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

Chapter 227 Punished as a government prostitute and sent to the northern frontier

Consort Shen was taken aback.

She felt a pang of guilt under her son's gaze.

She knew exactly what Consort Xiao was thinking; she simply wanted to secure the position for the Prince of Chu.

The problem is, her Xuan'er usually only knows how to drink and frequent brothels, when did he become so insightful?

Murong Xuan saw through his mother's thoughts and gave a mocking smile.

"Mother, do you think I know nothing? I just didn't want to say it! I've known about Consort Xiao's thoughts for years! To be honest, with the Xiao family's strength, they are simply not enough to shake the Empress's position! Not to mention the Crown Prince's gentle and respectful manners, even the power held by the Prince of Qin is something the Xiao family could never catch up to in several generations!"

Murong Jing has a million soldiers under his command, but what does the Xiao family have?

It's like throwing an egg against a rock; defeat is inevitable.

If Murong Xuan could see it, Consort Shen certainly could too. She knew that Consort Xiao's chances of success were slim, so she wanted to wait for the two sides to fight to the death, depleting the Crown Prince's forces, so that she could take advantage of the situation!

Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight; when fish and clams contend, the fisherman profits!

Thinking of this, Consort Shen's expression softened.

"Since you already know, your mother won't beat around the bush with you. We have your uncle and Mu Yan's maternal grandfather, so we're no less powerful than Consort Xiao. Once they've finished fighting each other..."

Murong Xuan shook his head and smiled, saying with disappointment, "Mother, my uncle is just a civil official. Although he has risen to the rank of prime minister, what power does he have? Does he rely on just a few secret guards? Besides, Shen Muyan's maternal grandfather is getting old and is stationed in Taizhou. If he is not careful, he could be accused of treason by those with ulterior motives!"

Taizhou is located at the border between Yanxue Kingdom and Yunmo Kingdom, and is an important city in Yunmo.

Shen Muyan's maternal grandfather, the Marquis of Annan, had been stationed in Taizhou for more than twenty years.

Consort Shen's face darkened as her son's words repeatedly accused her of being unrealistic.

“Xuan’er, if you could see the situation clearly, you would understand that our only chance of survival now is to fight. Otherwise, we’ll have to wait until your father passes away…”

“Mother, please be careful with your words! Regardless of your relationship with the Empress, my relationship with my third brother is quite good. You are probably aware of his character. If we behave ourselves, we can still have a good life. But if we dare to have any other ideas, you should know the consequences if my third brother finds out!”

"You... Third Brother, Third Brother! You call him Third Brother, but has Murong Jing ever treated you as his younger brother?"

Consort Shen spoke with great emotion, and the pearl hairpins on her head swayed incessantly.

The Prince of Jin had never seen his mother like this before.

A shadow crossed his eyes, and he lowered his head, letting out a barely audible sigh.

Finally, he composed himself and said, "Mother, if you insist, why not have another son? I cannot do that."

"You brat!"

Consort Shen was so angry she almost fainted.

Although the Prince of Jin's words were tinged with spite, they were indeed somewhat inappropriate.

Seeing Consort Shen so angry that she kept pressing her forehead, he couldn't bear it any longer: "Mother, please calm down. Although what I said may not be pleasant to hear, it makes sense. Please think it over again. I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, Murong Xuan turned and walked out of the hall.

Consort Shen immediately shouted, "Stop!"

"Is there anything else, Mother?"

Why didn't you ask me about that dancer?

Consort Shen was already prepared; her son might cause a huge scene.

Murong Xuan didn't even turn his head: "I know what's going on without even asking. If you continue to obstruct me, I have nothing more to say."

"Are you still going to remain stubbornly deluded?"

Consort Shen was so provoked by her son's stubborn attitude that she felt dizzy and lightheaded again.

Murong Xuan finally turned around.

"Mother, what do you mean by being stubbornly unrepentant? Were you also stubbornly unrepentant when you married Father?"

Prince Jin knew that his mother truly loved his father, so he dared to ask such a question at this moment.

It was clearly very effective, and Consort Shen was at a loss for how to retaliate.

Just as Murong Xuan turned to leave again, Consort Shen finally came to her senses and weakly cried out, "My mother is of a similar status to your father, the Emperor. That courtesan—"

Before she could finish speaking, Murong Xuan had already stepped out of the hall and left without looking back.

The palace maids, huddled outside the hall, looked at each other, none daring to go in and invite bad luck. They pushed and shoved each other, crowding together at the hall entrance.

A low shout came from inside: "Why aren't you coming in! Are they all dead?!"

Several palace maids hurriedly responded and rushed into the hall. Some tidied up, some brought water, and the rest helped Consort Shen remove the hairpins from her head.

The atmosphere inside the hall was extremely somber.

Their mistress had just had a disagreement with Prince Jin, and the servants were constantly on edge, afraid that they might accidentally displease their mistress.

After the palace maid brought water and she washed her face, Consort Shen beckoned the head palace maid to her side and whispered, "Go and send a message to the Left Prime Minister's residence, saying that the plan is temporarily put on hold and that the Left Prime Minister should not act rashly."

"Yes."

The head palace maid acknowledged and withdrew.

-

Su Mowan sent Qingcheng to the Wanhua Pavilion.

Instead of entering through the main gate, they directly took Qingcheng's arm and leaped from horseback to the third floor of Wanhua Tower.

There was a platform on the third floor, and the two of them landed on it. Then they went down from the third floor to the second floor.

Just as I was turning the corner on the second floor, I almost bumped into someone.

