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

The crowd dispersed, and a woman in green walked out from the crowd. She had a graceful figure and stunning appearance. As she walked, her clothes fluttered in the wind, and her temperament was so outstanding that it made people's breath stop.

Su Manman glanced over coldly.

Seeing her coming, Su Tinggui was surprised for a moment, then became alert. He stared at her with a strong warning in his eyes.

Aunt Liu protected Su Jiaojiao behind her, like an old mother protecting her chicks, and was ready to fight at any time.

Only Su Jiaojiao was huddled behind the two of them. Through her mask, tears were in her eyes, making her look pitiful and heartbreaking.

A feeling of sadness spread from the bottom of her heart, and Su Manman almost couldn't breathe.

In her past and present lives, she has always been clear in her heart that her father was cold towards her.

When she was a child, she hoped that her father would look at her more and wanted to study and write well to win his attention.

She always thought that it was because she didn't do well that he didn't love her.

Unfortunately, she has a weak relationship with her father.

On the street, facing the bullying of Prince Yan, as a father, he did not have the courage and ability to support his daughter.

In order to protect the reputation of his beloved concubine's daughter, he did not hesitate to destroy the reputation of his legitimate daughter.

Everyone faces choices.

Six years ago, because of a word from a wandering monk and because Aunt Liu and Su Jiaojiao couldn't sleep at night, he chose to send her thousands of miles away.

Six years later, faced with the possibility of damaging his reputation, he still chose to abandon her.

In every choice, she is the one who is abandoned.

Now that he has made his choice, it is her turn to make the decision.

Su Manman stepped forward and glanced at Yan Baize, "Su Manman, the legitimate daughter of the Su family, greets Master Yan."

"Are you the eldest daughter of the Su family?"

Yan Baize looked her up and down, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Your little face is pure and elegant, and you look good."

"Your Highness is so kind to me."

When she said this, she raised her eyes, and her eyes, as black as black bathstone, flashed with a barely noticeable light.

The two were close to each other, and she opened her red lips slightly, uttering a low single character, "Ding".

On the street, the voices were noisy and her voice blended in with the crowd and did not stand out.

The others didn't hear clearly, or simply didn't notice that she opened her mouth.

Yan Baize heard this character clearly.

When the monotonous symbol rang in his ears, it suddenly struck his soul hard, and his three souls and seven spirits suddenly floated away.

The greed and vulgarity in his eyes disappeared, replaced by indifference and emptiness.

"Prince Yan, do you want to take me as your concubine?" The girl took a step back, her voice neither hurried nor slow, and pleasant to the ears.

Yan Baize wanted to open his mouth to answer.

He wanted to reach out and lift the chin of the beauty in front of him and tease her like he did before.

He even thought of pouncing on her, pressing her down, ravaging her, and making her cry for mercy.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, his tongue seemed to be cut off by a sharp knife. The pain made him grimace like a mad dog and gasp for breath.

The girl seemed frightened by the sudden change in front of her. Queen Cang took a few steps back and said in a lost voice, "Prince Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Her concerned voice was like an oriole, clear and pleasant, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Such a beautiful voice was like a devilish sound to him. Every word turned into a sharp thorn, piercing his eardrums fiercely.

At this moment, the day suddenly changed and night came. The stars in the sky were spinning and flashing before his eyes, making him dizzy and his temples throbbing.

"Ahhh..." The man who had been so arrogant suddenly covered his ears with his hands and let out a sharp cry.

The crowd watching the excitement were stunned for a moment, and suddenly noticed his strange behavior.

Beside the carriage not far away, Ye Mo stood with his hands behind his back, watching the situation develop.

Just now, the two were planning to go eat Drunken Fairy Duck, but as soon as they went out, they encountered Yan Baize making trouble.

She was annoyed, so she turned back to the carriage, changed her clothes, and went to deal with this troublesome matter without asking him for help.

It seems that she handled it very well.

Zhuiyun was watching with great interest and asked in confusion, "How come Prince Yan went crazy when he met Miss Su, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit?"

On the night of the flower viewing banquet, Yan Baize also went crazy once.

When he woke up the next day, he didn't remember anything.

Unexpectedly, this time he suddenly fell ill again in broad daylight.

"He deserves it!" His Royal Highness Prince Qi, who was always cold, replied with three cold words.

Yan Baize's every move was puzzling. Someone in the crowd shouted, "This is rabies. Prince Yan is sick."

"Anyone bitten by him will also get rabies." Someone shouted.

As if reminded, the person who was curled up on the ground with his hands covering his ears suddenly stood up and raised his head.

His eyes were red, he screamed, and rushed towards the crowd with his teeth bared.

Everyone was frightened and scattered like birds and beasts.

Su Tinggui was closest to Yan Baize. When something unexpected happened, he wanted to escape, but one of his legs was injured and he was one step slower than others.

Yan Baize tried to catch up with someone but failed. He turned around and saw him, then he knocked him down. The two of them fell to the ground hugging each other.

"Ahhhh..." This time it was Su Tinggui's turn to scream.

Yan Baize bit his ear, causing him to grimace in pain and scream.

The noisy street suddenly became quiet, and everyone was stunned.

Su Tinggui, who fell to the ground, screamed for help in panic. He glanced and saw Ye Mo standing next to the carriage not far away.

"Your Highness, Prince Qi, help! Save this old minister!" He shouted until his voice broke.

Ye Mo stood there with an indifferent look in his eyes, as if the farce before him had nothing to do with him.

Facing the cry for help, he was even more indifferent, "Your Highness is afraid that he will bite my ears."

Onlookers: "..."

Su Tinggui: "..." He almost couldn't breathe.

"Guardian Zhuiyun, save me!"

Su Tinggui did not give up and continued to call for help.

Zhuiyun is Ye Mo's confidant, and since His Highness is refusing, how could he dare to step forward?

He hurried forward and circled around the two of them, "Prince Yan's body is delicate. If I attack him, and he dodges, how can the Marquis let me go?"

Su Tinggui: "..." How can a guy who is afraid of death be qualified to be a third-rank guard?

At that moment, he was so unwilling to accept the humiliation and the insult to his self-esteem that he wanted to die.

He pushed with both hands, struggling desperately, "Let go, Prince Yan, let go!"

On the street, two grown men rolled over on the ground, screaming in pain one after another.

"Master, master!"

"Father! Father!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

The guards of the Su Mansion wanted to step forward to rescue him, but the other party was the most powerful tyrant in the capital, and even the guards of Prince Qi did not dare to offend him, so how could they dare to offend him?

A group of people surrounded the two men, hesitating to take action.

Seeing that the situation continued to develop, it was no longer possible to control it.

Steward Cui gritted his teeth and ordered, "Quick, knock the prince unconscious."

The guards of the Marquis' Mansion stepped forward, knocked the man unconscious with a knife, and hurriedly separated the two men.

Seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded again.

Lord Su's ear was bitten, the wound was shocking, and bright red blood flowed down his cheek.

Yan Baize closed his eyes, and his mouth was bright red, as if he had just eaten human flesh.

As the two pushed each other, their clothes became disheveled and they looked extremely miserable.

Everyone was in disarray in the wind.