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

Chapter 18 The Prince Wants to Teach Consort Su a Lesson

Murong Jing glanced at her coldly, and Su Mowan immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Qinghe quickly lowered her head and pretended to study the stone slab under her feet.

Yinshuang, who was standing to the side, also turned around tactfully.

Only Shen Muyue stood beside the second carriage, a gloating smile on her lips.

Su Mowan coughed softly, forced herself to remain calm, lifted her skirt, and slowly stepped onto the carriage.

As soon as she regained her footing, the car door behind her slammed shut with a thud.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you...?" Su Mowan hesitated, feeling wronged.

Murong Jing frowned, his eyes flashing with cold light: "Are you so eager to humiliate me?"

"...What makes you say that?"

Su Mowan blinked, secretly complaining to herself, "He complained that it was too much earlier, and now he complains that it's too little. How can this person be so difficult to please?"

Murong Jing's sharp gaze swept over the dressing case, landing on the three quietly lying hairpins and ornaments. He flicked his sleeve and said coldly, "Come here."

Su Mowan stared wide-eyed in astonishment, saying incredulously, "Your Highness, you...you really intend to do it yourself..."

"I am unwilling to use violence." Murong Jing's tone left no room for argument.

Qinghe and Yinshuang, standing outside the carriage, exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, "This is right at the palace gate! Even if the Prince wants to discipline Consort Su, he should be mindful of the occasion..."

A moment later, the car door opened again, and Su Mowan got out first.

Qinghe stared intently at her, and Su Mowan asked, slightly uneasy, "What's wrong? Is it ugly?"

"No, no, no, it's beautiful!" Qinghe quickly replied, but she was extremely surprised. She never expected that the prince would have such skills.

Even the usually calm Yinshuang was stunned, staring blankly at Su Mowan's hair.

Murong Jing then used his lightness skill to land gracefully a dozen feet away.

He turned and gave Su Mowan a cold glance, then said in a deep voice, "What are you still daydreaming about? Follow me!"

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves approached from afar, and two carriages slowly drove up and stopped in front of the palace gate.

One of them was ornately decorated, while the other was rather plain.

Two figures stepped down from the luxurious carriage: one was Prince Murong Jin of Chu, and the other was Su Huayue.

Upon seeing this scene, Su Mowan couldn't help but stop in her tracks.

Immediately afterwards, two exquisitely dressed maids alighted from the carriage behind. Su Mowan recognized them at a glance as Chunmei and Xiazhu.

They quickly stepped forward to help Su Huayue up.

Su Mowan and Murong Jin's gazes met in mid-air, and both of them froze in place, as if time had stood still.

Su Huayue was talking to Murong Jin when she suddenly realized he wasn't responding. She looked up and her face immediately darkened.

Walking behind, Shen Muyue keenly sensed the undercurrent of tension among the three. A calculating glint flashed in her eyes as she softly said to Murong Jing ahead, "Your Highness, please wait a moment. Sister Su has fallen behind!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Jing turned around and gave Su Mowan a cold glance.

Su Mowan hurriedly lowered her head and quickened her pace to catch up, but then she heard Murong Jin's voice behind her: "Su Er, wait!"

Upon hearing this, Su Huayue's expression changed drastically, and the handkerchief in her hand was crumpled into a mess.

Murong Jingfeng narrowed his eyes, his gaze shifting between the two, and a chill emanated from his body.

Shen Muyue was secretly pleased with herself, her eyes gleaming with anticipation for a good show.

"Su Er!" Murong Jin caught up in three steps, instinctively reaching out to grab Su Mowan, but stopped abruptly halfway.

Noticing Murong Jing's gaze, Su Mowan had no choice but to stop and say to Murong Jin, "Your Highness, Prince Chu, how have you been?"

Murong Jin opened her mouth to speak, but didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, Murong Jing spoke coldly, "Fourth brother, it's been a long time."

Murong Jin inadvertently met Murong Jing's gaze, and immediately felt a pang of guilt, her voice unconsciously lowering a few decibels: "Third Brother..."

Just then, Su Huayue also arrived quickly.

She sensed the strange atmosphere between them, raised the corners of her mouth, and gave a dry laugh.

"Oh, it's your younger sister. I thought it was someone else. Why did you run away without even saying hello to your older sister? Is there something shameful about it?"