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

In the Qingshan Temple, Concubine Zhao looked at Mo Yunting in front of her with a cold expression and a tough tone, and was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"Please ask the Concubine Dowager to return to the palace." Mo Yunting repeated with an expressionless face.

"When will it be your turn to make the decision on what I do?"

Concubine Zhao was filled with hatred. She had said at the beginning that this monster must not be kept. She thought that at his age, he would never come back after going to the battlefield. She never expected that he would not only come back alive, but also make great military achievements!

Mo Yunting didn't waste any time and immediately asked two maids to put Concubine Zhao on the carriage.

Concubine Zhao was furious, but helpless.

"Let me go. I can walk on my own!" Concubine Zhao shook off the nanny and angrily boarded the carriage. "Mo Yunting, I am your elder after all. Have you ever thought about the consequences of treating me like this?"

"I am doing this for the good of the Concubine Dowager." Mo Yunting looked calm. He had long since learned to treat everything around him with indifference.

Not accepted by anyone, not loved by anyone, without expectations and without desires, so he becomes the most useful sword in the emperor's hands.

Thinking of this, Mo Yunting subconsciously looked in the direction of Su Qingli, but he looked away after just a glance. He didn't need to take Su Qingli's words seriously. She only said those nice words because she wanted something from him.

Concubine Zhao gritted her teeth and looked back in the direction of Old Madam Su before leaving. She could not do anything to Mo Yunting, but she could kill the young girl of the Su family at any time. Since she didn't want the face she was given, don't blame her for being ruthless.

Su Qingli watched the group go away, then slid down to sit on the ground against the pillar. She really didn't have the strength to hold on any longer.

The maid hurried forward to help the person back to the room, apply medicine, and change clothes.

"How dare you be so bold?" The old lady never expected that Su Qingli would dare to trick Princess Zhao!

"Grandma, what do you think of Prince Zhao's Mansion?" Su Qingli adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable. She had only been here three days, but the dangers she had experienced in these three days were more than what she had experienced in her entire life.

The old lady was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "What happens in Prince Zhao's Mansion has nothing to do with us."

"Grandmother, Mrs. Lu has always wanted to marry my second sister to the Crown Prince of Zhao, and my father has close ties with the Zhao Palace. Is it really possible that there is no connection?"

The old lady stared at Su Qingli for a long time, as if her granddaughter had grown up overnight, and her maturity made her feel a little unfamiliar.

"Grandma, keeping a distance from Prince Zhao's Mansion will benefit the Prime Minister's Mansion." Su Qingli reminded the old lady that Prince Zhao's Mansion was a place where people were eaten without leaving any bones. If the mother and daughter of the Lu family wanted to seek death, they could go ahead. She didn't want to sacrifice herself.

"We in the backyard don't care about what happens in the front yard," the old lady replied tactfully. "Now that you've completely broken off relations with Prince Zhao's Mansion, I'm afraid you'll be subjected to all kinds of difficulties from them in the future."

"It's okay. I've been mentally prepared since I wrote that farewell letter." Su Qingli was in a bad condition. In order to win everyone's sympathy, she took medicine. Now the effect of the medicine has worn off. She felt very tired and fell asleep while talking.

The old lady looked at the sleeping Su Qingli, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Her eldest granddaughter had always been raised by her side and had an exceptionally docile temperament, but what she had done recently was very different from her usual style.

The old lady quietly lifted Su Qingli's clothes, and only felt relieved when she saw the birthmark on Su Qingli's shoulder. But when she thought of the War King Mo Yunting, her heart was in suspense again.

"You only know that Prince Zhao's Mansion is a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones, but you don't know that Prince Zhan's Mansion is a sea of ​​fire and hell." The old lady sighed silently. Mo Yunting is a prince who is not blessed by God. If Su Qingli has anything to do with him, her life will only become more difficult.