After both sides stopped and saw each other clearly, the person on the other side exclaimed in surprise, "Girl, you're finally back!"

It was Luo'er, the girl who served by Qingcheng's side.

After she exclaimed in surprise, she was startled again and quickly covered her mouth.

Seeing that no one was around, he approached and pulled Qingcheng aside to whisper, "Miss, weren't you in the Imperial Prison? How did you get out?"

As Luo'er spoke, her gaze swept towards Su Mowan.

Su Mowan was dressed in men's clothing at this time, and Luo'er had seen her several times before.

The meaning behind that gaze was simply: Did this young master rescue the young lady?

Qingcheng followed her gaze to Su Mowan, her eyes overflowing with genuine gratitude. She said softly, "Let's go back inside first, people will be coming up soon."

"Alright, alright, young lady, slow down, I'll help you!"

Luo'er held Qingcheng's arms tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, Qingcheng would disappear again.

It's clear they were extremely worried.

Su Mowan followed behind and entered Qingcheng's room.

Luo'er was already used to it.

At this moment, Su Mowan was, in her eyes, the savior of the city, so she went out of her way to brew a pot of tea.

Before anyone had even settled down, Su Mowan sniffed.

"Biluochun tea?"

Luo'er blushed: "It's Biluochun tea, please don't mind, Young Master Su."

Su Mowan's expression became slightly unnatural; she was unsure about the name "Biluochun"...

allergy!

Last time, Murong Jing drank Biluochun tea and then felt terrible.

She knew this was Luo'er's intention, and took the tea that Luo'er handed her.

Biluochun is a famous tea, and it's not cheap at all.

It's clear that Luo'er has gone all out.

This is the person who truly cares for Qingcheng. Just by looking at Xiaoxiao from Qingchengfang, you can tell she's not someone you can confide in.

Su Mowan sighed silently in her heart. Anyway, Qingcheng didn't want to enter the palace, so she would find an opportunity to persuade her to go to Qingcheng Lane less often in the future.

She hoped that Qingcheng could do something else.

But she didn't mean to look down on Qingcheng.

She had witnessed Qingcheng's diligent practice of dance skills, unlike the girls in brothels who made a living by entertaining customers.

She earns her money through her dancing skills; it's a clean business.

Su Mowan was worried that a place like Wanhualou, known for its debauchery and extravagance, was unsafe.

As I thought about it, I felt a little cold.

Yinshuang was still waiting outside Wanhua Tower. Su Mowan finished her cup of tea, then got up to say goodbye, telling Qingcheng to get some rest before leaving.

Su Mowan walked directly out of the window, then climbed over the wall of the backyard of Wanhua Tower. Seeing Yinshuang waiting not far away, she quickly went over.

"Let's go, it's getting late."

Yinshuang assumed that Su was in a hurry to go back because she wanted to ask about the progress of Murong Jing's case, so she said, "Consort Su, the case has been reopened. The dancer from Qingchengfang has been punished and sent to the northern frontier as a government prostitute."

Su Mowan paused in her steps.

"anything else?"

“Of course there is a mastermind, but… as you know, that person in the palace is not easy to offend.”

Su Mowan nodded, understanding. This meant that Consort Shen was still at large.

She was rather curious that Yinshuang knew these things.

Seeing her raise her eyebrows, Yinshuang knew what she was thinking. She smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know all this. That's all I'm good for."

Su Mowan finally knew what Yinshuang used to do; she probably collected intelligence for Murong Jing.

Yinshuang remembered that there was something important she hadn't had time to say, so she chased after Su Mowan and whispered, "This morning, Miss Shen came to see you, but because the Seventh Princess was there, she asked me to tell you that Consort Shen had decided to take her to Huian Temple to pray for blessings tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

Shen Muyue is really impatient, choosing such an early date.

She spent the whole day worrying about Qingcheng, running around to many places and exhausting her inner strength. She doesn't know if she'll be in good shape tomorrow.

Good thing...

Su Mowan reached into her bosom and found a small porcelain bottle.

She took out the porcelain bottle, shook it in her hand, and thought, if all else fails, she'll use the broken pills Lu Yifeng gave her! She didn't know how effective they would be.

Upon returning to the Prince of Qin's residence, Su Mowan and Yinshuang did not take the usual route, but instead used their lightness skills to go directly from the rooftop to Huangfeng Garden.

Although we didn't pass by Fenghua Palace, we could see its lights were still on from afar.

Su Mowan paused.

She told Yinshuang to go back and prepare hot water, saying she would take a bath later.

Yinshuang knew she was going to Fenghua Palace, nodded in agreement, and returned to Huangfeng Garden alone.

In fact, Su Mowan could have handled the prisoner rescue by herself, but Murong Jing sent Feng Yue and his group to accompany her.

To be honest, Su Mowan was somewhat touched.

Murong Jing sent his men to follow her and cause trouble, and he didn't care how she dealt with Li Junmo.

To put it bluntly, it's called indulgence; to put it nicely, it's because we're afraid she might get too emotional and cause something bad if she goes alone.

Murong Jing wasn't good at saying nice things, but Su Mowan felt that what Murong Jing did made her feel better than hearing sweet words.

Without further hesitation, they entered the brightly lit Fenghua Palace.

She was originally heading towards the study, but a maid stopped her and said that the prince was in his bedroom, so Su Mowan changed direction and headed towards the bedroom.

Two maids stood at the door of the bedroom.

Upon seeing her arrive, they all bowed, their expressions somewhat strange and unsettling.

The door was ajar, and without thinking, she pushed it open and went inside.

After she went inside, the two maids outside each grabbed half of the door and quickly closed it.