Her elder sister steals her husband? She marries the God of War and is pampered beyond measure!

Chapter 242 Dirty Water, Throwing a Tantrum

And that was the end of it.

Since Murong Jing wanted someone to investigate, Su Mowan had no need to interfere.

Su Mowan didn't know how she fell asleep later. Although she felt a little cramped in Murong Jing's arms, she slept quite soundly.

When she woke up the next day, Murong Jing was still in bed.

To be precise, beneath her.

Su Mowan pressed herself against Murong Jing.

She gently raised her head and saw that Murong Jing's eyes were closed. She breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put her legs down when Murong Jing suddenly opened his eyes.

"It seems that my suppression is useless."

As he spoke, Murong Jing reached out and grabbed Su Mowan's injured hand, then waved it in front of her. The bandage on the hand had come loose.

Su Mowan smiled awkwardly, only to feel a slight ache in her lower back.

Could it be that I dreamt of climbing Mount Everest again last night? And even tried to climb on Murong Jing's body! No wonder I'm so tired!

Seeing that Murong Jing's expression was not bad, Su Mowan announced in a low voice, "I'll go to the painting pavilion in a while."

Last night, Guan Qingqi asked her to go to Wanhua Tower to find him, but Su Mowan was too busy to go. It was already very late when she returned from Luohua Pavilion, so she decided to wait until she went to Hualou Tower to talk to him.

A look of surprise flashed in Murong Jing's eyes.

This was the first time Su Mowan had told him her whereabouts. Although it was completely unnecessary, His Highness Prince Qin found it very pleasing to hear.

Murong Jing gave a faint "hmm" and added, "Go ahead, you don't need to worry about the rest."

The 'remaining matters' that Murong Jing referred to naturally refers to the series of aftermath caused by Shen Murui's fall off the cliff.

Although Shen Murui was only a concubine's daughter, she was still a member of the Left Prime Minister's household, so even if it was just for show, she had to do it properly.

Murong Jing will take care of these matters.

When Su Mowan left Fenghua Palace, she saw that the guards had not yet returned, and she knew that she would be busy with this matter.

This method certainly eliminated future troubles, but it still required a considerable amount of manpower to put on the show.

Fortunately, these guards are relatively idle. Apart from standing guard at the entrance of Fenghua Palace, they probably don't have much else to do. This gives them a chance to go out and wander around.

If the guards who were climbing up and down the cliff on ropes knew what Su Mowan was thinking at that moment, they would probably slip and fall.

Not long after leaving Fenghua Palace, Su Mowan encountered Shen Muyue, who was dressed in her finest attire, on the way.

It was clear that Shen Muyue's face showed no joy; her chin was flushed red, making her look somewhat frightening.

It seems she was injured by extras last night, but it shouldn't have disfigured her.

Shen Muyue's unfriendly expression towards her never wavered.

Seeing that Su Mowan had obviously come out of Fenghua Palace, Shen Muyue stared at her with wide eyes.

"You must be feeling pretty smug right now, huh? No wonder you were so kind as to send Rui Rui to Huian Temple to get a talisman! Turns out it was all premeditated!"

Su Mowan pretended not to know anything.

She blinked, looking innocent and confused, and said, "Consort Shen, I don't understand what you're saying. What am I plotting? Didn't Madam Shen manage to get the talisman from Huian Temple?"

Shen Muyue was followed only by Caihong, a maid. Su Mowan knew that Caiwei was injured, and seriously so.

She wasn't quite sure why the guards targeted Caiwei but not Caihong.

Although Shen Muyue and Shen Murui don't get along, there's a saying that goes, "You can bully your own family, but it's not okay for others to bully you."

So at this point, Shen Muyue had already placed all the blame on Su Mowan.

Seeing that Su Mowan seemed to know nothing, Shen Muyue simply took a step in front of Su Mowan.

She pressed on, "You think I'll believe you just because you pretend you don't know anything? Rui Rui fell off a cliff last night! Her life is in danger! And you still say it has nothing to do with you?! If you hadn't said you couldn't go, how would Rui Rui have gotten involved in this!"

They called her "Rui Rui" so sweetly, one word at a time.

Those who don't know the situation might actually think that Shen Muyue cares a lot about her half-sister, but what is the reality?

Su Mowan sneered and stepped aside.

She was already taller than Shen Muyue, and by slightly turning her head to look at Shen Muyue, she already had the upper hand in terms of aura.

"Fall off a cliff? That's laughable, Consort Shen. I didn't force you to go. I remember you were more than willing! What, now that something's happened, you want to find a scapegoat? Does that mean I can also suspect you, Consort Shen?"

Shen Muyue, who was standing so close, realized that her aura was completely suppressed and immediately took two steps back.

"You doubt me? What makes you think you can doubt me?! I'm Rui Rui's own sister!"

"So what? This sister isn't that close, is she? If half-sisters are considered close, then Princess Chu is also my sister. Then I can understand and have even more reason to suspect Consort Shen."

Su Mowan paused at just the right moment.

"I've seen this kind of thing many times. Fortunately, I'm not someone who can be easily bullied, so I've survived until now. As for Madam Shen, she's so weak and looks too easy to bully."

Therefore, it is easy to die.

Shen Muyue was so angry at her veiled insults that she gritted her teeth.

She originally wanted to interrogate Su Mowan to see if Su Mowan would show any guilty reaction, but now she saw that Su Mowan was not guilty at all, and Su Mowan was directly and righteously throwing mud at her!

Shen Muyue couldn't stand it!

