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

At night, a loud thunder struck the sky, illuminating the night sky.

The guards in the mansion surrounded the Liuli Pavilion. Aunt Liu and her men broke open the gate of the Liuli Pavilion and rushed in.

Su Qingli was sitting in the room reading a book with a calm expression. When she saw Aunt Liu and her men rushing in, she sat still.

"Madam Liu is becoming increasingly ignorant of the rules. She actually brought a man from outside the family into the boudoir of the eldest daughter."

Aunt Liu looked at Su Qingli with pity and said, "My lady, it's not me who wants to bring people to your boudoir. This is the order of the Prime Minister."

"What does father's order mean?" Su Qingli asked in a cold voice without changing her expression.

"Don't you know what you've done?" Aunt Liu said in a gentle and charming tone, with a hint of gloating. "You pretended to be the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family and conspired with others to overthrow the Prime Minister's family. The Prime Minister now knows about it."

Su Qingli chuckled: "Madam Liu, your story is even more exciting than the storytellers in the teahouse."

Aunt Liu smiled charmingly, "Whether it's a joke or not, you'll know later. Come, arrest this thief who pretends to be the eldest daughter and intends to overthrow the Prime Minister's Mansion, and take him to the main hall!"

Aunt Liu felt quite sympathetic towards Su Qingli. Why did she have to offend the Madam when there were so many people to offend? Behind the Madam was the Ruyang Lu family, who was as huge as a mountain!

Ever since Lu married into the Prime Minister's residence, even though she failed to give birth to a son, the Prime Minister did not dare to mention taking a concubine. Even if it was her, it was the Madam who bought her.

Thinking of this, Aunt Liu felt a little regretful. She thought Su Qingli could last a few more times in the lady's hands, but she didn't expect that it would be over so soon.

When Aunt Liu took the person to the main hall, many people were already waiting there, including the old lady.

Su Qingli was pushed in by the guards and almost fell down. She glanced at the people sitting above and understood what was going on.

"Greetings to the Prime Minister, the old lady, and the lady." Aunt Liu swayed her slender waist. "I have brought the eldest lady here."

"Grandma, father." Su Qingli saluted calmly.

Su Xiang's face was gloomy, and his turbid eyes were full of sharpness. He looked Su Qingli up and down carefully, as if he wanted to find any difference in Su Qingli.

"Do you know this maid?" Su Xiang looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

Su Qingli took a quick look and then looked away: "I know her. She is Cui'er, the third-class maid of Liuli Pavilion, responsible for the cleaning of Liuli Pavilion."

"Does Miss know why she is here?"

"I don't know." Su Qingli looked calm, without any trace of guilt.

"This maid was trying to sneak out of the house, but I caught her and arrested her. Unexpectedly, I found a letter on her." Aunt Liu looked frightened.

"A letter?" Su Qingli glanced at Cui'er, who was half dead. "What letter?"

"A letter that's unfavorable to the Prime Minister's residence." Aunt Liu kept the secret a secret. "Since this maid is from Liuli Pavilion and this matter is of great importance, I reported it to the Prime Minister and his wife."

Su Qingli looked at Prime Minister Su who was sitting in the main seat with a cold expression, and Mrs. Lu who looked compassionate. These two people were really a perfect match, both cruel, vicious and hypocritical.

Then he looked at the old lady. The old lady looked tired, with drooping eyelids, as if she was quite dissatisfied with this farce.

Mrs. Lu glanced at the calm Su Qingli, and a hint of mystery flashed in her eyes: "Prime Minister, why did you call all of us here so late at night? What happened?"

Su Xiang did not answer, but continued to stare at Su Qingli. He really didn't have much affection for his daughter, but that didn't mean outsiders could murder his daughter.

"Prime Minister, please don't be silent, but what trouble has the young lady caused?" Mrs. Lu said gently, "The young lady is young. No matter what she did, the Prime Minister should talk to her in a serious manner. Qingli, why don't you apologize to your father quickly?"

Su Xiang still stared at Su Qingli, but no matter how he looked, he could not see anything wrong. After all, he did not have much feelings for this daughter.

"Prime Minister, the eldest lady is your biological daughter after all. Even if you are angry, you should let her know where she went wrong, right?"

"My biological daughter, that may not be the case." Su Xiang sneered, "Tell me, who are you? Why are you pretending to be my daughter? How is my daughter now?"

"Father, do you know what you are saying?" Su Qingli asked calmly. No one except herself knew that she was not Su Qingli. After all, this body belonged to Su Qingli.

Su Xiang threw a letter at Su Qingli's face, and the corner of the envelope scratched Su Qingli's face.

Su Qingli picked up the letter from the ground, opened it and read it, her expression suddenly clear: "Just based on this letter, my father believes that I am a fake?"

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Lu looked puzzled. She took the letter from Su Qingli's hand, read it carefully, and then widened her eyes in disbelief.

"I was wondering why Qingli had become so different recently. Turns out she's an imposter." Mrs. Lu examined Su Qingli from head to toe. "Aside from her personality changing a lot, her appearance is no different. Could there be someone else in this world who looks so similar?"

"Madam, I heard that there is a face-changing technique in the world that can replace someone else's face with your own face, and no one can tell." Aunt Liu took over the conversation.

"Oh my god, this is horrible." Mrs. Lu grabbed Prime Minister Su's hand, her voice trembling, "Prime Minister, if the Qingli in front of us is someone pretending to be Qingli, then where is the real Qingli?"