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

In the carriage, the two fell into a brief silence.

"Your Highness, the toxins in your body are spreading. For the time being, it's best for you to stay in your residence and recuperate."

Wu Xiaowen and Ye Mo grew up together and have a deep relationship.

Privately, he kept calling his name.

If the title of "Your Highness" is used, it must be very solemn.

"Do you also believe what she said?" Ye Mo asked back, and then said to himself: "Yue Zhong, I want to go to Baiyun Temple."

Wu Xiaowen was helpless when he heard this, "Master Xukong is back, we can invite him to the Prince Qi's Mansion."

"No, I want to go to Baiyun Temple myself." Baiyun Temple, that person once said that if he came to the capital, he would definitely go to Baiyun Temple.

"Ye Mo." Wu Xiaowen carefully persuaded: "You have been looking for him for almost five years. If you are destined to meet, you will definitely meet. Why do you have to be so obsessed with the moment?"

Ye Mo lowered his head, his eyes dark and heavy.

After a moment of silence, he said quietly, "You understand, my moment may be my lifetime."

This answer is too heavy.

The two fell into silence again.

Wu Xiaowen stroked the brocade box with his palm, his fingers suddenly clenched around the edge of the box, and said in a more serious tone: "Don't worry, I will definitely speed up the preparation of the antidote."

……

At the birthday banquet in the front hall, everyone was toasting each other, and every face was filled with warm smiles.

Old Madam Qian, who was sitting in the first seat, was panicking as she listened to the flattery from others.

Aunt Liu went to Cuixiangyuan to check on the situation and did not return for a long time.

My son is nowhere to be seen. What happened?

Worried, Su Jiaojiao ran over from the front yard with red eyes. When she entered the front hall and saw Old Madam Qian, she opened her mouth and said, "Grandma."

Tears started flowing before words were spoken.

Old Madam Qian stopped laughing and suddenly stood up from the Eight Immortals Chair.

Whoops!

I got up so fast that I feel dizzy!

"How impulsive! How disgraceful!" Old Madam Qian scolded, scaring Su Jiaojiao.

All the guests' eyes fell on her. Su Jiaojiao was panicked for a moment, "Grandma, this is not good..."

"You're late, but Grandma won't blame you!" Old Madam Qian waved to Su Jiaojiao gracefully, "Come on, come to Grandma."

Although he spoke casually, Su Jiaojiao could still hear that his tone was different from usual.

Grandma was angry.

Grandma was very angry.

She pursed her lips and moved forward with a wronged look on her face.

As she walked over, Madam Qian grabbed her hand and said soothingly, "Come, have some wine later."

Under his sleeve, his fingers pinched the back of Su Jiaojiao's hand, scaring her so much that she held back her tears.

"Everyone, I'm Su, I'm late. Please forgive me!" A figure flashed at the door, and Su Tinggui strode in briskly, picked up a glass of wine on the table, and greeted everyone.

"Come on, Su will drink first to show his respect." He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Master Su, you are so polite, so polite!"

"Master Su, come, I will offer you a toast."

"Master Su..."

In fact, there were some unusual movements in Cuixiangyuan, and the guests who came to the banquet had noticed it to some extent.

Something happened at the Su Mansion.

They were worried that the fire at the city gate would affect everyone, but they couldn't leave immediately. They felt like sitting on pins and needles and were very anxious.

Seeing Su Tinggui return as usual, everyone felt relieved and began to smile and flatter him again.

Old Madam Qian forced a smile and greeted the guests warmly until she saw the last guest off with a forced smile.

She lay down on the couch tiredly.

Su Jiaojiao, who was standing aside, could no longer hold back and fell to her knees.

Holding her legs, she cried, "Grandma, please, think of a way to save Aunt Liu."

It was his 60th birthday, a happy event, but Lord Cao took everyone in the mansion to the Dali Temple.

The Su family was involved in a lawsuit, and Old Madam Qian was extremely upset.

"Why are you crying? What happened?"

"My aunt..." Su Jiaojiao sobbed as she told the whole story of what happened in Cuixiang Courtyard.

Of course, she did not forget to add fuel to the fire.

When Old Madam Qian heard this, she was furious and panicked, "Tinggui, was this really done by your rebellious daughter?"

Su Tinggui was being bullied by both sides today and had no place to vent.

In the past, he would have ignored it and let his mother deal with the girl as she pleased.

But today is different from the past, that girl's backer...

Su Tinggui frowned and said impatiently: "Mother, this matter can't be blamed entirely on that girl."

"She hadn't been home for a long time, and upon returning, she discovered her mother was seriously ill. She was so anxious that she acted so recklessly."

"father!"

Su Jiaojiao raised her head and looked at Su Tinggui in disbelief, "How can you speak for her? That concubine..."

Su Jiaojiao discovered that after she was reborn, her father's attitude towards her and her aunt had changed, and she couldn't help crying.

"Why cry!"

Su Tinggui was annoyed by her crying. "If your mother hadn't done those things, Lord Cao would have handled it impartially and released her safely. If she had..."

Su Tinggui's face changed drastically.

This possibility is not impossible.

He didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be.

"Daddy"

Su Jiaojiao cried even harder, "Daddy, if you don't save Mommy, does that mean you don't love Jiaojiao anymore?"

"Okay, stop arguing."

Old Madam Qian's head ached from the two people's quarreling. She beckoned her maid Xinghua over and said, "Go, call the eldest lady."

……

In the afternoon, the huge trees that covered the sky blocked the strong sunlight. The light in Cuixiang Courtyard was dim, there were few people, and it seemed even more deserted.

Inside the room, Su Manman sat beside the bed, touching her pulse with her hand, hiding the clarity in her eyes and replacing them with a complex expression.

My mother had been poisoned for a long time, and the toxin had invaded her internal organs.

Today, Wu Xiaowen's acupuncture and medication only temporarily pulled her back from the brink of death.

Judging from her pulse, she won't live more than half a month.

"Qingluan, Taohong, I'm going to give my mother acupuncture. You go and guard the door. No one is allowed to disturb me."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two maids responded in unison.

Su Manman spread out the medicine box beside her, opened the cloth bag, and held a silver needle between her two fingers.

Her eyes were determined and her movements were swift. The silver needles in her hands seemed to be given life and penetrated into the major acupuncture points of the human body accurately.

Outside the door, Tao Hong whispered, "Qingluan, have you noticed that there's something wrong with the girl?"

Qingluan frowned and didn't respond to her.

"The young lady seems to be particularly concerned about His Royal Highness Prince Qi. Such a good heart-protecting mirror, she just gave it to him..."

Qingluan Baitaohong glanced at her, "The young lady is giving acupuncture in the house, don't say anything more, just stay here."

The two of them were bickering quietly when a group of people came rushing in from the archway of Cuixiang Courtyard.

The person in the lead was none other than Old Lady Qian's favorite, the head maid Xinghua.

She glanced at the two of them and raised her head slightly: "Go, call your daughter out, the old lady will ask her to go over and question her immediately."

"Hello, girl!"

Taohong was lively and cheerful, and smiled. "The lady is seriously ill, and I'm busy tending to her. When I'm free, I'll go and pay my respects to the old lady."

"Madam has been ill for more than a day or two. I'll report back to the old lady later, and it won't be too late to come and take care of her."

Xinghua didn't buy it at all. She said loudly to the inside of the house, "Miss, the old lady is old and has the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon. She can't wait for anyone."

This sentence has a threatening feeling, making people feel uncomfortable.