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

After seeing off the carriage from the Duke's Mansion, Su Manman was about to get on the car when she found Mingjing standing in the distance and not leaving.

Seeing her looking over, he looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak several times.

"Mingjing, do you have anything else to say?"

Mingjing came over and shyly took out a palm-sized wooden sculpture from his sleeve and handed it to him, "This is for you."

Su Manman took over and took a look.

A very ordinary square piece of wood, with peach blossoms carved on one side and bamboo carved on the other side.

His craftsmanship was not very good and the wood carving was not perfect.

But he made it with his own hands, and you can see that he put a lot of effort into it.

"Thank you, I love it."

She looked around and said, "Put it on the desk. It'll be perfect as a paperweight."

Mingjing scratched his bald head, looking embarrassed.

Su Manman turned to leave, and he looked up again and called out, "Three months later, benefactor, please remember to come to Baiyun Temple."

"I will definitely make the most delicious vinegar, waiting for you to taste it."

Su Manman turned around and said, "Yeah, okay."

The two of them had reached an agreement.

The Su Mansion's carriage moved slowly, and the Qi Prince Mansion's carriage followed behind.

Many unexpected things happened during this trip to Baiyun Temple, and the development of some things seemed to be out of touch with the development of the previous life.

Su Manman was leaning against the carriage, resting her eyes.

A man rode up and called out from the car window, "Miss Su."

Su Manman lifted the car curtain and took a look. She was startled, but then she couldn't help laughing.

Today, he is still wearing a snow-white brocade robe with gold edges, and waving the iconic jade-handled fan in his hand, highlighting the temperament of a suave young man.

The only thing that didn't fit was that he was wearing a bronze mask.

This mask has a green face and fangs, it's very scary.

Su Manman covered her mouth and laughed, "You're exaggerating."

"I still have to listen to what Miss Su says."

He adjusted the edge of the mask that was falling down. "How is it? This mask can block out both evil and bad luck in love. Isn't this young master very clever?"

"Yes, yes, you are the smartest person in the world." She praised him generously.

As the two were chatting, a hand lifted the curtain of the carriage from Prince Qi's palace behind them and looked over.

His face turned completely dark.

Zhuifeng, who was riding a horse and guarding beside him, was so frightened that he dared not breathe.

"Miss Su, when did you save His Royal Highness Prince Qi?"

Wu Xiaowen suddenly spoke up, "Yesterday in front of His Royal Highness Prince Jin, he protected you and said you saved him. How could I not know?"

"Afterwards, I asked His Highness, but he was unwilling to tell me."

"Are you and His Highness old acquaintances?"

Su Manman didn't answer, but instead aroused his stronger desire to peek.

Unafraid of the fiery gazes behind him, Wu Xiaowen tried to break through Su Manman.

If it is His Highness, because of Miss Su, he has changed his personality and likes the girl.

This is really a great thing for the Prince Qi's Mansion.

In the carriage, Su Manman didn't know how to answer Wu Xiaowen's repeated questions.

I couldn't see the expression on his face beneath the mask, but there was something sour in his tone.

His Royal Highness Prince Qi is fond of male homosexuality.

Wu Xiaowen is like this, is he jealous?

He was jealous of Ye Mo's former son and also jealous of his current son.

But he was wrong, she was not Ye Mo's current mistress.

"Master Wu has misunderstood. Your Highness and I are not familiar with each other."

She quickly distanced herself from the matter, "Mr. Wu also saw the life-saving grace. It was His Royal Highness Prince Qi who rescued me."

"I'm deeply grateful for this." Su Manman chose her words carefully. "I'm just grateful. Mr. Wu, please don't misunderstand me."

"Is it really just gratitude?" Wu Xiaowen asked uncertainly.

What a pity.

He looked at this Miss Su and found that she was not as bad as the rumors said.

His Highness seemed to treat her a little differently.

Who knows, the man is in love but I am not interested!

"It's true, it's more real than real gold and silver." Su Manman emphasized.

Wu Xiaowen, please don't misunderstand.

Then you, a group of homosexual men, are locked together.

Don't be jealous of me.

Don’t implicate me!

Seeing that Wu Xiaowen didn't leave, she remembered something.

He lowered his head and pulled out a few pages from a secret compartment beside the carriage. He then handed them out through the window. "Here are the steps and key points of cardiopulmonary resuscitation. I've written them all down."

Wu Xiaowen's eyes sparkled as he took a look and said, "Young lady, you're very quick. Huh?"

He picked up the paper and examined it carefully. "The girl's calligraphy is really good."

She has a good hand in calligraphy, of course.

During her free days in Prince Jin's mansion, she practiced writing diligently every day.

Since she had no copybooks, she would sometimes copy Ye Zhi's handwriting. Since entering the palace, her handwriting had become more and more like his.

and many more.

Su Manman suddenly remembered this incident and was so scared that her back went hairy.

"Master Wu, I remembered that there is one place that is not written clearly." She stretched out her hand to grab the pages of paper.

Wu Xiaowen leaned back, avoiding her hand, and chuckled, "How could that be? I think it's quite good. If there are any shortcomings, just write another one and give it to me."

He saw her panic.

But I don't know why she was panicked.

So, he insisted on holding the paper in his hand.

In the carriage not far away, Ye Mo saw the two men playing with each other, and suddenly opened the curtain. He said in a deep voice: "Order Wu Xiaowen to return home quickly and refine the antidote."

"Tell Miss Su what she wanted yesterday and ask her to come over to discuss it."

Zhuifeng felt the chill coming from the carriage and was so frightened that his back shuddered. He quickly rode forward and passed the message to Wu Xiaowen.

Wu Xiaowen didn't understand what was going on, so he stuffed the paper into his arms and said, "As you wish."

After being trapped in Baiyun Temple for three days, his plan to refine medicine was delayed.

He couldn't wait to leave.

"Miss Su, I'll take my leave first." He squeezed his legs together and rode away on his horse.

Su Manman lifted the car curtain and looked at his receding back, her brows slightly furrowed.

Her handwriting is more like Ye Zhi's handwriting ten years later.

If you put their handwriting together now, it would seem like Ye Zhi was copying her handwriting...

Even if people find the similarities, they can't find any other reasons.

who cares!

As she retracted her hand and was about to lower the curtain, Zhuifeng spoke up, "His Highness said that what the young lady said yesterday can still be discussed."

This person is so interesting!

Su Manman hesitated, not knowing what he was up to.

Lin, who was standing by, had never seen such a scene before. She tugged at Su Manman's sleeve and said, "Man'er, you and His Royal Highness Prince Qi..."

Lin is timid.

Because her father was demoted and exiled to a desolate place, she felt resistant to the royal family.

"fine!"

Su Manman looked relaxed. "That night, thank goodness His Highness helped me. I should be grateful."

She stood up, got off the carriage, and got on the carriage behind.

As expected of His Royal Highness Prince Qi's carriage, the interior is even more luxurious.

On the low table on one side, a small stove was boiling hot tea, and on the table next to it, there were two plates of pastries.

A plate of Poria cocos cake and a plate of peach blossom cake.

"Come in and sit down!" He poured a cup of tea and pushed it over, just like yesterday.

Su Manman sat aside, not accepting the tea, and said straight to the point: "Your Highness, have you thought it through and are you willing to give me a piece of Ice Stone?"