Qinggele's face darkened as he looked at Lobsang Gunbu. He casually picked up a kettle from the table and threw it at Lobsang Gunbu, but missed. However, the water from the kettle splashed all over him.

Qinggele looked at Lobsang Gunbu with unprecedented coldness: "Get as far away from me as possible, get out!"

Lobsang Gonbu was shocked by Qinggele's state. He had never seen Qinggele so angry before. She used to get angry often, but it was mostly in a furious way, with her anger written all over her face. Now, Qinggele was so indifferent.

Lobsang Gonbu felt increasingly that he might have really offended Qinggeler, but out of pride as a man, he left anyway.

Watching Lobsang Gonbu's retreating figure without hesitation, Qinggeler smashed another vase and muttered to himself, "All these years I've only ever liked this one person. Hah, if I'd known, I shouldn't have begged Abu to marry Lobsang Gonbu..."

The next day, Qinggel went to see her Abu. Abu did love her, and when he learned that she had been treated this way, he kept saying that he would not marry off his daughter. He only had one daughter, and he would not have agreed to it if his daughter had not insisted on marrying Lobsang Gunbu.

After all, Lobsang Gunbu has many sons, but he is not the eldest son of the legitimate wife, or even the legitimate son. Lobsang Gunbu agreed to the marriage with Qinggeler in order to compete for the position of heir apparent, but now he treats his daughter like this. Such a person is definitely not someone to marry.

Afraid that Qinggele would regret it, Abu said to her, "Have you thought it through? Abu will go and talk to the Prince now. Abu will never let you go back on your word again."

Qinggeler closed his eyes and said, "Abu, I've thought it through. Go and explain it to him!"