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

"Aunt, I never thought of it this way!" Aunt Liu felt aggrieved and started to act coquettishly.

She has been used to acting like a spoiled child since she was a child.

When he made mistakes as a child, he was very sweet-mouthed and always called "Aunt" all the time, which made Old Madam Qian feel distressed and she was unwilling to pursue the matter any further.

Because of this, Aunt Liu escaped punishment many times.

This pattern continued for many years, until she married into the Su family. On weekdays, Madam Qian never found it strange.

But today, this man who was almost forty years old once again pulled her sleeve and acted coquettishly and cutely towards her. For the first time, Mrs. Qian felt disgusted.

"Ten years, just one lie. You've deceived me for ten whole years!"

The more Madam Qian thought about it, the angrier she became. Her emotions were pent up, and she angrily threw up her sleeves and said, "Let go."

An old lady, she doesn't move much and doesn't have much strength.

But Aunt Liu was pretending to be weak. She waved her hands and pretended to fall to the side.

Aunt Liu forgot that there was a pile of celadon bottle fragments on the ground that had not been cleaned up, and she fell among the fragments.

She pushed her palm against the fragments and felt pain, letting out a sharp cry, "Ahhhhh..."

Everyone was shocked.

Su Jiaojiao squatted down in panic to check.

Several pieces of porcelain shards pierced deeply into Aunt Liu's palm, and blood immediately gushed out. Su Jiaojiao was so frightened that she screamed, "Blood... bleeding."

After many years of taking care of her husband and children, Aunt Liu lived a smooth life and never suffered any skin damage.

At this moment, her palms were stinging with unbearable pain, and warm blood was flowing out, which frightened her so much that her face turned pale instantly.

She lost her composure, raised her head abruptly, and said hysterically to Madam Qian, "Madam, even if you don't like me, you can't push me like this!"

Old Madam Qian: “…” She didn’t use much force.

How could she be hurt like this?

The situation suddenly reversed again.

Old Madam Qian was stunned for a moment and forgot that she was angry.

After all, this was the child she had watched grow up, and now that he was injured, she was terrified and at a loss. "What should I do? He's bleeding! Hurry, call a doctor!"

In the courtyard, Su Tinggui had just entered the inner door when he heard Mrs. Qian's cry from inside the house. He asked anxiously, "Mother, what's wrong? What happened?"

When Mrs. Qian heard her son's voice, she suddenly panicked.

The son treats the person in front of him as his beloved. What should he do if he finds out that he has hurt her and the mother and son become estranged?

Thinking of this, her legs went limp and she collapsed onto the couch, groaning in pain: "Ouch! My head, my head hurts so much, why does my heart hurt so much!"

A group of people rushed into the house.

Su Tinggui was the first to be hit. The room was full of celadon flower fragments scattered all over the floor, making it a mess.

Aunt Liu slumped on the ground, holding up her hands. There were several splinters in her palms. Bright red blood flowed out from her palms and flowed down her sleeves, making her dirty dress even more messy and filthy.

When she looked up and saw him coming in, tears rolled down her cheeks, "Master, I am almost dying of pain. Wuuwuwu..."

Su Jiaojiao, who was standing by, held onto Aunt Liu's arm and burst into tears out of fear.

Her hair was loose, her hairpin dangling, and on her open sleeve, two scarlet scratches on her snow-white arm were striking. "Dad, my aunt is bleeding a lot. Please call a doctor. Help! My mother is dying."

On a soft couch not far away, the old lady leaned against a soft pillow, her usually smoothly combed hair disheveled, and she cried like a madman: "My life, why is it so miserable! Wuuwuwu..."

Nanny Lan, who was beside the bed, was so frightened that she helped her to breathe smoothly while calling out in a hurry, "Xinghua, go get a doctor! The old lady is almost out of breath."

What I saw before me was chaos.

There was only a girl standing in front of the carved window.

She was wearing a light blue long dress, and there was no trace of emotion in her eyes, as if the noise had nothing to do with her.

Even when she saw him coming, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, as if mocking or joking.

Su Tinggui's face suddenly turned livid, and a deep furrow formed between his furrowed brows. He angrily scolded, "Evil girl, this is all your fault."

Su Manman frowned slightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in her indifferent expression.

Have a look.

The person in front of him is his father.

When something goes wrong, they blame all the mistakes on her without any investigation.

"It has nothing to do with me!" Su Manman said coldly, "Sir, please don't condemn others just by opening your mouth."

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about..."

Su Jiaojiao straightened up while crying, pointed her finger at Su Manman's face, and scolded, "Eldest sister, it was clearly you who pushed me and broke Grandmother's celadon vase. That's why Aunt Liu fell and hurt her hand, and why Grandmother was frightened and felt so uncomfortable."

Su Jiaojiao recounted what happened, but omitted some of the most important key points.

"Eldest sister, you made a mistake. If you admit your mistake honestly, Grandmother and Auntie won't hold it against you. But you..."

Su Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with tears as she sobbed, "You made a mistake, why are you still so aggressive and unrepentant?"

As soon as she said this, the room fell into silence.

When Old Madam Qian heard this, she didn't say that she pushed Aunt Liu. In this way, her son wouldn't blame her and there would be no need for mother and son to become estranged.

She quickly chimed in, "Hurry, is the doctor here? Help Concubine Liu stop the bleeding. My child, you've been badly injured. What shall we do?"

Concubine Liu was also good at reading people's expressions. After all, she was related to Old Madam Qian by blood. She immediately understood what she meant. Holding her bloody hand, she cried even harder, "No, let's see the old lady first. You are old and weak. What if you get angry and something bad happens? What will we do then?"

The two of them talked back and forth, and although neither of them agreed with Su Jiaojiao's words, they also did not emphasize that Su Manman had made a mistake.

But the harmonious interaction between the two clearly verified Su Jiaojiao's words.

Su Tinggui only felt a flame rising from the soles of his feet.

From the first day she returned home, the Su Mansion was in chaos, with no peace for a single day.

Su Tinggui thought again of the recent slanderous rumors in the capital.

Su Tinggui is a gigolo.

Su Tinggui was ungrateful and favored his concubine over his wife, which is against the will of heaven.

Su Tinggui abused his legitimate daughter and eldest son and is not worthy of being a father.

Why on earth did Su Tinggui become the Minister of Rites...

Su Tinggui...

All kinds of discussions made him lose face. Not only did he become the talk behind his colleagues' backs, but it seemed that the emperor had also heard something about it.

In recent days, the emperor has not been kind to him, scolding him several times in person and even bluntly saying that he is not doing his job well...

Su Tinggui was very worried. He finally waited until Concubine Liu was released from the Dali Temple prison.

He originally thought that once Aunt Liu's suspicion was eliminated and everything was settled, everything in the Su Mansion should go smoothly.

Who knew, he hadn't even caught his breath yet.

As soon as he returned home, he encountered such a thing happening there.

"Evil girl" Su Tinggui growled, and the anger that had been suppressed in her heart for several days suddenly erupted like magma.

He came quickly, his palm drawing an arc in the air, so fast that it almost created a gust of wind.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap was heard, and the crying, screams of pain, shouts, and even the heavy breathing stopped abruptly.

There was dead silence in the room.

Everyone's eyes turned to the girl at the window.