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

Chapter 148 Going to Fenghua Palace to lodge a complaint!

Shen Muyue's words shattered any remaining softness in Su Mowan's heart.

Su Mowan was too lazy to pay attention to this crazy woman.

"I'm hypocritical? Fine, fine, you're not hypocritical at all. Instead of wasting your breath on me, you should hurry back and think of a way to play the victim in front of Murong Jing. Don't let such a good opportunity slip by."

After saying this, Su Mowan ignored Shen Muyue's expression and strode into the west courtyard.

Su Mowan saw right through Shen Muyue's plan and immediately became furious.

"Stop right there! Give me back my cat!"

The little thing in Su Mowan's arms suddenly shrank its neck and let out a gruff cry.

That's quite interesting.

"You think it's yours just because you say so? It's in my hands now, so come and take it if you dare. Or you can call out to it, and if it responds, I'll throw it to you without a second thought."

Su Mowan didn't stop walking; one leg had already stepped into the threshold of the west courtyard.

Although Shen Muyue didn't like the kitten, firstly, it was an indirect gift from the Empress, and secondly, the kitten had just scratched her face, so she could escape punishment even if she was spared death!

"This was a gift from Her Majesty the Empress! How dare you steal my things in broad daylight?!"

Su Mowan walked into the west courtyard with both legs.

She finally turned around and gave Shen Muyue a proper look.

"Want it? Have Murong Jing come and ask me for it, I'll definitely give it to you. At a time like this, what's the point of wanting a cat? Have some shame! Yinshuang, close the door!"

Yinshuang, who was a step behind, turned around and obediently slammed the courtyard gate shut with a 'bang'.

Shen Muyue, who was outside the door, was so angry that she almost kicked the door open, but Caiwei and Caihong, who had caught up with her, held her back tightly.

Seeing that the bloodstains on her young mistress's face seemed to be flowing more and more gruesomely, Caiwei hurriedly advised, "Miss, let's hurry back and treat the injury! Cat claws aren't clean, and if it gets infected and swells up, it'll be troublesome!"

Caihong echoed, "Yes, Miss, calm down! Your face is important! Let's hurry back and apply the medicine!"

Shen Muyue impatiently shook off Cai Wei's hand.

She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Why bother with the medicine! Let's go to Fenghua Palace!"

This time, Shen Muyue still took out a handkerchief to cover her face. Servants would pass by in the mansion from time to time, and she didn't want to be laughed at!

Caiwei and Caihong exchanged a glance, both of their eyes flashing with anxiety.

However, Shen Muyue insisted on going to Fenghua Palace, and the two maids couldn't stop her, so they gritted their teeth and followed her.

It was around the end of the Xu hour (7-9 PM), and everything was pitch black except for the places with lanterns. As she turned a corner, Shen Muyue stepped on a small stone and twisted her ankle.

Although Caiwei and Caihong, who were walking behind, managed to catch the person in time, they still heard their young mistress cry out in pain.

"Miss, how are you? Where are you hurt?"

Shen Muyue felt incredibly frustrated at that moment.

"Damn it! It's all that bitch Su Mowan's fault, what bad luck!"

"..."

Caiwei and Caihong silently helped the person to the bright spot.

Shen Muyue had clearly twisted her ankle badly; her left ankle swelled up quickly.

Seeing that she couldn't leave in her current state, Shen Muyue simply sat down on a chair in the corridor and said to Caihong, "Go to Fenghua Palace and tell the Prince that I sprained my ankle and can't move!"

Shen Muyue's plan was meticulously executed.

She felt that even if Murong Jing didn't like her, he certainly wouldn't be so heartless now that she was so badly injured.

Caihong shrank her neck slightly.

She instinctively wanted to decline, but when she met her mistress's gaze, she swallowed her words and ran towards Fenghua Palace in a flash.

As expected, Caihong was stopped outside Fenghua Palace.

Feng Yue didn't have a good impression of Shen Muyue. When he saw that it was Shen Muyue's maid running over, he stopped her without thinking.

"His Highness has important matters to attend to. What business does Consort Shen have?"

Caihong wasn't as brave as Caiwei. She shrank back in fear of Feng Yue's expression and tone, but when she thought of her heavy responsibilities, she mustered her courage again.

"Lord Feng, please have mercy! My young lady twisted her ankle on the way and can't move at all! Please, Lord Feng, go in and inform the Prince!"

Feng Yue could tell from the maid's expression that the matter was probably true.

But what kind of trouble is Consort Shen causing by coming over in the middle of the night?

Did she think she could take advantage of the unclear relationship between Consort Su and the master and try to climb into the master's bed?

Feng Yue narrowed his eyes as he thought of this.

He said coldly, "How about this, I'll send someone to escort Consort Shen back to her courtyard. I'll report this to Your Highness once you've finished your business."

Caihong's face flushed with anxiety.

This is not what Miss ordered! If she is sent back like this, Miss will tear her apart!

Just then, the palace door opened, and a handsome figure walked out. Caihong was stunned for a moment, then, as if she had seen a savior, she mustered up her courage and asked the man for help.

"My lord, please do me a favor! Please inform the prince that my young lady is seriously injured!"

"..."

Jiang Zhuo was stunned again.

She could only turn her star-like gaze toward Feng Yue.

Feng Yue frowned slightly.

How can this maid be so clueless?

Feng Yue said coldly, "Didn't you hear that His Highness is busy? If you keep making trouble like this, don't blame me for being impolite."

Jiang Zhuo's first thought was that Feng Yue seemed a little too hostile towards this little maid.

However, he had just returned and was not familiar with the people and affairs in the Prince's mansion, so he did not interrupt rashly.

When Caihong saw that the handsome young man in front of her had turned cold after she had risked her life to ask for help, she immediately regretted her rashness and bowed repeatedly to apologize.

"Please forgive me, sir! I was so flustered that I forgot the rules!"

Jiang Zhuo, who hadn't intended to speak, wavered slightly at these words. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "It's alright. What is it you want?"

When Feng Yue saw Jiang Zhuo speak, he refrained from reprimanding him for the time being.

When Caihong saw that Jiang Zhuo was willing to talk to her, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and told him the truth. Of course, she only mentioned that her mistress had sprained her ankle and did not mention the scratches on her face.

Seeing the sincere expression on the young maid's face, Jiang Zhuo didn't think she was a malicious person. He immediately said, "Your Highness is indeed busy, but since Consort Shen is injured like this, I can go and inform Your Highness."

Upon hearing this, Caihong immediately bowed deeply and thanked him repeatedly.

Although Feng Yue didn't quite agree, Jiang Zhuo had already said what he wanted to say, so he could only let him go.

A short while later, Jiang Zhuo came out again, along with His Highness the Prince of Qin.

Caihong, no longer able to feel joy, quickly bowed gratefully to His Highness the King of Qin.

Putting aside whether His Highness Prince Qin can personally visit her young lady, the fact that His Highness Prince Qin put aside his work and left Fenghua Palace because of this matter would make the young lady happy, and she wouldn't be blamed for not handling things well.

Murong Jing frowned slightly, his tone tinged with impatience.

"What is she doing wandering around at night? Lead the way!"