He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

In the end, he took responsibility for it.

As a result, the incident was spread through the media, and people realized that the previous speculations were not unfounded; it was indeed them who did it.

Of course, some rational people believe that this was orchestrated by Zhang Beixing himself, and Shui Qingli supports it.

But now, they must align their narrative with the official line.

Of course, some people believe that this was definitely Tom Twelve's idea.

It's impossible that he was completely unaware of the situation, yet he shifted all the blame onto his nephew.

But in any case, this matter has finally given the people of Lin Kingdom an explanation.

In the afternoon, the negotiations officially began.

Shui Qingli put forward only one condition: the system of marriage alliances must be abolished.

Tom Twelve had anticipated this, and had no choice but to nod in agreement.

He said, "Since the Water Kingdom Queen already has a boyfriend, I naturally cannot force her. My nephew and I will set off for our country tonight."

Shui Qingli naturally pretended to try to persuade him to stay: "Let's have a proper chat when we have time later. We still have many matters to attend to back home."

Just as Tom Twelve was about to step out of the room, he suddenly remembered his niece's situation and turned to ask Shui Qingli, "How should this matter be resolved?"

He thought to himself that since Chi Zi had already admitted to the shooting, Shui Qingli should also give him an explanation in this matter.

"You'd have to ask Zhang Beixing about that. Besides, Zhang Beixing may have had dealings with quite a few people in the past, but I'm not going to hold it against him anymore," Shui Qingli said casually.

These words greatly displeased Tom Twelve: "Lord of the Water Kingdom, one cannot be so heartless."

Shui Qingli looked completely innocent: "Tom Twelve, what makes you say that? What does this have to do with being a good person?"

“My niece said she has never had any connection with Zhang Beixing and doesn’t know him. She doesn’t understand why Zhang Beixing would slander her like this,” Tom Twelve said angrily.

"What? You mean this whole thing is completely fabricated?" Shui Qingli pretended to suddenly realize something.

Seeing her expression, Tom Twelve thought to himself with a sneer: This woman is really good at acting!

“I believe my niece wouldn’t lie,” Tom Twelve said firmly.

"I really don't know the specifics of what happened. But if it's not true, why would Zhang Beixing ruin his reputation?" Shui Qingli pretended to think.

"Therefore, we still hope that the Water Kingdom Lord can step forward and help us solve this problem," Tom Twelve pleaded.

Shui Qingli, however, said, "There's no way to resolve this. If Zhang Beixing hadn't done it, he wouldn't have said it; since he said it, it proves he has a clear conscience."

Tom Twelve stormed off in a huff, leaving with a parting remark: "Water King, don't get too cocky. You have to consider the consequences of your actions. If you keep spoiling your boyfriend like this, something bad will happen sooner or later."

Shui Qingli ignored his threats and went to the hospital to visit Zhang Beixing, telling him everything that had just happened.

Zhang Beixing laughed heartily after hearing this: "Actually, I didn't want to ruin that girl's reputation either, but what can I do when her uncle is so infuriating?"

Shui Qingli also warned, "Lin Kingdom might be in trouble now. Hua Kingdom will definitely not let them off the hook."

"It's alright, let them use whatever tricks they have," Zhang Beixing said nonchalantly.

But then he became worried: "Am I going to become a sinner for all time? If something happens to Lin Kingdom because of me, the people of Lin Kingdom will definitely hate me."

Shui Qingli comforted her, "You don't need to worry about that at all. The final decision was made by me, and I made this decision after careful consideration. I have confidence in our country's strength."

After returning to his room, Tom Twelve kept smoking to mask his inner gloom.

Just then, the princess called again. Tom Twelve relayed Shui Qingli's exact words to her.

The princess was furious and cursed loudly, saying she would handle the matter herself.

Tom Twelve knew in his heart that if he admitted that he was the one who did it, Zhang Beixing might also admit that he had deliberately framed him.

But he couldn't bring himself to admit it. He had already admitted to things he shouldn't have done, but he couldn't admit to things he had done.

Tom Thirteen realized this too and quickly asked, "Uncle, you don't mean you want me to take on this as well, do you?"

