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

As the door curtain was lifted, a person walked out of the house.

Her hair was covered with pearls and jade, and she was wearing a dress made of silk and satin, the gauze was graceful and beautiful.

The flowers on the embroidered robe are lifelike, as if emitting a faint floral fragrance, making the whole person look even more charming and elegant.

What's funny is the face, with scratches and scabs scattered all over the forehead.

There was an egg-sized abrasion on the right cheek, which was heavier and had not dried blood. It was obvious that it had not been treated properly and had become inflamed repeatedly.

Looking at her hand again, the old wound had not healed and was still wrapped with white cloth.

The hand was raised habitually, like a white dumpling held high in the air. It didn't have any momentum at all, but was inexplicably funny.

"Su Manman, since you are the eldest daughter of the Su family, I will listen to you and let you do whatever you want..."

Concubine Liu spoke without even considering whether her words were true or not. "But how could you sow discord and spread rumors like this?"

"Oh?" Su Manman smiled instead of getting angry. "How did I sow discord?"

She crossed her arms and said, "On the day we went to Baiyun Temple, our carriage was snatched away by you and Su Jiaojiao, which caused us to arrive late. On the way back home, we encountered a heavy rainstorm and had to stay."

"How can you say we stole the carriage?"

Aunt Liu complained, "You just returned home and at the birthday banquet, you made the old lady angry and had me sent to the Dali Temple prison."

"Thankfully, Lord Cao is perceptive and has cleared my name."

"As soon as you came back, so many bad things happened in the Su Mansion. Jiaojiao and I are kind-hearted, so we thought of going up the mountain to worship Buddha and pray that everyone in the Su Mansion will be safe and sound in the future, and that the old lady will be in good health."

"Jiaojiao and I are sincere and filial, and we use all of our sincerity and filial piety for the Su Mansion and the old lady."

"We took the Su Mansion carriage, what's wrong with that?"

"Could it be that my mother and I can't ride in the Su Mansion's carriage?"

"How could such injustice exist in this world?"

"Su Manman, you are the eldest daughter of the Su family, but you can't be so overbearing and unreasonable!"

Ever since she returned home from the car accident, Aunt Liu was injured and not treated well by Su Tinggui, and she felt very aggrieved.

She was waiting for Lin and others to return home. She had rehearsed these rebuttals and angry rebukes in her mind countless times.

She was aggressive, but Su Manman looked calm.

She calmly retorted, "Since you've decided to go to Baiyun Temple, why don't you prepare the carriage in advance?"

"Why did you choose to use our carriage first when time was running out?"

"You said that you and your daughter went to Baiyun Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha in order to pray for the Su family."

She paused and asked, "Why? Did you worship the Buddha?"

With her light words, Lin's face changed completely.

Su Jiaojiao fainted in front of the hall and was stabbed in the Ren Zhong area by her.

These days, after my daughter returned home, the wound on her philtrum had scabbed over and had not yet healed.

The flower viewing party is coming soon, and her daughter is very anxious about it. She hasn't been in a good mood with her these days.

Since returning home, my daughter has been claiming to have facial allergies and wearing a gauze scarf.

Except for the few people who accompanied them up the mountain, no one else knew what had happened.

If this matter were to be made public, my daughter would definitely have a falling out with me.

"Shut up!"

Aunt Liu scolded her harshly, "Don't talk nonsense and make random accusations. Su Manman, you have to understand that your father broke his leg while trying to find you."

"As a child, you don't know how to be grateful. Instead, you act bossy and scold others. You are such an unfilial daughter!"

Unfilial daughter!

snort!

She is an unfilial daughter.

A father who ignores his daughter and lets her fend for herself, what virtue and ability does he have to expect the abandoned person to be filial to him?

It's ridiculous.

"To find us?"

Su Manman smiled, her eyes looking through the window to the bed in the room, "Then you should ask him, is he looking for us mother and daughter, or is he looking for Aunt Liu and you mother and daughter?"