She immediately raised her voice and said, "Don't talk so confidently! Ever since Rui Rui came into the house, she has won the prince's favor! You're resentful because you've been neglected, aren't you? So you came up with this vicious plan to get rid of us all! Truly, the most poisonous heart is that of a woman!"

"Consort Shen, please don't be in such a hurry."

Su Mowan slowly looked the person up and down, then smiled.

"I'm puzzled. You and Madam Shen were riding in the same carriage, so why did Madam Shen fall off the cliff while you were perfectly fine? Could it be that Consort Shen possesses unparalleled martial arts skills?"

Even so, why didn't you lend a hand to Madam Shen? Didn't you say yourself that they're sisters? Even if it meant risking your own life, you should have saved her, right?

As Su Mowan spoke, her gaze deliberately lingered around Shen Muyue, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Shen Muyue's face turned pale and bluish, speechless with shock.

At this point, how could she possibly say that she had run off to hide first without calling Shen Murui, which led to Shen Murui being chased and falling off a cliff?

Of course we can’t say that!

So Shen Muyue had no choice but to try something else. She snorted and said fiercely, "The prince has already sent people to investigate, and my father will also send people. When the investigation reaches someone, they won't be able to deny it!"

Su Mowan couldn't help but laugh.

If even the Left Prime Minister could find out, then Murong Jing is no pushover.

But Shen Muyue still pinned her hopes on Murong Jing, which made Su Mowan want to call her an idiot.

"Since the prince is investigating this matter, what are you still worried about? Do you think the prince will favor me or something? You're in such a hurry to come here and make a scene. You must have a lot of free time."

After Su Mowan finished speaking, she left without caring that Shen Muyue was so angry she could barely stand.

Once she was out of sight, Shen Muyue pushed away Caihong, who was supporting her, and angrily scolded, "Why are you supporting me! I can walk by myself!"

Her ankle wasn't sprained too badly last night, but she was panicked at the time, which is why it hurt all over. She was able to walk this morning.

So he hurriedly came to Fenghua Palace to request an audience.

Shen Muyue thought that Shen Murui was still her sister, and now that something had happened to her, Murong Jing would see her!

Upon arriving at Fenghua Palace, Shen Muyue was slightly pleased to find that the dozen or so guards who had been standing watch in front of the palace were gone.

The fact that Murong Jing was willing to send his trusted confidants to search for her shows that he still has some affection for Shen Murui!

Thinking of this, Shen Muyue felt extremely regretful.

Just when Murong Jing finally got to look at Shen Murui a few more times, an accident happened!

Where could she find a helper that Murong Jing would approve of in such a short time?

Could it be that we're really going to join forces with that country bumpkin Liu Ruxu?

Shen Muyue was extremely unwilling.

It's true that the area outside Fenghua Palace is empty, but Feng Yue is still there.

Seeing Shen Muyue approaching with Caihong, her steps slightly unnatural, Feng Yue immediately stopped her.

"Consort Shen, have you come to see the Prince about Madam Shen's matter?"

Shen Muyue was usually arrogant, but she was somewhat wary of Commander Feng Yue, Murong Jing's most trusted confidant.

She's learned her lesson.

When Feng Yue asked her this question, she immediately frowned, her face showing distress, and she appeared to be extremely heartbroken.

"Exactly..."

"His Highness has already sent people to search, so please rest assured, Consort Shen, there will definitely be results today. Once the results are out, His Highness will definitely send someone to inform you."

Shen Muyue was about to use this as an excuse to enter Fenghua Palace, but before she could finish speaking, Feng Yue stopped her.

Moreover, Feng Yue had a serious face and seemed unapproachable, and Shen Muyue was no longer as impulsive as she had been when she first entered the manor.

Seeing Feng Yue's expression, she followed up, "Commander Feng doesn't look well. Did you not get any rest last night? I'm sorry to trouble you with Rui Rui's matter, Commander Feng."

Feng Yue thought to himself, there's really no need to thank me. Last night, I just took the brothers out of the manor for a stroll and came back after midnight.

But you can't say this to Consort Shen.

Feng Yue cupped his hands in greeting: "This was all ordered by His Highness. Consort Shen, there's no need for such formalities. His Highness is busy in his study. Please return to the East Courtyard first. We will inform you of any news."

Even though Shen Muyue saw that Feng Yue wouldn't let anyone in, she still wouldn't give up.

She cried out mournfully, "I must see the Prince today! Commander Feng, go in and tell the Prince that I won't leave until I've seen him! Rui Rui has been through such a terrible ordeal, how can I..."

Before Shen Muyue could finish speaking, she braced herself against a pillar in front of Fenghua Hall, clearly because her injured foot was aching from standing for too long.

Caihong stepped forward, wanting to help but not daring to, and could only nervously stand to the side to protect him.

Feng Yue frowned. Since they hadn't left after all this, he would have no choice but to go back and report.

"Then please wait a moment, Consort Shen."

Seeing Feng Yue turn and enter Fenghua Palace, a smug look flashed in Shen Muyue's eyes.

After feeling smug, she turned to Caihong beside her and said, "You brat, don't you have any sense? Hurry up and help me up!"

Caihong felt very wronged after being scolded, but she didn't dare to slow down and quickly reached out to support the person.

Sure enough, a short while later, the sound of a wheelchair turning could be heard.

Shen Muyue's face lit up with joy, but she quickly composed herself, pushed away Caihong who was supporting her, and leaned against the pillar, looking heartbroken.

They looked so pitiful.