"Don't be nervous, let the princess handle this herself. Let her do whatever she wants, I'm too tired to care." Tom Twelve indicated that he wanted to rest for a while, and then they were about to board their private jet and leave.

Tom Thirteen's expression was very complicated, a mixture of disappointment and secret joy.

The disappointment is that Shui Qingli is just too beautiful. How wonderful it would be to meet her boyfriend in person, even if it meant being looked down upon. Unfortunately, he's already taken.

He was secretly delighted to see his uncle's humiliated state; it made him incredibly happy. The other man clearly didn't take him seriously, and he was now enjoying watching him make a fool of himself.

Although they returned home looking disheveled, it was ultimately their uncle who lost face.

Just like with the shooting incident, the people in the Flower Kingdom surely know that it was all Uncle's doing. They're just scapegoats.

That night, they left on a private plane. Zheng Yude, who had already received the news, even held a farewell ceremony at the airport.

Zheng Yude even acted as if he was reluctant to part, as if they were really good friends saying goodbye.

After the private jet took off and disappeared into the sky, Zheng Yude immediately called Shui Qingli and reported the relevant situation to her in detail.

Upon hearing this, Shui Qingli finally felt relieved. In any case, the storm had temporarily subsided. Of course, she knew that more troubles would surely follow, but that was a matter for the future; she wouldn't think about it now.

Meanwhile, the true protagonist of this scandalous affair—Princess Mary of the Flower Kingdom—is currently burning with rage and plans to hire an assassin to eliminate Zhang Beixing. Learning that Zhang Beixing is hospitalized, she sees this as the perfect opportunity and begins meticulously planning her attack.

Even if something really happened and people suspected her, she didn't care, as long as she could vent her anger. Of course, in most people's eyes, it was probably Tom Twelve who did it, since he had done nothing about it, and it was reasonable to put the blame on him. Mary was in her early twenties, plain-looking, but of extremely noble birth. In the Flower Kingdom, she was the object of many nobles' clamor. Many people introduced their sons to her, but she always looked down on them.

She has a cold and aloof personality, and after this incident, many people actually believed it to be true, thinking she had really fallen in love with a foreign man. How could those nobles and royalty possibly accept this?
The assassin Mary hired came from a renowned assassin organization in the Flower Kingdom. It was said that they had never failed a mission.

Shui Qingli visited Zhang Beixing at the hospital again. This time, she personally cooked soup and fed it to Zhang Beixing spoonful by spoonful. At the same time, she sent away all the accompanying people, leaving only the two of them in the ward.

After taking a few sips of soup, Zhang Beixing suddenly asked, "What do you know about Princess Mary of the Flower Kingdom?"

Shui Qingli shook her head; she didn't know the other person at all.

"What? Are you worried she'll retaliate against you?"

“That’s right, I think she will definitely send someone to assassinate me. So, you have to send someone to protect me.” Zhang Beixing was injured and had difficulty moving around. If he really encountered an assassin, he wouldn’t be able to handle it.

"Don't worry, there's a skilled person among your staff," Shui Qingli reassured her.

But Zhang Beixing felt that one expert wasn't enough; if the assassins who came were particularly strong, it would be dangerous. He insisted that Shui Qingli send more people to protect him.

“Okay, don’t worry, there’s absolutely no problem. After all, you’ve gotten yourself into this situation because of our Lin Kingdom, how could I possibly abandon you?” Shui Qingli immediately began arranging manpower, and then prepared to continue feeding Zhang Beixing.

But Zhang Beixing said, "I actually hope that princess will make a move against me, so that we can have something on them again."

"Yes, but you'll have to suffer again this time," Shui Qingli said with concern. She indicated that she would stay at the hospital with Zhang Beixing tonight, just like last time.

Zhang Beixing quickly refused: "No, I already said there might be assassins coming. It's too dangerous for you to stay here."

Shui Qingli retorted, "What makes you so sure?"

Zhang Beixing said he didn't know why, but he had a strong premonition.

Shui Qingli joked, "I think you just don't want me to stay here."

Zhang Beixing didn't reply. Seeing this, Shui Qingli had no choice but to say, "Alright, alright, I won't stay here tonight."

After a while, a dozen special forces soldiers arrived and stood guard outside Zhang Beixing's ward. They were on high alert, ensuring that not even a fly could get in without permission. Only then did Zhang Beixing breathe a sigh of relief.