Inside the room, Su Tinggui, who was hit by the words, suddenly sat up from the bed.

Supported by a servant, he rushed out on crutches, pointed a finger at Su Manman's face, and angrily shouted, "Su Manman, you unlucky star, how long are you going to make such trouble?"

Unlucky star?

Ha ha!

A father used such vicious language to call his daughter.

How can such a person be a father?

"I didn't make a scene."

Her heart turned cold, and her expression naturally became even colder. "It was because I heard that you were injured that I wanted to come visit you as soon as I returned home, but I didn't expect to be harassed by a group of people."

"I'm not a jinx either." She looked up at Su Tinggui and repeated word by word, "Why are you injured?"

"Why was Aunt Liu injured?"

"Why was Su Jiaojiao injured?"

"You all know the truth, so why are you putting all the blame on me?"

She suddenly smiled and said, "Every cause has its effect. When you experience bad consequences, reflect on what kind of bad causes you have sown."

Su Tinggui's original intention was to find Concubine Liu and her daughter and bring them back to the mansion quietly.

Unexpectedly, he met His Royal Highness Prince Jin at an inn on the way and had to go to Baiyun Temple.

The original intention of being forced to go to Baiyun Temple was to wash away the bad reputation of favoring concubines and killing wives, and to gain a good reputation.

Unexpectedly, he slipped and fell from the broken century-old tree and injured his leg.

If he had known that he would break his leg on this trip, he would definitely not have insisted on going.

Therefore, his original intention was not good, and he inevitably suffered bad consequences.

As for Aunt Liu and Su Jiaojiao, their original intention of going up the mountain to worship Buddha was not pure, so they suffered physically and suffered the consequences.

These bad consequences are all caused by each person himself, and have nothing to do with others.

Her words were like a knife, tearing through the hypocritical masks of these people and exposing their ugly faces.

"You are presumptuous!"

Su Tinggui was furious when his sore spot was hit.

He had an injured leg and in a rage, he jumped forward with his crutches and slapped him.

He used all his strength in this slap.

Compared to the slap at Yixiangyuan, it was more powerful and stronger.

Aunt Liu, who was standing by, looked on, her lips curled up in a sinister smile.

Old Madam Qian looked on coldly, curling her lips, her face full of gloating, and she didn't forget to add: "Bitch, you deserve to be punished."

Lin, who was supported by Taohong, watched her daughter being beaten again. She was so angry that she wanted to rush forward and fight her.

But when she got angry, the toxins in her body took over, her legs became weak, and she couldn't move a muscle at all. She could only cry out in pain, her face full of pain, "Don't hit my Man'er!"

"Snapped!"

The expected slap sounded, but it did not fall on Su Manman's face.

She reached out and grabbed Su Tinggui's wrist.

The thin palm slapped Su Tinggui's wrist, causing the skin on his arm to hurt. He couldn't help but cry out: "Ouch."

Su Manman was a head shorter than Su Tinggui and much smaller in stature, but her hand gripped his wrist tightly like a pair of pliers.

Su Tinggui couldn't move at all.

"Does it hurt?" She raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of her lips, "This slap on the face hurts even more."

"You evil daughter!" Su Tinggui was subdued by his daughter and was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet.

Unfortunately, his legs were disabled and he couldn't stomp at all. He could only glare at her fiercely, "How dare you disobey your own father?"

What's the point of disobeying such a father?

She didn't answer him, but continued to herself: "With that last slap, you have already slapped away the only affection between us father and daughter."

"That's the last time I'll let you."

"Su Tinggui, remember I warned you. If you still treat us mother and daughter like this, we will wait and see."

"Are you threatening me?"

Su Tinggui was so angry that he tried hard to break free from her grasp with his wrist.

She was clearly a small person, but for some reason, her hands were so strong.

The more he struggled, the harder she pushed.

After a while, his wrist felt as if a layer of skin had been scraped off alive, and it was burning with pain.