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

Chapter 57 This girl looks a bit like you

Yinshuang's hand holding the steamed egg custard trembled slightly.

Was Consort Su going to give the steamed egg custard she made to the Prince? Or was what she just said not meant for Consort Shen to hear?

They entered the Fenghua Palace, passed through the flower hall, and arrived at the study, where steamed egg custard was laid out.

Murong Jing's complexion was slightly better than usual, and he immediately took a bite.

Su Mowan waited with a smile: "Your Highness, how does it taste?"

"generally."

Murong Jingdao.

"Really? Then I'll have Yinshuang practice a few more times before I make it for you."

Murong Jing: "..."

Su Mowan was satisfied, so she took the porcelain bowl and left.

Actually, she originally only said it to Shen Muyue, but she didn't expect Yinshuang to actually do it. She originally planned to eat it herself, but when she thought about how Shen Muyue had made her feel bad, she didn't want the 'culprit' Murong Jing to feel comfortable.

Yinshuang waited outside the hall, and as soon as Su Mowan came out, she handed over the porcelain cup in her hand.

She teased, "The prince said your skills are just so-so, and told you to practice more. Keep it up!"

"..."

Yinshuang suddenly realized that she could selectively conceal some information about Consort Su when reporting to the Prince in the future, because Consort Su was... cunning and wicked!

Back at the west courtyard gate, they saw Shen Muyue leading two maids out of the east courtyard, about to cross the flower hall.

She knew exactly where she was going at a glance.

Su Mowan smiled when she saw the food box Caiwei was carrying: "Consort Shen, are you delivering pastries again?"

Shen Muyue was furious with her just half an hour ago and didn't want to talk to her for the time being. She just snorted and was about to leave.

Su Mowan was inwardly amazed that Shen Muyue could also be unresponsive. She immediately challenged her, "Consort Shen, we are both from the same family, so let me tell you, the Prince doesn't like pastries, but he really likes something called steamed egg custard. Would you like me to teach you how to make it?"

Yinshuang rubbed the tip of her nose.

Shen Muyue's steps indeed stopped.

She turned around, glared at him, and said in a harsh voice, "Who needs you to teach me? Whether I like it or not is not up to you!"

"You've delivered it so many times, has the prince ever said it was delicious?"

Su Mowan didn't actually want to be so blunt, but when Murong Jing first ate her steamed egg custard, he actually used Shen Muyue to lecture her, saying something like, "Learn more from Shen Muyue."

Pooh!

If she and Shen Muyue kept running to Huangfeng Garden every few days, they could blind Murong Jing!

Of course, what Su Mowan didn't know was that every time Shen Muyue took pastries to Fenghua Palace, they actually ended up in other people's mouths.

Shen Muyue bit her lip and remained silent, glaring fiercely before swaying her slender waist and striding away.

Su Mowan shook her head and entered the courtyard, only to find that Qinghe had already returned.

"Why is it so early today?"

If things had gone according to the usual schedule, it would have taken another hour or so before Qinghe finished get off work.

Qinghe pouted and said with dissatisfaction, "Manager Li said he had some things to take care of at home and had to close early, so I had no choice but to come back."

"Is there something going on at home?"

What kind of weird thing is this now?

Su Mowan narrowed her eyes slightly: "Was the shop closed when you came back?"

"closed!"

Qinghe smiled smugly, "I waited until Manager Li and the shop assistants left before I left. Wasn't I clever, Consort Su?"

Su Mowan smiled and praised her.

Finally, he said, "Let him go, he won't be staying much longer anyway."

Qinghe was overjoyed when she heard what Consort Su said.

"Really? When are you getting rid of him? I've disliked Manager Li for a long time!"

"It won't be long, at most ten days or so." Su Mowan revealed a roguish smile. "I'll have him packing his bags and leaving soon."

That evening, Su Mowan changed into men's clothing again.

This time she was on guard. She used a pebble to distract the guards, and then quietly crossed Shen Muyue's east courtyard and climbed over the wall from there.

It's still the Wan Hua Lou, still the same room as last time, and still that girl named Yingying.

After Chi Yi sent the girl away, Su Mowan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I didn't realize you were so loyal."

Chi Yi knew that the "long-lasting affection" she mentioned referred to the girl named Yingying who always ordered her when she came, so she immediately smiled and said, "Yes, haven't you noticed that this girl looks a bit like you?"

"puff--"

She spat out the wine she had just drunk, wiped her mouth, and said, "Are you mocking me for being big and burly?"

Actually, saying she was big and burly is a bit of an exaggeration. The only thing that Yingying could compare to Su Mowan in terms of height was that of her.

Actually, Su Mowan's height of 1.76 meters is already rare among women, and Yingying is even a centimeter or two taller than her.

"What have you found out, Young Master Yi? Tell me."

Chi Yi finished his drink, sighed, "Good wine," and then said, "There's some progress."

"Just the outline?"

Su Mowan stared wide-eyed. This was far too inefficient. "If Young Master Yi can't handle this, then return the Sect Leader's Token to me as soon as possible."

Chi Yi chuckled.

"Don't be in such a hurry, I'm just being modest."

"Say it."

"That's right. There were two groups of assassins that night. One group was easy to find out; they were sent by the Left Prime Minister's residence. The other group's origins are a bit more complicated."

Su Mowan paused in her grip on the wine glass, her eyes narrowing.

"How is it complicated?"

Chi Yi leaned close to her ear and whispered three words.

"Are you sure?" Su Mowan squeezed the cup in her hand, this time with a bit too much force, and the cup seemed to make a 'creak' sound.

Chi Yi raised an eyebrow.

"How could I, a young master, speak such things carelessly? Of course, I can only speak if I have evidence. Otherwise, the crime of slandering a member of the royal family would be enough to bring trouble to the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Why are you so agitated?" Chi Yi glanced meaningfully at the cup in her hand. "Are you treating this cup like an assassin?"

Su Mowan immediately put down her cup, but her mind was no longer on the assassin, but on the person behind him.

She suddenly remembered what Su Mobai had said to her on the day she returned to her parents' home.

Although she didn't want to listen at the time, now that it has happened, she was the one who had it investigated.

It was somewhat disheartening.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Chi Yi waved his hand in front of her eyes, his peach blossom eyes full of doubt, "You're not thinking about how to get revenge, are you?"

Before Su Mowan could speak, Chi Yi continued, "This time, I can't help you. To access the Shura Pavilion within the sect, you'll have to reveal the sect leader's token, but the sect leader's token can't be known by anyone in the sect yet."

Su Mowan slowly shook her head.

"No need. I don't need to avenge this; someone else will take care of it."

Chi Yi breathed a sigh of relief and tossed the sect leader's token back into her hand: "I promised to borrow it for twenty days, and I've returned it as promised. Oh, and here's some additional news for you: the Crown Prince was also assassinated in Jiangnan on the same day as you, and by the same group of assassins."

"Thank you."

Su Mowan got up and, as usual, tossed a few silver notes over.

"Take it, this is enough to call ten girls."

Just as she was about to step out the door, she turned back and said, "No, here's another hundred taels. Take it to nourish your kidneys tomorrow."

Chi Yi: "..."