was full of anger, but had no place to vent it, and felt very suffocated.

How could he send people away so easily?

"Prince," Steward Cui wiped the sweat from his forehead, anxious as an ant on a hot pot, "The Marquis has ordered us to return home quickly without causing any trouble."

"no!"

Yan Baize was like a hungry wolf staring at its long-awaited prey. "Why not today? Let's bring Miss Su to the Marquis' Mansion."

"No." Su Tinggui refused sternly.

He, Su Tinggui, was the Minister of Rites, a third-rank official.

Even if this daughter is not favored, she cannot be humiliated by becoming someone else's eighteenth concubine.

"Really?" Yan Baize didn't believe it.

He hugged the person in his arms, walked a few steps towards Su Tinggui, and whispered: "Master Su, the person who is most likely to have poisoned this prince at the flower viewing banquet is the eldest daughter of the Su family."

"I'm sure Lord Su has heard about the ridiculous things this prince did after being poisoned."

"Master Su, just imagine if the parents of those girls knew that their daughters were forced to marry hastily because of you, the Su family, Miss Su."

"Master Su, tell me, how are you going to bear the wrath of the people?"

Su Tinggui shuddered with fear, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

He threatened him.

Aunt Liu, who was standing by, was also frightened. She was afraid that Yan Baize would hurt Su Jiaojiao, so she hurriedly called out, "Master, please let us go home and help the girl dress up. We'll send her off later."

Anyway, Yan Baize mistook the person in his arms for an older girl, and they didn't explain.

After returning, they found a reason to kidnap the young lady and send her to the marquis's mansion.

This also solved her biggest worry.

As for the subordinates of that bitch Su Manman, with the help of the Marquis' Mansion, they are afraid that they cannot capture her.

"That's great." Yan Baize lifted Su Jiaojiao's chin with one hand and smiled at her, "Go quickly and come back soon, don't make me wait too long."

He finally let go of her hand reluctantly.

Su Jiaojiao broke free from her restraints, ran over quickly, threw herself into Aunt Liu's arms, and sobbed.

Yan Baize looked at Su Tinggui and smiled provocatively, "Sir Su, it's a deal. Don't let this prince down."

"The prince is destined to be disappointed." A woman's cold voice was heard from the noisy street.