Happy Palm: The War King's Favored Little Doctor Consort

"Where is Su Qingli?"

"He escaped from the city to look for Old Madam Su. Before leaving the city, he posted this on the bulletin board." The secret guard handed the notice taken down from the bulletin board to Mo Yunting.

Mo Yunting was a little surprised when he saw the blood-stained notice: "Su Qingli was injured?"

The secret guard couldn't fathom his master's thoughts, so he could only speak truthfully: "The wound was severe. The Lu family's men were ruthless. Blood was dripping all the way."

Mo Yunting's expression suddenly became colder.

"To the Prince of Zhao: I have heard that all marriages in this world are forged through three lifetimes. Li's life-saving grace has earned you a marriage contract, which is a beautiful thing. Unfortunately, I am incompetent and cannot help you. You are resentful, and I am causing enmity. We are in danger every day. Since our hearts are not in harmony, it is better for us to return to our original paths. After parting with you, I hope you can get what you want and marry the daughter of a different surname from the head of the city, so that you can live in harmony and rise to the top. I hope the prince will let go of the grudge and let go of the hatred. Let us part ways and be happy. Li kowtows three times and wishes the prince a long life."

Mo Yunting instantly felt that Su Qingli was worthy of her name, so bold and vindictive.

This letter to the Prince of Zhao seems to be written with true feelings and consideration for the Prince of Zhao at all times, but once it is spread, not only will the Prince of Zhao be accused of being ungrateful, but the entire Zhao Palace will also be suspected by the emperor!

"Post this letter to the Prince of Zhao on the jade disk in the Lingxiao Pavilion, in the most conspicuous place."

"My subordinates will do it immediately."

Mo Yunting reached out and touched his eyes: "Su Qingli, I have helped you again. This time, how will you repay me?"

Lingxiao Pavilion is a famous gathering place for scholars and students in Beijing. Most of the candidates who come to Beijing to take the imperial examinations gather here to discuss poetry and philosophy and criticize current social ills.

Mo Yuheng also liked to go to Lingxiao Pavilion on weekdays, firstly to meet knowledgeable people, and secondly, once these people passed the exam, he could naturally recruit them to be disciples of King Zhao.

Today, Mo Yuheng was in a very good mood. The Su family canceled his marriage with Su Qingli, so he didn't have to marry Su Qingli. This was a great thing for him.

But as soon as he stepped into Lingxiao Pavilion, he found that the atmosphere inside was not right.

"Brother He, what masterpieces have you created today?" Mo Yuheng greeted the scholar he was friends with, but the man just smiled awkwardly and didn't answer.

"Congratulations, Prince Zhao. Congratulations, Prince Zhao." At this time, a young man in blue came forward to congratulate.

"I don't know where the joy comes from?"

"He broke off the engagement with Miss Su and found a new wife from a different family." The young man seemed to be complimenting, but in fact he was mocking. Mo Yuheng immediately heard something wrong.

The cancellation of his engagement with Su Qingli was only finalized last night, so why did the person in front of him know about it?

"I don't understand what you mean, brother."

"I heard that Prime Minister Su's first wife, Su Qin, once saved the life of Prince Zhao. In gratitude, Prince Zhao arranged for Su Qingli to be his wife. Is this true?"

Mo Yuheng frowned. Many people in the capital knew about this and it was impossible to deny it.

"It's true."

"Prince Zhao and Miss Su have broken off their engagement. Is this true?"

"Brother Pei, you don't know that this matter was proposed by the Su family. I only found out about the Su family's cancellation of the engagement this morning."

The young man's face immediately turned cold, his tone full of disgust: "Miss Su's mother was saved by the Zhao Palace, but because her biological mother died young and she had no grandfather to support her, you bullied her. You are ungrateful."

"Brother Pei, I'm afraid there's a misunderstanding here."

"How could this be a misunderstanding? Didn't you break off your engagement with Miss Su?" The man in green clothes said righteously, "I'm afraid Miss Su has already been murdered by now, right?"

"I have never hurt Miss Su in the slightest. It was Miss Su herself who proposed to cancel the engagement. Brother Pei does not know the reason, so please be careful with your words."

"I'm afraid that Prince Zhao hasn't read Miss Su's letter to Prince Zhao." The man in green pointed at the jade disk and read, "Letter to Prince Zhao. It is said that in this world, couples..."

Mo Yuheng quickly walked to the jade disc and read the letter written by Su Qingli to the Prince of Zhao from beginning to end. A mouthful of blood choked in his throat and he almost vomited it out!

This letter to the Prince of Zhao was written with true feelings, yet extremely vicious. Every word was meant to nail him to the pillar of shame!

What's even more hateful is that this letter is stained with blood, and the content inside it is so blood-stained that every word is like a heavy slap in his face!

Su Qingli! That vicious woman!

Mo Yuheng turned around and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion. He wanted to ask the Prime Minister what Su Qingli meant!