The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1291: He is Frantically Anxious

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291: He is Frantically Anxious

Two words, she did not curse them out directly.

"Servants, follow me to the Imperial Study, and have someone else retrieve the Emperor’s imperial edict!"

"Yes."

The old nanny heeded the order and went out.

To recall an imperial edict was a matter of utmost importance. The Empress Dowager had been in the palace for so many years and this was the first time she had thought to have an Emperor’s edict recalled!

This matter must be handled well, otherwise, it would truly lead to a significant incident.

...

"Has the edict been drafted?"

Within Prince Mo’s Mansion, Sui Zimo also received the news in a timely manner.

Of course, he received the news faster than the Empress Dowager. The Emperor had not even finished drafting the edict, and Eunuch Gui had already sent out the message.

"He really dares to draft such an edict, has his brain been kicked by a donkey or caught by a door?"

At his side, Lin Caisang heard this and simply looked up to speak a sentence, then shrank back to sorting her medicinal herbs. The Wind Scepter lay beside her, ready to be grabbed at any moment.

"Maybe he really... got kicked by a donkey."

Zhe Jue, the one who brought this message, couldn’t help but murmur.

At this time, sending the person back to Prince Yi’s Mansion was exactly what Suyang desired. Wouldn’t Suyang be overjoyed to send that fake little guy over to Prince Yi’s Mansion?

After all, this affair was also approved by his master.

"He is driven mad in haste."

Sui Zimo chuckled lightly and casually uttered five words.

If he had not miscalculated, the Emperor was also being pressured by the person he was collaborating with, right? Now, because of his own doing, he has managed to get Yin Baiqing into his grasp.

Wouldn’t that person who is collaborating with the Emperor come over and skin the Emperor if they found out about the news?

"Go, intercept the Empress Dowager’s people. The edict, Suyang shall accept it without fail," he instructed Zhe Jue.

"Yes, my lord. Your subordinate will go immediately."

Zhe Jue replied and was about to turn and leave when...

"Wait."

Sui Zimo called out to him again.

"Remember, show some flaws to let them know that the people from Prince Mo’s Mansion intercepted them, but don’t let them catch any actual evidence. Understand?"

Zhe Jue: "..."

My lord, could you not be so wicked? I’m truly not very accustomed to this!

Is he trying to infuriate the Emperor and the Empress Dowager to the point where they can’t even vomit blood? Also, letting them know who is blocking them, yet they can’t grasp any evidence?!

"Yes, my lord."

However, there’s no denying that this idea is indeed brilliant.

In this way, the Emperor and the Empress Dowager would probably become even more desperate to deal with his lord, thus revealing more flaws.

"Brother Molian, aren’t you afraid that those two would make a desperate move?" After Zhe Jue had left, Lin Caisang raised her head and asked Sui Zimo.

"Are you afraid?"

Sui Zimo asked in return.

Upon hearing this, Lin Caisang merely arched her eyebrows.

Was she afraid? Fearing they wouldn’t provoke her so she couldn’t unleash her poison?

"I fear they won’t dare to provoke me."

After all, she and Sui Zimo were different. A poisoner is an invisible assassin, capable of killing the opponent without them even realizing how they died.

The Emperor and the Empress Dowager surely understand this point. Provoke her?

If they were a bit smarter, they would rather provoke Sui Zimo directly than trouble her too much.

"Heh."

Sui Zimo chuckled lightly, got up, and walked to her side, watching as she handled the medicinal herbs.

"How much longer?"

"Not much longer."

Lin Caisang lowered her head to look at the medicinal herbs at hand.