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

"It's the Divine Guards, retreat!"

When the people who surrounded Su Qingli saw the Divine Martial Guards appear here, their expressions changed drastically and they fled in all directions.

The Shenwu Guards were well-trained. They dismounted their horses one by one, their bodies agile and as fast as flying leopards, and they chased the fleeing killers directly.

Su Qingli got up from the ground and saluted quickly: "Thank you for saving me, sir."

Yin Ze was originally ordered to send his daughter to Baiyun Temple for recuperation, but on the way back to the city, he encountered thieves kidnapping a decent girl, so he took action.

"What's your name and why are you here alone?" Out of habit, Yin Ze started talking as if he was interrogating a criminal.

"I am Su Qingli, the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family. I was originally going to Baiyun Temple to hold a ceremony and pray for my late mother. Unexpectedly, I was attacked by criminals on the way. The guards and coachman must have been killed long ago." Su Qingli explained her identity and situation in one sentence.

"Are you Su Qingli?" Yin Ze never expected that he would see Su Qingli so soon, and under such circumstances, "Raise your head."

Su Qingli raised her head, looking embarrassed, but her eyes were determined, without any panic, even though she almost fell into the hands of thieves.

Yin Ze had heard a lot about Su Qingli during this period, from the letter she wrote to the Prince of Zhao, to her three kneelings and nine kowtows that made the Zhao Palace look like a bunch of bullies, and because his brother was reckless and sent people to kidnap Su Qingli, he also specially asked Madam Xiao to come and apologize on his behalf, and owed the Xiao family a favor.

I thought Su Qingli would be a fierce-looking, even somewhat harsh woman, but I never expected that she would have such picturesque features and a fair face. Even when she was wearing plain clothes, she still looked so charming.

But her facial features have not yet fully developed and she still has a childish look. In two years, I'm afraid she will be able to outshine all the other girls.

"Sir?" Su Qingli asked when she saw Yin Ze remained silent, but her expression did not show any impatience.

Yin Ze dismounted and said, "I am Yin Ze."

Su Qingli's mind suddenly flashed back to the day when Madam Xiao came to the house and said that she came to apologize on behalf of General Yin Ze of the Divine Martial Guard. She immediately understood that she was probably making an appointment with this person.

"Qingli thanks the general for saving my life."

"Miss Su, there's no need to thank me. My brother was reckless and offended you. I've punished him. You don't blame me. Yin Ze is very grateful. Today, it was just a small favor. You don't have to take it to heart."

"General, Young Master Yin never offended me. It was my brother who misbehaved and caused him trouble. General, you are so generous and didn't blame me. Qingli is already very grateful. Today, you saved me again. One day, Qingli will repay you with a favor."

Yin Ze thought that his men needed to be reorganized. The information they collected about Su Qingli, except for her name, was all wrong!

Some said she was mean and vicious, even trying to kill her own brother; some said she was arrogant, domineering and disrespectful to her elders, but the woman in front of him knew when to act and how to move, spoke softly, and even though she was in a mess, she was still calm and gentle.

Yin Ze has seen countless people, and he can clearly see what kind of person a person is. Su Qingli is definitely not a mean and vicious person.

"I heard that Su Mubai is seriously ill?"

"He is indeed seriously ill. I hope this illness will wake him up and stop doing evil and causing trouble." Su Qingli followed up on the conversation, not shying away from Yin Ze's test. She was determined to deal with him.

"General, we didn't catch any of them alive. They committed suicide by taking poison."

"Committing suicide by taking poison?" Yin Ze's mind moved slightly. These were death squads. Only aristocratic families would raise death squads. Could these people be sent by Prince Zhao's Mansion?

"It's still thirty miles from here to Baiyun Temple. The road is not safe. Let me give Miss Su a ride."

"Thank you, General."