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

"Madam Liu, that silver..." Hu Niang, not realizing her life was hanging by a thread, stumbled over and grabbed her sleeve, "You have to give it to me, right? I still have to save Hu Zi!"

"Mother Hu..."

Aunt Liu murmured softly, a cold smile curling up at the corner of her mouth, "Wait, I'll be back soon."

As the night deepened, the backyard of the Su Mansion was shrouded in silence.

Aunt Liu stood alone in the room, holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand. The bottle was cold and felt like a snake.

She looked down at the porcelain vase, a hint of hesitation flashed across her eyes, but was quickly replaced by ruthlessness.

"You forced me to do this..." she whispered to herself, then turned and walked out.

"Mom..." He ran into Su Jiaojiao head-on.

Aunt Liu shuddered with fear and quickly hid the medicine bottle in her hand behind her, with a trace of panic in her eyes.

Under the eaves, Su Jiaojiao stood there, her figure charming and her face gloomy. "You...if you poison her to death, how are you going to get away with it?"

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, then tears welled up in her eyes, "She keeps pressing me, and I have no way to stop her."

"There is a way!" Su Jiaojiao said calmly, "Tonight at 12:00 PM, have someone lead her to South Street."

"South Street?" Aunt Liu was confused. "Why?"

"As long as she's here, she'll definitely die without us having to do anything."

"it is good."

In a moment, Hu Niang, holding the banknotes, tears welled up in her eyes: "Madam Liu, you are truly kind-hearted! I, an old woman... I really have no way to repay you."

Aunt Liu smiled gently and escorted her out of the house under the gaze of the people on the street, advising her, "Mother Hu, take good care of yourself and your son. Have a safe journey."

At the gate of the Su Mansion, under the dim lanterns, Hu Niang didn't notice the strangeness in Aunt Liu's tone. "Thank you very much. Don't worry. I'll keep that matter to myself and won't tell anyone else."

Aunt Liu looked at her departing back, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared, replaced by a sinister sneer.

……

The roast duck restaurant on South Street is located in a remote area. The owners are a middle-aged couple who have been doing roast duck business all year round.

As the store was about to close, several people came in. They looked noble by appearance and temperament.

The two of them hurriedly cleared out a large table, wiped it carefully, and seated everyone. They then brought in the roast duck, sliced ​​it carefully, and placed the pancakes and dipping sauces in place.

A few people sat down and started eating.

Su Manman ate very slowly, and during the meal she even suggested that she was good at making tea, so she wanted to make tea for him herself.

He also became interested and asked Zhuifeng to get a complete set of tea sets from the carriage.

She was busy boiling water, making tea, brewing and pouring tea. All her movements were done in one go with skill and precision.

When the emerald green tea soup rolls in the snow-white porcelain cup, the curling tea fragrance rises up, refreshing the lungs.

"Your Highness, please have some tea!" She handed over the teacup respectfully.

In the curling tea smoke, he reached out to take it, and his rough fingertips brushed across the back of her hand, bringing an indescribable tingling sensation.

Su Manman almost knocked over the celadon teacup. The boiling hot tea swayed at the rim of the cup, emitting tiny rays of light, just like the dark fire flickering in his eyes.

"Your Highness, be careful of the heat!"

She was startled and tried to pull her hand back, but he took advantage of the situation and grabbed the tip of her hand. His large palm wrapped around her hand, and his thumb seemed to carelessly rub the scar on her wrist. "How could you get hurt after being so reckless all day?"

On the table beside the table, the candlelight flickered.

She recalled the night in the psychedelic forest when they were attacked by wild beasts. In order to save themselves, they hunted desperately.

In the end, her wrist was scratched by the beast's claws, and Yoyo was injured even more seriously. A large piece of flesh was scratched off her back. She bled and had a high fever for several days and was almost unable to be saved.

She was so panicked that she struggled to break free from his restraints, blushing and saying, "I was playing around and accidentally got caught by a wild cat."