The key point is that these special forces soldiers, like Zhao Wuji, are utterly loyal to the emperor. Shui Qingli instructed them to treat Zhang Beixing as she would treat herself, and they all obeyed without question.

Although Shui Qingli was reluctant to leave, Zhang Beixing urged her to leave quickly and not get in the way.

After Shui Qingli left, Zhang Beixing wanted to test whether these special forces soldiers were truly loyal to him. So, he ordered one of them to massage his feet.

Without hesitation, the special forces soldier immediately knelt down and began massaging Zhang Beixing's feet, just like a servant attending to an emperor.

Zhang Beixing then asked, "Among you, could any of you have been bribed?"

The special forces soldier replied firmly, "Absolutely not! We are resolute and will not be tempted by any benefits."

“Okay, I hope you’re not lying to me,” Zhang Beixing continued. “If the assassin really comes, he’ll likely disguise himself as a nurse or a doctor. So, you must be careful.”

The special forces soldier said, "That's easy. Just have the king give the order. No one is allowed to enter this room except for the designated doctor and nurses."

Zhang Beixing thought the idea was good and immediately called Shui Qingli, asking her to make arrangements as soon as possible.

"You're right, I'll take care of it right away." After hanging up the phone, Shui Qingli immediately called the hospital and instructed that only one doctor and one nurse could enter Zhang Beixing's ward, and no one else was allowed to enter.

With everything arranged, Zhang Beixing could finally focus on recovering from his injury.

The special forces soldiers, on the other hand, operated on a rotating shift system. Some were responsible for night shifts, while others were allowed to sleep peacefully.

At midnight, the assassin sent by the Flower Kingdom finally succeeded in infiltrating the hospital. He had already found out which ward Zhang Beixing was in, and to avoid suspicion, he carefully disguised himself as a nurse.

Although the assassin was a man, he was extremely thin, and his face was unusually pale. Wearing a nurse's uniform, he did indeed resemble a nurse from a distance. He always walked silently with his head down, trying his best not to attract attention.

Zhang Beixing had made prior arrangements, instructing the special forces soldiers not to guard the ward door. He planned to catch the assassin in the act, so he had the soldiers lie in wait. Ultimately, several special forces soldiers decided to rest under the bed.

Zhang Beixing once asked them, "This is just my guess, do you really listen to me like this?"

The special forces soldiers replied, "Whatever you arrange is just as the king arranges. We will obey whatever you say. We will not even flinch if it means our death."

Zhang Beixing thought to himself that Shui Qingli was truly lucky to have such a loyal and reliable team.

As the assassin tiptoed into the ward, a special forces soldier was immediately jolted awake. His long-developed professional instincts allowed him to wake instantly at the slightest sound. He quickly nudged his colleagues nearby.

Soon, Zhang Beixing also noticed the commotion and opened his eyes. But he knew the special forces had already taken action, so he didn't rush to get up.

Finally, a person who looked like a nurse opened the door to the ward. Zhang Beixing slightly opened his eyes. Although the room was dark, the moonlight outside was exceptionally bright, shining directly on the person's face.

Zhang Beixing thought to himself that his guess was right. Not only did the other party come, but they were also dressed as a nurse.

The assassin thought Zhang Beixing was asleep, so he immediately pulled out a dagger, preparing to stab Zhang Beixing.

Just then, he suddenly felt a hand grab his leg. He was startled and before he could react, another special forces soldier kicked him aside, and his body slammed heavily against the door.

Zhang Beixing immediately widened his eyes and said with a smile, "Which unit are you from? Did you come to the wrong room?" As he spoke, he turned on the bedside lamp.

The assassin then realized that his opponent was already prepared. Several special forces soldiers quickly got up from under the bed and surrounded the assassin.

Zhang Beixing sneered and said, "You are not a qualified assassin. You acted rashly without even understanding the situation. You are too reckless."

These words were undoubtedly a great insult to the assassin. He was usually invincible in carrying out missions, but today he had unexpectedly stumbled.

The assassin, enraged, began to hurl insults at them. He thought to himself, "So what if I fail? I'm going to fight them to the death today!" (End of Chapter)