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

With one hand lifting the carriage curtain, Su Tinggui said with a gloomy face, "Man'er, you are still sisters. When you're out in the world, you should look after each other."

"How should we take care of her?" Su Manman said indifferently, "If you don't want her to be embarrassed, then let her stay in the mansion and not go out."

"How can that be done!"

Aunt Liu glanced at Su Tinggui and lowered her voice, saying, "Master, the birthday gift was prepared by Jiaojiao."

Upon being reminded, Su Tinggui's face darkened.

He was worried about not having enough money to give a decent birthday gift when Jiaojiao sent him red coral.

He only agreed to take Aunt Liu and her daughter to the banquet as a condition.

"Okay, let's go!"

When faced with conflict, he would gloss over it with a single, unhelpful remark.

He didn't verbally favor anyone, but it was clear to everyone that his heart had completely gone astray.

Su Jiaojiao raised her chin and, just before getting into the car, defiantly said, "Su Manman, my father loves me the most, and you can never replace me."

Su Manman sneered, squeezing out a single word, "Pah!"

Her expression was disdainful, her face full of mockery.

Su Jiaojiao could not bear such humiliation. When she got into the carriage, she was distracted and almost fell off.

People around her quickly helped her up, and in an instant, all the hairpins on her head were askew.

Su Manman suppressed a laugh and kindly reminded her, "The threshold of the Duke's mansion is high. Be careful when you walk, little sister. Don't fall flat on your face in front of everyone and become a laughing stock."

Su Jiaojiao: “…”

Ugh! This is infuriating!

……

The Duke's mansion was bustling with activity today.

Although the old Duke had no interest in politics and held only a nominal title, his eldest son, Zhou Zhenghong, was the Minister of Personnel and was highly regarded by the emperor. People came to offer their birthday wishes in an endless stream.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the door, an old nanny came forward and said, "Madam Lin, Miss Su, the old lady has been waiting for a long time. This way, please."

She was Granny Chen, who served Madam Zhou personally.

Su Manman helped Lin Shi and, following the nanny's directions, headed towards Old Madam Zhou's Yishou Hall.

The Duke's mansion is elegantly decorated, with pavilions, terraces, rockeries, and waterside pavilions, all beautifully constructed.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a century-old noble family mansion.

Along the way, servants and maids shuttled back and forth, attending to the distinguished guests.

In a past life, my master once said that he was present when Madam Zhou fell ill.

So, will she be able to reunite with her master today?

With anticipation in her heart, her eyes searched through the crowd, trying to find that familiar figure.

As you walk through the corridor and into the backyard, there are fewer and fewer people.

Yishou Hall is the main courtyard, a large and elegantly decorated area with lush green trees.

After passing through the corridor and entering the house, the old lady had been waiting for a long time.

As they entered the house, before they could even greet her, she waved and greeted them with a beaming smile: "Yanbing, you've arrived! Come on, let your aunt take a good look at you."

According to Li Yuan's diagnosis, Lin would not have lived to this day.

Madam Zhou was worried about her health, and seeing her standing alive and well at this moment, she became emotional.

Lin's eyes were slightly red. She stepped forward, took the old lady's hand, and replied softly, "Aunt, I'm much better now, all thanks to Man'er. She took great care of me, and all the deficiencies in my health over the years have been made up for."

Madam Zhou nodded repeatedly, then turned her gaze to Su Manman, full of praise: "Manman is so good. Come, come and sit next to your great-aunt."

She looked her up and down several times, her eyes, which had seen through the vicissitudes of life, brightened a little. "You little girl, you do have some of your grandmother's intelligence."

“Auntie was wrong,” Su Manman chimed in.

Madam Zhou looked radiant and showed no signs of illness.

Su Manman had some doubts, so she took the initiative to suggest, "Grandma, let Man'er take your pulse to check your health."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Old Madam Zhou agreed repeatedly, extending her hand.

Su Manman reached out to take his pulse, her brows furrowing slightly.

Judging from her pulse, her hidden ailment has been completely cured under the nourishing pill.

He is exceptionally healthy compared to his peers.

Could it be that, thanks to her early intervention, the old lady's fate of falling ill on the day of her birthday banquet had already been rewritten?

Su Manman was relieved. "Great-aunt, you are in good health."

"Indeed, Doctor Li said the same thing when he came to take my pulse. It's all thanks to the nourishing pills you gave me."

"You're too kind, Auntie. Your good fortune is yet to come."

"You're such a sweet talker."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Su Manman stood up and said, "I saw a stage set up in the front yard for a variety show and opera performance. I'd like to go and take a look."

“Young people love to watch the excitement, let Granny Chen lead you there.”

"Thank you, Auntie."

Following Chen Mama's directions, the group headed towards the front courtyard.

Su Manman was thinking about her master, and her eyes searched through the crowd.

Peach Blossom, noticing her absent-minded look, whispered, "Miss, are you looking for His Highness Prince Qi?"

Su Manman did not answer.

Tao Hong wanted to ask more, but Qing Luan gave her a look, and Tao Hong pouted, not daring to ask any more questions.

Su Manman strolled around the small lake in the front yard for a while, watched some acrobatics, and listened to the young men reciting poems and making music, but she still couldn't find the person she wanted to see.

Feeling somewhat disappointed, she was looking for a place to rest when she saw Ye Mo in a pavilion.

He wore a blue brocade robe, his hair was tied up with a jade belt, and a blue gemstone of the same color on the belt shone brightly in the sunlight.

Today, he has shed the ruthless and bloodthirsty aura of the battlefield. Sitting there, he is like a refined and courteous young master from a noble family in the capital, gentle and refined as jade.

The other person had his back to her, so she couldn't see his face, but that back was so familiar. In her past life, she had looked at that back countless times, so much so that she knew who he was at a glance.

Su Manman's heart tightened.

Last night, she took advantage of Prince Qi.

Someone as intelligent as him must have realized it afterward, which is why he got angry with her before leaving.

She felt guilty and hadn't yet figured out a way to appease him, so she didn't dare face his anger.

The other person, in her past life, devoted herself to assisting and caring for him, and she harbored feelings for him.

Can……

The dream about Consort Bai subtly changed the last vestige of affection in her heart.

Feeling conflicted, she turned to leave.

Behind her came a deep, magnetic male voice, "Miss Su, since you're here, why don't you come and sit down for a while?"

Su Manman's heart skipped a beat, and she turned away.

He turned his head to the side, facing the sunlight, and smiled at her.

He really likes white.

Today, he wore a snow-white brocade robe with gold trim. The golden silk thread embroidered lifelike bamboo patterns on the hem of the robe. With his every move, the patterns on the robe changed color, making him noble and elegant, and captivating.

It was he who called out to her.

Su Manman nodded and bowed slightly, saying softly, "This humble woman greets Your Highnesses."

"Miss Su, come and sit down, have a cup of tea," Ye Zhi warmly invited.

Ye Mo leaned slightly to the side, his dark eyes looking over with an imposing yet dignified expression.

Within the loose sleeves, a pair of strong hands, thumb and forefinger, held a black chess piece, slowly rubbing it.

Su Manman felt a chill run down her spine, and suddenly felt as if she were that black chess piece, being kneaded in his fingertips, making her feel a sudden coldness.

He seemed even angrier now.