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

Chapter 202 After the Autumn Hunt

The wound on Su Ruofeng's arm was caused by a sharp weapon, either a knife or a sword. Judging from the size of the wound and the tear in his clothes, it was almost certain to be a sword.

Su Ruofeng's expression wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either.

Su Mowan said this with concern, and ran up to him to touch his arm. Su Ruofeng quickly turned his body to let her pass.

"Hey, hey, don't move! It's not a serious injury, we can take care of it when we get back!"

Su Mowan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he could still smile.

What place did you get?

Su Ruofeng's eyes widened in surprise: "How did you know I won a prize?"

"It goes without saying."

Su Mowan rolled her eyes at him.

"If you hadn't won a prize, I don't know how sour your face would have been."

Su Ruofeng held his injured arm and gasped for breath.

He said proudly, "Although I didn't get the top score, I got second place."

"second?"

Su Mowan was somewhat surprised.

I thought Su Ruofeng would at most rank third, how did she actually get second place?

"Who was the top scholar?"

Hearing her ask that, Su Ruofeng's joyful expression vanished.

He curled his lip: "Shangguan Qingqi, I guess. What if we run into him again—"

"Alright, if you're not as skilled as others, stop talking nonsense. Instead of boasting, go back and hone your skills."

Su Mobai rarely reprimands people.

He pulled a bottle of wound medicine from his pocket and tossed it in front of Su Ruofeng: "Take care of your own wounds."

After saying that, he ignored everyone else.

He walked straight to the table, where the Gentleman's Sword was placed.

As if afraid that Su Ruofeng might not have cleaned it properly, he drew the sword from its sheath, and only after seeing that the blade was clean and free of bloodstains did he put the sword back into its sheath.

Su Ruofeng took the wound medicine, but instead of using it himself, he handed it to Su Mowan, the meaning of which was self-evident.

This was a natural expression of intimacy, and Su Mowan didn't think anything of it, but the two people in the tent felt a little uncomfortable.

One is the cunning Su, and the other is His Highness Prince Qin.

Su Mobai was naturally jealous. Su Ruofeng and Su Mowan had such a good relationship; even he, her own brother, hadn't been able to get Su Mowan this close.

His Highness the King of Qin was very uncomfortable.

Especially after learning that Su Mowan and Su Ruofeng were not related by blood, Su Ruofeng's identity had changed from 'her brother' to 'his wild man'.

How could she be so intimate with another man?

Su Mowan was completely unaware.

She put the grilled fish she was holding on the table, uncorked the bottle of wound medicine, and was about to apply the medicine to Su Ruofeng.

Murong Jing gave Yinshuang, who was standing to the side, a look.

Yinshuang understood and immediately stepped forward to take the medicine bottle from Su Mowan's hand: "Consort Su, let me do it!"

Su Mobai gave Murong Jing an approving look that said "you're teachable," while Murong Jing returned the look with a disdainful "coward."

In fact, both of them knew what the other was thinking, but Murong Jing was the husband, so he had a legitimate reason to be jealous. Su Mobai, on the other hand, couldn't be jealous because they were siblings.

Therefore, we can only rely on Murong Jing.

Su Mowan, completely unaware of the danger, readily handed the bottle to Yinshuang.

Turning around, she met Murong Jing's gaze. Su Mowan smiled at him and then pointed her chin towards the grilled fish.

Murong Jing's gaze followed.

When he saw the outermost few large leaves, he frowned slightly, as if he was somewhat disgusted.

But after his nose twitched, his furrowed brows immediately relaxed. Given the large number of people present, Murong Jing didn't immediately move over.

He doesn't move, but that doesn't mean others can't notice.

Su Ruofeng sniffed.

He asked with some confusion, "Brother, why does this wound medicine taste so strange? It seems different from the one I used before!"

Su Mobai was about to laugh.

Su Mowan spoke first: "All wound medicines taste the same, how can they be any different?"

Su Ruofeng sniffed again and insisted, "It's different, I'm sure it's different! Why does it smell like... grilled fish?"

"..."

Su Mowan coughed, covering her mouth, and turned her back.

I'm truly impressed. Second Brother's brain is really limited. How could wound medicine possibly taste like grilled fish? I guess only Su Ruofeng would say something like that.

Su Mobai smiled with his thin lips pursed, looking at Su Ruofeng as if he were looking at a three-year-old child.

Su Ruofeng quit.

He glared at me, indignantly saying, "Why are you looking at me like that? I can definitely smell the grilled fish!"

Su Mowan couldn't hold it in any longer.

She turned around.

"Second brother, that definitely smells like grilled fish, but this grilled fish has absolutely nothing to do with the Golden Wound Medicine!"

As she spoke, she pointed to the grilled fish wrapped on the table.

Su Ruofeng looked at it, his eyes lit up, and he almost drooled. He urged Yinshuang to bandage him up quickly.

Needless to say, they've got their eyes on that grilled fish.

His Highness the King of Qin's expression immediately turned sour. He coldly swept his gaze over Su Ruofeng.

Su Ruofeng looked back, confused, but was chilled by Murong Jing's gaze.

Su Mobai smiled, revealing an expression of anticipation for a good show.

"Second Brother, you have an injury, so you can't eat fish, especially grilled fish, as it can easily cause inflammation and infection of the wound!"

