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

do not be afraid.

The warehouse was very large and the items were hidden so secludedly that Nanny Lan definitely wouldn't be able to find them.

If she can't find anything later, she will insist that Su Manman framed him.

She will definitely make a big fuss at the Su Mansion and ask the master to send her away.

He originally wanted to find someone to marry her off, but now she can't wait any longer.

Every day that this young lady stayed in the mansion made her feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

It only took half an incense stick of time for Nanny Lan to go there and come back.

In such a short time, Nanny Lan probably didn't even finish searching the entire warehouse, so how could she find the porcelain vase?

snort!

Aunt Liu's uneasiness turned into a burst of joy.

Su Jiaojiao, who was standing aside, glanced at Su Manman secretly, but felt a little worried in her heart.

Why does the person in front of me look nothing like the weak girl from the Su Mansion in my previous life?

That aggressive aura subtly exudes the majesty of a ruler of the country.

Do not!

impossible!

Under her sleeves, Su Jiaojiao clenched her small fists, and looked at Su Manman coldly with her eyes.

"Madame Lan, how is it?"

Concubine Liu spoke first, raising her head slightly, glancing at Su Manman from the corner of her eye, and said coldly, "Old Madam, in order to purchase this item, I personally went out and argued with everyone, and it took a lot of effort to buy it back."

So as soon as she got the thing, she immediately regretted it.

Why give such a good thing to the old lady?

An old woman who knows nothing.

If a piece of old stuff that is hundreds of years old is accidentally broken, it will be worth three thousand taels of silver.

No, even if you have three thousand taels of silver, you can’t buy it.

She heard from those people that after a few years, the value of this item would increase dramatically and would definitely become more expensive.

So she took the trouble to find a master of counterfeiting and made an identical celadon vase, even the small black spots on the vase were exactly the same.

Exchange the fake for the real.

She originally thought that once the old lady's novelty wore off, the item would be left unused and no one would notice it.

She also thought that the old lady was old and might pass away one day, and the matter would just end there.

Who would have thought that the old lady cherished this thing so much, loving it for ten years.

The more the old lady liked him, the more she dared not tell the truth.

She also didn't expect that the old lady would live so long, living for ten years.

The sixty-year-old man is full of energy and more energetic than her.

Now, the porcelain is broken and the older girl has caught him.

Nanny Lan glanced at Aunt Liu, feeling bitter in her heart, and hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

"Madame Lan, are you telling the truth?"

Seeing this, Aunt Liu became even more motivated. "I'm working for the old lady, and I can't end up being accused of corruption."

"Today, only you can prove my innocence."

"Yes!" Su Manman also laughed, "Madam Lan, Grandma is here. If you tell the truth, no one will dare to embarrass you."

"Madam Lan, tell me!" Old Madam Qian asked anxiously.

At this moment, she actually hoped that what this girl said was true.

Nanny Lan pursed her lips and whispered, "Madam, I did find an identical celadon vase in Madam Liu's private vault."

Old Madam Qian: “…”

Aunt Liu: “…”

Su Jiaojiao: “…”

"Impossible!" Aunt Liu flatly denied, "Madam Lan, your eyesight is blurry and you must be mistaken."

"Not only did this old servant see it, he also ordered someone to bring it here."

"Move in quickly!" Old Madam Qian called out anxiously, "Let me take a look."

The servant brought the things in and lifted the black cloth covering them, revealing their true appearance.

Old Lady Qian walked forward to take a look, brushed away the dust on it with her hand, and felt extremely sorry for it.

It is exactly the same as the broken celadon vase.

She was overjoyed, but then she became furious. She turned around and shouted, "Madam Liu, what's going on?"

"Madam, I..." Aunt Liu wanted to argue, "Yes..."

She grew up with Old Madam Qian, and Old Madam Qian saw through her cunning attempts to defend herself after her lies were exposed.

"Pa!" Madam Qian slapped him, "How dare you lie to me!"

Covering the burning half of her cheek, Aunt Liu was stunned.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter how big a mistake she made, no matter how angry her aunt was, she never hit her.

Aunt Liu felt distressed and cried, "You can't blame me entirely. Aunt, this thing is precious. I'm afraid it will break, so I've kept it so carefully."

"Look, this real one is broken. Do you still have the real one?"

Aunt Liu argued, explaining, "Aunt, you should be happy now. Fortunately, this real porcelain vase is still here..."

In the face of facts, you still dare to confuse right and wrong!

Madam Qian clenched her fists and leaned forward slightly, as if ready to slap the other person again at any moment. "You... actually dared..."

Her voice was sharp and trembling, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, her words filled with anger and disbelief.

Aunt Liu had never seen Old Madam Qian so angry.

"Aunt...I..."

She quickly lowered her posture, grabbed Madam Qian's sleeve flatteringly, shook it gently, and begged for mercy, "It's my fault, please forgive me, aunt."

"Wrong... humph!"

What a light apology.

Old Madam Qian's snow-white hair was trembling in anger and looked particularly messy.

She pursed her lips tightly, trying to suppress the anger that was about to burst out. "For ten years, I have been polishing that fake vase every day, treating it like a treasure. You have looked at it every day, and have you never felt guilty?"

"Aunt, I want to say it, but I'm afraid you..." Her explanation was so pale that even she couldn't continue.

"One word 'wrong', one word 'fear', and ten years of my hard work have been wiped out!"

Old Madam Qian trembled all over and growled.

The heartache is beyond words.

It’s like a person who is separated from his biological child. He finally finds him and raises him carefully for ten years, but then someone tells him that he has recognized the wrong son.

At this moment, your adopted son died in front of you, and your biological son was abused and ruined by others.

What a bolt from the blue this is.

Old Madam Qian thought of her husband who died young.

He passed away early, leaving the burden of raising the child on her.

Times are tough, and she has no words to describe the bitterness and pain she has gone through in the process of raising a child.

Over the years, she has used objects to remind herself of her loved ones. When she wipes the celadon vase, she tells it all the unspeakable thoughts and nagging in her heart.

This celadon vase is the only connection between this old woman and her young husband.

Now, she was wrong.

Having chosen the wrong person to confide in, it felt like I had chosen the wrong husband and had lost my loyalty. I felt extremely humiliated emotionally.

The air around her seemed to sense her anger and became tense and heavy.

The others avoided her sight, fearing they would become the next target of her wrath.

The atmosphere in the whole room became depressed and uneasy because of her anger.

Madam Qian's breathing was rapid, her chest heaving violently, and she felt extremely chilled. "I mistook a fish eye for a treasure, and you watched me live. Who knows, you might laugh at me behind my back for being old and blind, right?"