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

Su Qingli went straight to the Jiupin Pavilion, and Su Qingyu followed behind, almost jogging to keep up.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Su Qingyu was very dissatisfied. "How can you be so ladylike?"

Su Qingli stood at the door of the Jiupin Pavilion: "Didn't you say you were hungry? We are here, let's go in."

Su Qingyu sneered and said in an unhappy tone: "Big sister, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but how can you be so cruel as to turn a blind eye to someone who needs help."

"If I don't go, my second sister can go. Why don't you go?" Su Qingli didn't indulge her. "Could it be that my second sister only wants the good reputation of saving people, but doesn't want to save people?"

"You..." Su Qingyu choked, her eyes full of hatred. She could have married Prince Zhao and become his consort, but because of Su Qingli, a rift arose between the Prime Minister's Mansion and Prince Zhao's Mansion. Now Prince Zhao ignored her.

Thinking of this, Su Qingyu's expression turned slightly cold. Su Qingli wouldn't think that she could get away with it like this, would she?

The two entered the Jiupin Pavilion, and the waiter came over to greet them: "I greet you two distinguished guests. Do you have a reservation?"

"No." Su Qingli glanced at the crowded lobby, "Is there any room left?"

"I'm really sorry, we have no seats left." The waiter said carefully. Those who can come to their Jiupin Pavilion to eat must be rich or noble, and they cannot afford to offend anyone.

"We've reserved a table on the second floor, in the Autumn Room."

"Please go upstairs, distinguished guest." The waiter hurriedly led the two to the second floor. Su Qingyu walked past Su Qingli and walked in front, while Su Qingli followed slowly behind, feeling extremely wary.

The two walked to the door of the private room, which opened from the inside. The servant who came out to greet them was Mo Yuheng's personal servant Dong Lai.

Su Qingyu walked past Donglai and walked in, her steps a little impatient. When she saw Mo Yuheng, whom she had been looking forward to for a long time, her eyes were full of joy and shyness, and her steps slowed down involuntarily.

Dong Lai's gaze fell on Su Qingli, his eyes full of contempt, but he still suppressed his displeasure and invited Su Qingli in.

Su Qingli stood at the door without moving. She had just broken off her engagement with Prince Zhao, and the whole city knew about it. If people knew that she had a secret meeting with Prince Zhao today, then the letter she wrote to Prince Zhao would be a complete joke.

Su Qingli pondered for a moment and raised her voice: "Sister, I'm afraid you remembered it wrongly. Come out quickly and don't disturb others."

Su Qingyu heard Su Qingli's voice and saw Prince Zhao turned around unhappily. She immediately stamped her feet in anger and said, "That's it. That's right. What are you yelling about? Come in quickly."

Su Qingli was unmoved: "Su Qingyu, don't be silly. You are almost coming of age. How can you have a secret meeting with a man? This will ruin your reputation."

Although the Jiupin Pavilion was packed, the people dining there were all dignitaries and nobles. Su Qingli's voice was particularly clear, and everyone looked towards the second floor, wanting to see which girl was having a secret meeting with a man.

"Su Qingli, what nonsense are you talking about!" Su Qingyu rushed out of the private room in a rage and was about to drag Su Qingli in.

Su Qingli gave way slightly, and Su Qingyu almost fell: "Su Qingli, what do you mean?"

"I promised to treat you to a meal, but I forgot to make a reservation. It was my mistake." Su Qingli's voice was unhurried, like a spring breeze. "But we can't stay alone in a room with a strange man just for a meal. Come back with me."

"Who is alone in a room with a strange man?" Su Qingyu saw that everyone was looking at her and was a little angry for a moment, "It's an old friend!"

"Sister, I'm afraid your old friend has ulterior motives." Su Qingli spoke at a moderate pace, neither too fast nor too slow, and in a voice that was just loud enough for those around her to hear clearly, "You don't even know the difference between men and women."