Su Mowan struggled for a long time before coming up with this sentence. Although it made some sense, she felt inexplicably guilty.

Su Ruofeng didn't know that the fish was for Murong Jing, and immediately frowned in dissatisfaction, about to protest.

Su Mobai quickly coughed.

“Mo Wan is right. We should avoid certain foods. There’s a palace banquet to attend in a couple of days. If our injuries don’t heal properly, it will be troublesome.”

When the topic of the palace banquet came up, Su Ruofeng became a little more obedient, and he pursed his lips.

"That's true. There will be as much as you want at the palace banquet. I'll save my appetite for later!"

The palace banquet that Su Mobai mentioned was a reward banquet prepared for the top three scholars and some outstanding young talents after the martial arts and civil service examinations were completed. After the palace banquet, they could receive formal rewards and official titles.

After the wound was bandaged, Su Ruofeng couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to go out for a walk.

Su Mowan wanted to know how the competition went, so she decided to go out with Su Ruofeng and chat with him.

Unfortunately, he was stopped by Murong Jing as soon as he showed that intention.

"I have something to say to you."

It means: Don't follow me blindly, I'm not happy about it.

Seeing this, Su Mobai simply stood up and said to Su Ruofeng, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

As he spoke, he casually picked up the Gentleman's Sword from the table, clearly indicating that he didn't intend to return to the camp and would go straight back to the city.

Su Mowan and the others had all gone out when she remembered the grilled fish.

He immediately went over, peeled off the leaves, and opened the cloth covering the fish, revealing the golden-brown roasted fish.

I must say, it looks pretty good.

Su Mowan reached out and touched it through the handkerchief; it was a little cold.

So he turned around and instructed, "Yinshuang, go and prepare a small stove to roast it again, and also bring some bowls and chopsticks."

Yinshuang nodded and was about to go down to prepare, and Chaoyang also started walking, intending to go together.

Murong Jing glanced at the fish.

"No need for a stove, just bring bowls and chopsticks. Feng Yue, go ahead."

Therefore, the task fell to Feng Yue.

After Feng Yue left, no one spoke.

Su Mowan thought for a moment and then started a conversation: "How were the top three in this year's martial arts exam?"

"Not really, Shangguan Qingqi won first place, Su Ruofeng second, and Shen Muyao last."

Surprisingly, Tang Jingzhi was not among them.

That's impossible. Tang Jingzhi's strength should at least be stronger than Su Ruofeng's, so why didn't he make it into the top three?

Suppressing her doubts, Su Mowan asked again, "Who did my second brother fight before he got injured?"

Murong Jing glanced at her indifferently.

"He Shangguan Qingqi."

Su Mowan was stunned.

She only realized the problem now.

She had already assessed the strengths and weaknesses of the participants during the morning's competition. According to her plan, Su Ruofeng should lose to Shen Muyao, and then Shen Muyao should lose to Shangguan Qingqi.

Su Ruofeng's skills are no match for Shen Muyao's, so how did he manage to get second place?

It's really evil.

As for how the final competition was conducted, Su Mowan felt it was best to wait until she returned and ask Yinshuang for clarification, rather than asking Murong Jing.

After Feng Yue brought the bowls and chopsticks, Su Mowan personally served the fish to Murong Jing.

The fish had cooled down and was starting to smell fishy, ​​so Su Mowan asked if they wanted it grilled again.

Murong Jing said there was no need.

Yinshuang thought to herself: Even if the fish were half-cooked, let alone just being cold, the prince would probably eat it without batting an eye.

Murong Jing picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and said while chewing, "Are you going to Jiangnan?"

Su Mowan was captivated by his elegant way of eating. Upon hearing the question, she immediately replied, "Yes, I want to expand my restaurant. Jiangnan is a suitable place."

Murong Jing remained silent for a while.

Su Mowan thought he was unwilling and was about to speak when she heard him say, "When are you leaving?"

His tone and expression remained completely flat.

So you don't seem to object?

Su Mowan was slightly surprised, and replied truthfully, "Let's do it as soon as possible. Tomorrow is a bit rushed. If possible, I'd like to leave the day after tomorrow."

Yinshuang, with her sharp eyes, noticed that her master's profile suddenly tensed up.

Su Mowan also noticed.

It turns out, they were still reluctant to let her go.

Was Murong Jing reluctant to let her go for so long, or did he simply feel that women shouldn't run around and show their faces in public?

After thinking about it, Su Mowan decided it was the former.

Their relationship had only recently improved, like the beginning of a romance, so it's understandable that Murong Jing was unhappy about her leaving.

So Su Mowan quickly added, "I won't be gone for long. I'll be right back as soon as I've finished what I need to do!"

Murong Jing knew how long it would take to expand a restaurant.

His eyes darkened.

He then said, "We'll leave after the autumn hunt."

Autumn hunting usually takes place in late autumn or early winter, when the leaves in the mountains have mostly fallen, making the view more open and easier for hunting.

This year happens to be another year of major examinations, so needless to say, the top three winners of the martial arts examinations will definitely be among those invited, followed by some high-ranking ministers and sons of powerful nobles.

The royal family is allowed to bring female relatives.

So, does Murong Jing mean that he should bring her along?