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

"Okay, don't keep me waiting too long."

Ye Mo remembered that the man once sat astride a tree trunk, gazing into the distance.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but he remembered his cheerful voice, "Five years from now, I will go to the capital to see the prosperity there."

He swung the dagger in his hand and said, "If the silver is not enough, I will pawn this dagger. It should be worth a few taels of silver."

At that time, Ye Mo sneered in his heart.

This dagger is worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, not just a few taels.

He asked all pawnshops in the capital to keep an eye on the dagger and report immediately if anyone came to pawn it.

Since the Bi Cang Auction House opened, they have offered a huge reward to lure him over.

However, as time passed, that person and that thing disappeared without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

After walking around the Bi Cang Auction House and finding nothing, he felt indescribable.

After leaving the auction house, he walked in front with a gloomy face, and Zhuifeng followed behind him, too scared to say a word.

On the bustling streets, cars and people are coming and going, and the hawkers' cries are heard one after another.

At the corner of the street ahead, there is a roasted sweet potato stall. The old stall owner is warmly entertaining two girls who have gathered around him.

One of the girls was wearing a simple blue dress. She lifted the veil of her hat and stared at the sweet potatoes beside the oven with her burning eyes.

The old man helped her pick out a sweet potato, and she politely took it with both hands.

Perhaps the sweet potato was too hot. She tossed it back and forth with her hands, pouting and blew the cool breeze, "Hot, hot, hot..."

He kept muttering that it was too hot, but he couldn't wait to pry it open. He took a bite and said excitedly, "It's delicious..."

This look...

And the vague image in my memory...

An inexplicable impulse surged in his heart, and Ye Mo inexplicably quickened his pace and walked forward.

The roasted sweet potato was very sweet and soft. Su Manman wanted to swallow it in one gulp, but it was too hot. The food was so hot that her tongue kept spinning in her mouth and she kept breathing heavily...

When she turned her head, her eyes inadvertently met someone's, and Su Manman's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She tried hard to maintain her ladylike demeanor, but the roasted sweet potato in her throat was too hot.

I want to swallow, but I can't.

It would be ungraceful to want to spit it out.

"Cough cough cough..."

What a ghost.

How come I can meet him everywhere today?

Su Manman reluctantly swallowed the roasted sweet potato in her mouth and tried her best to show the elegance of a boudoir girl. She pinched her throat and said, "Your Highness, what a coincidence. You are here to buy roasted sweet potatoes too."

He didn't answer her.

His eyes first moved around her face, then fell on the half baked sweet potato in her hand.

That look made Su Manman feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that he recognized her at the Bi Cang Auction House and came looking for her?

Not like ah.

This look seemed to be taken a fancy to the roasted sweet potato in her hand.

This is too absurd.

With a shy smile, she handed over the half roasted sweet potato in her hand and said, "Your Highness, would you like to have some too?"

Qingluan: “…” Girl, took a bite of that roasted sweet potato.

Zhuifeng: “…” Miss Su, how could His Highness eat the roasted sweet potato that you only took a bite of?

He was stunned and didn't move.

Su Manman came back to her senses and realized that she had given the wrong person. She quickly handed over the other half of the baked sweet potato and said, "Eat it while it's hot. It's delicious."

An ordinary baked sweet potato seemed to become a delicacy under her praise.

Qingluan: "..." Girl, how could the cold-faced King of Hell like to eat such sweet things? You must have made a mistake.

Zhuifeng: "..." Miss Su, our prince doesn't eat other people's food casually, let alone the leftovers?

"Aren't you going to eat?"

She pretended to pull her hand back, but he was quicker than her and took the half roasted sweet potato from her hand.

The baked sweet potatoes fresh from the oven are always hot.

His fingers trembled from the heat, and he couldn't help but imitate her and toss them back and forth.

That look is so cute and silly.

Qingluan: "..." She was dumbfounded and turned away hurriedly.

Zhuifeng: "..." He was almost disheveled in the wind, his eyes popping out of his frame as he stared at his idiot prince.

Su Manman was amused and couldn't help but step forward and take the roasted sweet potato from his hand. "Your Highness has delicate hands and is afraid of being burned, but I am not."

