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Chapter 454

Chapter 454

Yuan Qingling left the main hall, ordered someone to bring a small chair, and sat in front of Concubine Su.

She stared at Concubine Su for a long time. Concubine Su kept lowering her head, but was finally stared at by Yuan Qingling. She then said calmly: "Princess, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Yuan Qing Ling said: "I heard from Concubine De that you think you are beautiful?"

Su Bin glanced at her provocatively, "I think I'm more beautiful than the princess."

"Do you know why your father doesn't favor you?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Su Concubine smiled coldly, "This matter has nothing to do with the princess, and the princess is not qualified to ask such questions. The princess should go run for the King of Chu. However, if you are frivolous with the concubines in the harem, I am afraid that running will be useless."

"Do you think that my father is so confused? Even I can tell who is real and who is fake. How can my father not know?" Yuan Qingling smiled and tried to control his paws without slapping him.

"If the princess is so determined, she shouldn't come here. She just needs to wait with peace of mind."

"I came here because I can't let Lao Wu stay in the darkroom." Yuan Qingling smiled again, leaned over and looked at her, "At the same time, I will cut off your way of survival."

Su Bin was startled, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Qingling sighed, "I actually don't want to do this, but I have no choice."

She reached out and pulled off Concubine Su's hairpin and pricked it on her arm, blood immediately spilled out.

Su Bin looked at her in shock, "Are you crazy?"

Aunt Xi walked in quickly, "Princess, why are you doing this?"

Yuan Qingling stood up and said unsteadily: "I ordered someone to report to my father, saying that Concubine Su first insulted me and then hurt me with a hairpin."

Su Bin stood up in shock, "You...you slandered me? I didn't insult you, let alone hurt you."

Yuan Qingling sneered, "Lao Wu didn't look down on you, let alone kill anyone. Do you think the Eighth Prince can't wake up? He saw you and Wu Shuhua together with his own eyes. Whether he confessed or was accused, you can figure it out for yourself."

After she finished speaking, she fell directly into Aunt Xi's arms, winked at Aunt Xi, and said, "Send me to the Supreme Emperor."

Aunt Xi smiled. The princess actually didn't want to alarm the Supreme Emperor.

She really felt sorry for the prince. Thirty slabs plus thirty slabs, it was a full sixty slabs. One slab after another, they all hit her heart.

Concubine De was dumbfounded. How could she be like this?

Yuan Qingling said to Concubine De: "There is no need to report to the emperor, someone will naturally report to the emperor."

Concubine De understood and ordered others to help Yuan Qing Ling out.

The imperial guards outside the door saw Yuan Qingling's arm bleeding and almost fainting. They couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Princess, what's going on?"

Aunt Xi said coldly: "Concubine Su is crazy. She dared to insult the princess and even stabbed the princess with a hairpin."

Yuan Qingling was helped onto the shoulder carriage and sent to the palace of the Supreme Emperor.

When Eunuch Chang saw Yuan Qingling being brought here injured and still crying, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What's going on? Oh my God, there's so much blood? Why haven't you called the imperial doctor yet? What are you doing standing around?"

The Supreme Emperor glanced indifferently and said, "Come on, why are you so nervous? She is a doctor herself, and this little injury can't kill anyone. Just let her sit down and ask Aunt Xi to bandage her wound."

The Supreme Emperor then ordered: "Go and inform the Emperor. He said that the Princess was crying so hard that she wanted to see the Prince. She even had a fetal movement, so she asked Dr. Cao to stand here. The Emperor sent someone to ask. Just say yes to whatever you ask."

"

After all, it was the Supreme Emperor who understood her best.

Yuan Qingling smiled sheepishly, unable to pretend to cry like she was dying.

However, my father would not come to ask in person anyway.


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