Ye Mo chuckled softly, his Adam's apple rolling like a dark tide in the candlelight, "What a big cat."

Under the dim candlelight, their eyes met. In the hazy light, the pair of black eyes suddenly made Su Manman feel inexplicably familiar.

It seemed as if, in a dark night in the past, those eyes had also looked at me in the same way.

I look forward to it at a glance, and I look forward to it through the autumn water.

who is it?

She was in a trance.

"Girl!" Taohong called out suddenly, pulling Su Manman back to her senses.

She looked out the window and saw that it was completely dark. "Your Highness, it's getting late. I should go back."

"it is good."

After eating and drinking their fill, they left the roast duck restaurant and got on a carriage.

South Street is relatively remote compared to other streets, with few pedestrians and only scattered lights among the shops along the street.

In the bumpy carriage, Su Manman counted the clock outside the curtain. It was three quarters past midnight, and it was time to come.

She didn't notice that the expression of the person next to her changed.

The refreshing aroma of ambergris mixed with the fragrance of medicine suddenly enveloped her. He pulled her into his arms, his hot chest pressed against her back. His voice, wrapped in the faint scent of tea, drifted into her ears, "It's dangerous, don't move."

"Where?" She leaned back and tilted her head to investigate, but her lips happened to brush against his Adam's apple.

The warm lips fell on the slightly cool Adam's apple, like a fire, instantly igniting a raging fire that surrounded the two of them.

Time and space seemed to have disappeared overnight.

Ye Mo groaned, grabbed her waist and moved away. The warmth of his palms burned into her skin through her spring clothes, almost burning away the remaining trace of shame in her mind.

Outside the car window, the sound of swords and knives broke through the air, accompanied by people's exclamations, shouts, and pleas for mercy.

In the carriage, she heard the untimely breathing of each other, which was even more frightening than the sound of weapons.

White mist came in from the car curtain.

He extinguished the lantern, opened his cloak, and wrapped her in his arms.

Darkness amplifies all sensations.

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and the sound of his heartbeat was as strong as that night when she and Youyou were both injured after fighting off the wild beast and snuggled up to each other. She also heard the same strong heartbeat.

"Your Highness..." She moved slightly in his arms, her soft hair brushing against his cheek, stirring up ripples in his heart.

"Hmm..." He groaned, uttering a simple syllable. The lingering sound lingered in his mouth, like the low chanting of a siren on a reef in the dead of night, which touched her heart at once.

Su Manman's face was burning hot, her whole body was stiff, and even her breathing became a little short.

"Your Highness, there's a fight outside."

Outside the car curtain, Zhuifeng's voice came, "It's Xiao Ao from the patrol camp leading people to arrest a few men in black."

Su Manman lifted the corner of her cloak and looked out through the gap in the door curtain.

The white mist dissipated, and the ground not far away was in a mess. The vendor's stall was overturned, fruits and other items were scattered all over the ground, and a few scattered lanterns were lying on the ground. When the wind blew, the lanterns lit up and emitted a red and white light.

In the center of the street, several officers and soldiers surrounded a group of people in black, and the fight between the two sides reached a fever pitch.

The leader of the patrol camp had disheveled hair and unsteady steps, and was obviously seriously injured.

Ye Mo glanced at the street, lowered his head slightly, and saw the person in his arms. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Ao.

In the dim light, she frowned, pursed her lips, and the worry in her eyes was obvious.

She was in his arms, but thinking about someone else. Was this the purpose of her trying every possible means to lure him out tonight?

A nameless anger surged in her heart. Ye Mo's fingertips suddenly grabbed her chin, forcibly turning her gaze back. His thumb, stained with the scent of medicine, rolled heavily over her lower lip, leaving a streak of red on her rouge. "Ms. Su, are you so concerned about that person's safety?"

His voice was tinged with ice, but his eyes were fixed on the scarlet lips that he had rubbed messy.