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

Chapter 24: As expected, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too!

Su Mowan shook her skirt and smiled.

"It's just a bowl of tonic, why is Consort Shen so agitated? If you don't want to drink it, just say so. Do you think I'd force you to drink it? I heard the Prince is going to inspect the empty bowl later, this empty bowl..."

As she spoke, she glanced at the shattered pieces of the bowl on the ground with a distinct headache.

Shen Muyue then realized that she had been tricked, and her face turned green with anger.

"So this is where you were waiting for me? No wonder you were so kind! You really are a scoundrel!"

Caiwei and Caihong behind her changed their expressions and quietly tugged at Shen Muyue's sleeve.

Shen Muyue impatiently flung her hand away and continued, "Why are you pulling me? Am I wrong? This bitch is just like her mother, fickle and unfaithful—"

"Snapped--"

Su Mowan blew on her palm.

"Are you done? If not, continue."

Shen Muyue's eyes widened, and she reached up to touch her burning cheek: "Su Mowan, you dare to hit me?!"

"Are you going to complain to the prince? Don't forget to bring the broken bowl with you, so I don't have to make the trip."

Su Mowan flicked her wet skirt.

"Yinshuang, see the guest out!"

Yinshuang stepped forward expressionlessly and said coldly to Shen Muyue, "Consort Shen, please take your time."

"You! Su Mowan, you bitch!"

Shen Muyue's fingers trembled with anger.

“Consort Shen, please be careful with your words,” Yinshuang said, her face still expressionless. “There are secret guards everywhere in the manor. Consort Shen should think about what the consequences would be if these words reached the Prince’s ears.”

Shen Muyue glared: "Even a servant dares to threaten this princess?!"

Yinshuang frowned. "It's not a threat, it's more like a warning."

"Advice? Ha, if I can't do anything to Su Mowan, how can I not do anything to you, a mere servant?" Shen Muyue stopped covering her face and slapped Yinshuang's face with a mixture of anger and frustration.

The expected slap did not occur.

Shen Muyue struggled to free her wrist, somewhat surprised. She glared at Yinshuang and said, "You, a mere servant, dare to fight back against me?! Do you have a death wish?!"

Yinshuang released Shen Muyue's wrist. "His Highness said that I am only responsible for protecting Consort Su. Besides, I just saw the guests off. It is you who are not leaving."

The implication was that it wasn't her fault.

Shen Muyue was furious that a maid had humiliated her. She raised her hand, wanting to slap her, but Caiwei and Caihong behind her immediately stepped forward and pulled her back.

"Miss, Miss, please calm down! The Prince sent you to greet Consort Su. Please leave after you have finished your greetings!"

Caiwei emphasized the word "Your Highness" in her words, and no matter how unwilling Shen Muyue was, she had no choice but to suppress her anger.

She uttered a harsh threat to Yinshuang: "I'll remember you!"

Yinshuang remained expressionless: "This servant dares not remember Consort Shen."

"puff--"

Standing to the side, Su Mowan finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Yingshuang, did you learn this from your prince? You're infuriating!"

Shen Muyue's face flushed red, then turned pale, then flushed red again. Seeing that she couldn't gain any advantage, she stormed off, heading straight for Fenghua Palace from the west courtyard.

Qinghe, who had been huddled in the back, said listlessly, "Consort Su, it seems she really went to complain to the Prince..."

Su Mowan began to unbuckle her belt.

"What are you afraid of? It's not our fault. Didn't Yinshuang say there are guards nearby? If there are guards, they can testify. Your prince will be reasonable."

"I was just saying it offhand."

Yinshuang casually remarked from the side.

Su Mowan: "..."

Just something offhand?

Murong Jing must have casually mentioned something to Emperor Mo Yao this morning.

Thinking of this, Su Mowan's expression froze.

"As expected, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too!"