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

Chapter 8 If you want to escape, you will escape.

Murong Jing's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his sleeve, a sharp burst of energy shot towards Su Mowan like lightning.

Having anticipated this, Su Mowan dodged the fierce attack with a swift movement.

Murong Jing was clearly taken aback by the swift reaction.

"Not bad." He withdrew his hand, concealing the hint of surprise that flashed in his eyes.

Su Mowan replied humbly, "Your Highness flatters me. It's nothing more than rudimentary skill, hardly worthy of Your Highness's approval."

Murong Jing's deep gaze swept over her from head to toe, and then he suddenly gave a cold laugh.

This sudden cold laugh made Su Mowan's heart tighten.

This King of Qin, with his unparalleled good looks, is probably not easy to get along with.

However, Murong Jing's next words were unexpected: "She is quite pretty."

His tone was laced with sarcasm.

Su Mowan almost blurted out, "How can anyone compare to His Highness Prince Qin's unparalleled elegance?" but then she thought better of it and held back.

Seeing her remain silent, Murong Jing frowned slightly and asked, "Why did you run away from the wedding?"

"Then why does Your Highness the Prince of Qin want to marry me?" Su Mowan asked in a composed manner.

Murong Jing glanced at her with his phoenix eyes and said coldly, "If I want to marry, then I will."

As expected of the high and mighty King of Qin, even his words carried an air of looking down upon all living beings.

“Then I will run away if I want to.” Su Mowan retorted without showing any weakness, showing no fear of his power.

A hint of coldness flashed in Murong Jing's eyes.

No one has ever dared to speak to him so boldly!

This woman is absolutely lawless!

"You, a concubine's daughter, marrying me, is that a disservice to you?!" Murong Jing's tone was clearly filled with anger.

Noticing the change in Murong Jing's expression, Su Mowan quickly took a step back, forcing a fawning smile: "Your Highness, please don't be angry! Who doesn't know you're the most handsome man in the capital? So many girls dream of marrying you!"

"How could a boorish person like me presume to be worthy of your status? That's why I slipped away quietly."

Murong Jing's expression softened slightly: "At least you have some self-awareness."

His gaze immediately fell on the men's clothing Su Mowan was wearing, and his brows furrowed even more deeply: "What are you wearing? Change it for me right now!"

Su Mowan smiled faintly.

"If Your Highness finds my appearance unappealing, you are free to let me leave."

The words had barely left his mouth when Murong Jing instantly closed in, his phoenix eyes narrowing, emanating a suffocating aura of oppression: "What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."

The aura was truly frightening, and Su Mowan couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

She took another half step back, taking a deep breath. "Your Highness, please calm down! I... I... Mo Wan knows I am unworthy of Your Highness and fear I will hinder your future, which is why I wish to leave quietly. Please grant my sincere wish!"

A chill flashed in Murong Jing's eyes. "You're in such a hurry to leave?"

Su Mowan coughed lightly, adopting a humble demeanor: "Your Highness, I am but a lowly concubine's daughter. To be able to marry into your family is truly a blessing from my ancestors! Marrying you is a fortune I've accumulated over several lifetimes!"

"But how can Mo Wan compare to Miss Shen? I heard that His Highness is going to marry Miss Shen today. I really feel that I am not good enough for her, which is why I thought of running away."

She spoke in a very hesitant and submissive manner, her tone and expression perfectly controlled.

Murong Jing sneered inwardly.

That excuse makes sense, but... this woman is being far too modest.

Shen Muyue was indeed beautiful, but the woman in front of her was no less so.

On the contrary, it has an added touch of otherworldly dynamism.

Such self-deprecation is highly suspicious.

Murong Jing's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at her: "Do you take me for a shallow person who judges only by appearances?"