He probably hasn't eaten anything like this before.

She took it, took out a clean handkerchief she had with her and used it as a cushion on the bottom. She tore off the skin next to it and handed it to him again. "Okay, eat now. Be careful of the heat."

Ye Mo looked at the person in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze blank, and suddenly a blurry figure appeared in front of him.

At that time, they were in the psychedelic forest and food was scarce.

He can't move, or he can move, but his body is not in good condition.

However, he never complained or felt sad.

In order to get a bite to eat, he would climb trees to take bird eggs, go to the river to catch and grill fish, hunt rabbits and pheasants, and more often, he would dig holes non-stop.

He said he knew a little about medical books, so he knew a lot of plants and herbs.

While digging herbs to treat his injuries, they also dug roots and rhizomes of various plants to satisfy their hunger.

In the psychedelic forest, the most abundant plants are sweet potatoes and kudzu root.

He likes to roast sweet potatoes, and he always divides the roasted sweet potatoes into two halves, half for each person.

When he ate roasted sweet potatoes, he also liked to move his hands back and forth and breathe out like her.

At first, he despised him.

He always smiled brightly and said, "I'm very clean. I wash my face and rinse my mouth every day. If I hadn't been forced into this state, I wouldn't be covered in dirt all day long."

Later, he started eating because he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

In difficult times, a baked sweet potato is more delicious than delicacies from land and sea.

Gradually, every time he ate roasted sweet potatoes, he would wait until he blew them cool before eating them.

Qingluan: "..." How could His Royal Highness Prince Qi eat expired sweet potatoes?

Zhuifeng: "..." Miss Su, my prince is a mysophobe and won't eat roasted sweet potatoes like this.

Your own prince, you spoil yourself.

The Prince Qi’s Mansion must never take advantage of a girl.

It’s just a roasted sweet potato. Zhuifeng still has the ability to buy it for His Highness.

Zhuifeng rushed over, took out a silver ingot from his waist, and threw it to the old man roasting sweet potatoes, "Two here, no need to change."

The old man who roasts sweet potatoes, even if he saves all year round, is not as big as the piece in front of him.

He hurriedly took the silver, took out three or four large, juicy, perfectly roasted sweet potatoes, placed them on paper, and handed them forward.

"Sir, please take it." Today, this ingot of silver was enough to buy all the roasted sweet potatoes on his stall, which was not too much.

Zhuifeng took the roasted sweet potato and handed it over generously, "Your Highness, if you want to eat it, here you go."

He smiled foolishly, showing how well he understood his master's thoughts.

It is wishful thinking for a girl to want to get close to His Highness and become close to him by eating half a roasted sweet potato.

See how I, Zhuifeng, can stop you from having this thought.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mo didn't even glance at him, but reached out and took the half roasted sweet potato again.

The roasted sweet potato stayed in his palm for a moment, and he lowered his head to take a bite.

It is soft, sweet and very delicious.

"Is it delicious?"

Su Manman didn't expect that he had such a silly and cute side. She suppressed her laughter and said, "My skill in roasting sweet potatoes is even better. I'll treat Your Highness to some next time I have the chance."

The words came out of her mouth in a startled manner, and she wanted to bite off half of her tongue.

Careless.

Who is the person in front of me?

His Royal Highness Prince Qi, the famous prince of Daqian Kingdom, has chefs from all over the world, so how could he be interested in the sweet potatoes she baked?

"Hehe!" Su Manman hurriedly shook her hands and said with a wry smile, "You're wrong. My craftsmanship is poor, it's not worth a try."

He looked at her thoughtfully, as if he was looking at another person: "Okay."

it is good.

What do you mean?

Does that mean he agreed?

Su Manman gave a fake smile, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Um..." She wanted to find a new topic to change, but her eyes jumped over his shoulder and saw another person.

In the carriage not far away, the man lifted a corner of the curtain and watched quietly.

He has a handsome face and elegant demeanor. His eyes seem to be filled with the beautiful scenery of spring, making people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.

Daqian Kingdom, the future monarch.

Her husband in her previous life was Prince Jin Yezhi.