The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1248: That Person Has Been Poisoned

Chapter 1248: Chapter 1248: That Person Has Been Poisoned

"Are you acquainted with Prince Yi?"

She naturally knew of this Prince Yi, the current Emperor of Wei State’s brother, only not born of the Empress Dowager.

Therefore, in Wei State, Prince Yi had never been put to major use, possessing great talent yet having no opportunity to display it. Even worse, he was suppressed by both the Emperor and the Empress Dowager and could only be an idle prince.

And the last news she had heard about Prince Yi was that the Emperor had decreed the Fifth Young Master from Prince Yi’s Mansion to be bestowed upon the National Teacher’s household.

She had seen it with her own eyes that day when the steward Xin from Suyang’s household had called the Fifth Young Master ’Little Young Master.’ Such a pity for a child of tender age to have to live in another strange place.

From this, it was clear... the Emperor really was...

"Not exactly acquainted, but when I was initially sent to Yejun, it was Prince Yi who, following the Imperial edict, escorted me there. And after he brought me back home to Ya Tu, he stayed for over a month before departing,"

Zimo said.

"Oh, I understand," Lin Caisang nodded.

To Brother Molian, this must have seemed like an enormous favor, right?

Just think, Prince Yi had always been oppressed by the Emperor and had even been sent to the Liang Kingdom to deliver the Emperor’s son. Under such circumstances, the fact that he did not kick his own nephew while he was down was already commendable.

He even watched over him until he saw Zimo settled down in the common people’s home before he left.

This showed that Prince Yi was indeed a man with a conscience. Within the Sui Family, one probably couldn’t find many like him.

"Does his family have a sick person?" she asked.

However, setting aside ten thousand steps, even if Prince Yi owed Molian a favor, he certainly wouldn’t come all of a sudden pulling her to visit Prince Yi’s Mansion for a stroll without an ulterior motive.

And the only possibility she could guess was...

"Mhm,"

Zimo nodded.

"For some unknown reason, ever since Little Five was sent to the National Teacher’s household, Princess Consort Yi has come down with a strange illness. Many imperial physicians have been summoned to treat her, but all in vain. I too had sent Jiang Zuo to check on her, but nothing came of it.

Rumors outside suggest that Princess Consort Yi is overly missing her son, hoping to use her illness to coerce the Emperor into returning her son to her.

My father even issued a special decree to reprimand Prince Yi for this. Afterwards, Prince Yi no longer dared to enter the palace to ask for imperial physicians and could only secretly send people to seek doctors in the markets to treat the Princess Consort’s illness,"

"But you think there’s more to it than that, don’t you?" Lin Caisang asked him.

Ya Molian nodded.

"If it were merely missing her son too much, that wouldn’t quite explain it.

Ever since you left, Suyang and I jointly had Sui Zilin transferred to Sui Commandery. Afterward, Suyang has been trying to associate with me. I had once secretly ordered Suyang to take Little Hui back to Prince Yi’s Mansion but even so...

Princess Consort Yi’s illness showed no signs of improvement, thereby..."

"Alright, you don’t need to say anymore."

Lin Caisang raised her hand, interrupting Zimo’s speech.

No disease comes without reason unless the person has been poisoned.

So, Brother Molian suspects that Princess Consort Yi has been poisoned, doesn’t he? And that is not outside the realm of possibility.

"I’ll come with you to take a look," she said.

Upon hearing this, Ya Molian nodded.

...

Prince Yi’s Mansion.

The heavy mansion gate opened, and several people came out from inside.

Among them, one carried a medicine box on his shoulder, and a few others were guards, who were seeing the man out.

After being sent out, the man looked back at the gates of Prince Yi’s Mansion, sighed softly and shook his head.

"Alas, what a pity, such a pity."