The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1255 No Much Relation

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255 No Much Relation

"Mm."

Lin Caisang nodded.

She couldn’t be more certain about that.

"Moreover, there’s another point... The poison that afflicted the Princess Consort Yi is actually quite common. I believe any physician with a bit of skill should be able to diagnose it. If they can’t even identify this poison, then they’re nothing but quacks.

But to this day, Brother Molian, you brought me to Prince Yi’s Mansion, and yet not a single physician has told Princess Consort Yi the truth. What do you think the real situation is?"

According to what Sui Zimo said, Prince Yi had called for many imperial physicians, and not one came up with anything.

"That’s quite a big move."

Sui Zimo scoffed and said.

What else could the truth be? In the Wei State, who else has the clout to keep all physicians silent about the poison afflicting Princess Consort Yi, if not that person in the palace?

"So to speak, is this poison... easy to cure?"

He asked.

"Well..."

Lin Caisang’s red lips curled into a slight smile as she chuckled lightly.

"The poison could be said to be easy to cure, or difficult to cure, depending on... how you wish to cure Princess Consort Yi," she said.

Intuition told her that the situation at Prince Yi’s Mansion was deeply related to her Brother Molian. If she didn’t dig out every secret of Prince Yi’s Mansion, how could she justify this futile trip?

"Hehe."

Having heard her words, Sui Zimo also chuckled lightly.

He lifted his hand, just about to tap the tip of her nose when he heard a rush of hurried footsteps coming their way, and promptly lowered his hand.

"Zimo, Miss Lin, please wait."

Prince Yi hurried over, and by the time he stood before them, he was already catching his breath.

...

Soon, Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang, who had not yet left Prince Yi’s Mansion, were asked to come back.

Sitting down in the same spot, Lin Caisang set her gaze on the face of Princess Consort Yi, staring intently into her eyes.

"Princess Consort Yi, please speak; Prince Mo and I are all ears," Lin Caisang said frankly.

"Ah."

Princess Consort Yi, upon hearing Lin Caisang’s words, was at a loss for how to behave.

"That... I really don’t know where to begin."

She looked at Lin Caisang and said softly.

"Then let’s start from your first day at Prince Yi’s Mansion, the same day Prince Mo was born," said Lin Caisang.

"Hiss!"

Princess Consort Yi sharply inhaled, glancing at Sui Zimo before turning her gaze to Lin Caisang.

She hadn’t expected Sui Zimo to have already connected these incidents together. Was he doubting her identity now?

And even if he had doubts, to actually share it with Lin Caisang?

"This... Prince Mo, you and Miss Lin..."

"Prince Yi need not concern herself with matters between Miss Lin and myself. Focus instead on your health, or perhaps, think of Wu’er," Sui Zimo interrupted her and said.

"Ah."

Princess Consort Yi was taken aback by his words.

Previously, Suyang had brought Wu’er back, but there had been no mention of Prince Mo. Could it be that there was some matter involving Prince Mo?

"Wu’er, he is now the son of the National Teacher, unrelated to our Prince Yi’s Mansion," she said awkwardly.

"Oh?"

Sui Zimo didn’t say much, just gazed at Princess Consort Yi with indifference.

"Regardless of Wu’er’s relation to Prince Yi’s Mansion, Auntie Wang, you might as well speak of what I want to hear. Miss Lin is waiting here, anxious, as she also has her own matters to attend to."