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

The old lady opened it and read it. No wonder Qingli said that the engagement should be cancelled as soon as possible. This was the reason.

"My Lady Dowager, these words are all Qingli's wishes for Prince Zhao. Is there any problem?"

Old Madam Su spoke slowly and sincerely. She was originally angry about Su Qingli being beaten and losing her engagement, but now her anger had completely subsided.

"Madam Su, are you pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth?" Concubine Zhao said in an unhappy tone, "If the Su family doesn't want to cancel the engagement, just say so. My Zhao Palace is definitely not ungrateful."

"You're joking, Concubine. Qingli just means well..."

"There's no need for her to pretend to be kind!" Concubine Zhao scolded coldly, "I'll give her three days to explain this matter clearly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

"The Concubine has also heard what Zen Master Wangyou said. Whether this child can survive until tomorrow is still unknown. Is the Concubine really going to force him to death before she's satisfied?"

"Madam Su, the Su family has more than one daughter." Concubine Zhao softened her tone, "Although Yuheng and Su Qingli have broken off their engagement, the Su family still has other daughters."

Old Madam Su said nothing, but just looked at Concubine Zhao quietly.

"I hope Su Qingli can return to the capital as soon as possible and explain this matter clearly. Then, the relationship between Prince Zhao's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion can continue." Concubine Zhao glanced at Su Qingli and said, "Old Madam, you should at least think more about Prime Minister Su."

As soon as Concubine Zhao left, Old Lady Su sat by the bed and sighed, "You're being too reckless. The Zhao Palace is not a place to be easily dealt with."

Su Qingli opened her eyes. Even though she was dying of illness, her eyes were still full of fighting spirit.

"Grandmother, don't worry. I will return to Beijing tomorrow morning and explain this matter clearly."

"How do you explain it?"

"Follow Prince Zhao's request. I will definitely handle this matter."

When the first ray of sunlight pierces the darkness in the early morning, the sound of morning drums spreads from far away to near.

The city gate slowly opened. Su Qingli, dressed in a bloodstained white robe, stood outside the gate. She slowly knelt down and kowtowed: "Su Qingli knows her fault and begs Prince Zhao to forgive her."

Kneel and kowtow with every step.

"Su Qingli knows her mistake and begs Prince Zhao to forgive her."

There were many people entering and leaving the city in the early morning. Everyone's eyes fell on the girl who was covered in blood and looked disheveled. They didn't understand what mistake the girl had made that she had to enter the city in this way.

Su Qingli's entry into the city in this way quickly attracted a lot of people's attention.

Because of the letter she wrote to the Prince of Zhao, she became a well-known figure in the capital. Soon, many people gathered on both sides of the street, including many candidates who were preparing for the imperial examinations.

Originally, they thought that Su Qingli's description of being in danger of losing her life was an exaggeration, but now seeing her covered in blood and with a face as pale as paper, yet still kneeling and kowtowed with every step to apologize to the Prince of Zhao, they all denounced Mo Yuheng.

"Miss Su, you are not at fault. Why do you need to kowtow three times and nine times to apologize?"

"Miss Su, it's Prince Zhao who's at fault. He's ungrateful and heartless!"

Su Qingli fell to the ground, sobbing, but she did not dare to stop and continued to kneel towards the direction of Prince Zhao's mansion.

At Prince Zhao's mansion, the housekeeper hurried into the house.

"Prince...Prince, Prince, no...something's wrong."

"Butler, mind your manners!" King Zhao said with a look of displeasure. "Even if the sky falls, you must remain calm. Take your breath and speak slowly."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, followed the formalities, and then said slowly: "Your Majesty, Prince, there is a big commotion outside."

"Let them make noise outside, why disturb the prince's meal?" Princess Zhao said indifferently.

The butler looked at King Zhao hesitantly. King Zhao put down his chopsticks, rinsed his mouth, and then asked, "Why is there a commotion outside?"

"Because of the prince."

The King of Zhao and his son looked at each other in confusion: "Why?"

"This morning, Su Qingli entered the city from outside the city, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, begging the prince for forgiveness." The housekeeper glanced at Prince Zhao. "Now, many scholars and students have gathered in the city, all denouncing the prince."

"Su Qingli again!" Mo Yuheng was furious. First, he used a letter to the Prince of Zhao to make him an ungrateful and ungrateful person. Now, he did this again. "I'm going to see her!"

"Stop!" King Zhao called out to him, "What are you going to do after you get there?"

"Confront her on the spot, of course."

"Stupid!" Prince Zhao took a deep breath. "When you go there later, be humble and tell her that we in the Prince Zhao Mansion will never cancel the engagement. Return the letter of cancellation to her with sincerity. Let everyone see that you are loyal to Su Qingli and make everyone understand that it was Su Qingli who wanted to cancel the engagement, not you."

Mo Yuheng didn't want to marry Su Qingli, but he also understood that this was the best solution at the moment, so he immediately asked someone to get the letter of withdrawal of engagement and hurried over.