The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1292: It Looks Like I’ve Overthought It

Chapter 1292: Chapter 1292: It Looks Like I’ve Overthought It

All these were the ingredients she had listed according to the few antidotes that Sui Zimo had given her, but there were still several ingredients missing, and she did not know what they were at the moment, so she needed to study further.

"This antidote will take some time to research, not so fast, three to five months is an understatement."

She said.

"No matter how long, we have plenty of time," Sui Zimo said somewhat helplessly as he looked at her.

"You’ve been busy all day without any rest. I didn’t bring you to Prince Mo’s Mansion for you to work for me. Look at you with these herbs, you’re almost to the point of neglecting sleep and meals."

Of course, he wasn’t exaggerating at all. His little girl was great in every aspect, except that once she became busy, she would forget that there was such a thing as eating.

Upon hearing his words, Lin Caisang blinked her eyes and placed the herbs she was holding down, then she looked up at him.

"Really? Haven’t I been eating regularly? I don’t feel hungry at all."

As she spoke, she earnestly patted her own belly to show that she was not starving herself.

"Really?"

Sui Zimo lifted his hand even more helplessly and lightly tapped her nose.

"Then tell me, what did you have for lunch?"

"That..."

Well, this was awkward. She glanced out the door, then at Jiang Zuo, who had been standing by her side.

"What time is it now? Is it afternoon yet?"

Jiang Zuo: "..."

Madam, could you not ask your servant this question?

Honestly, even he wanted to say, Madam, your level of forgetfulness is unparalleled. You rely on Prince Mo to feed you, and you still manage to enjoy the meal, praising its deliciousness.

But, really, do you not feel at all that you’ve had lunch?

Having no other option, he could only nod at Lin Caisang to indicate that it was almost time for dinner, and it really was getting late.

After all, there had been turmoil all day in the palace due to Yin Baiqing, with the Emperor summoning one person after another, and with each summoning taking up time.

"Miss Lin, it’s almost dark outside, and Prince Mo has reserved a private room at Yunxiang Residence," he whispered.

"Oh."

Lin Caisang nodded in understanding.

"Alright then, let’s the four of us go have a meal first, then we can sort out these herbs when we get back."

As she spoke, she gathered the herbs into her golden bead storage space and prepared to leave.

Jiang Zuo: "..."

There seemed to be only three of them though!

And Madam, are you sure you want to bring your servant along when you go out to eat with Prince Mo?

He was afraid he would be killed by Prince Mo’s gaze, not to mention that he had other things to do as well. He wasn’t a person who lived only to eat, of course, not referring to his own Prince Mo, definitely not.

"Miss Lin, I will not go. There are matters in the mansion that need my attention," he said, watching as an unfriendly look shot towards him from Prince Mo.

Rushing, he shook his head at Lin Caisang and spoke.

"Really?"

Lin Caisang halted in her steps and turned to look at him.

"That’s fine, Brother Molian, then the three of us will go eat. I thought Jiang Zuo hadn’t seen Ziyou for a long time and would want to go out together. It seems I thought too much."

Jiang Zuo: "!!!""

At that moment, he was on the verge of tears.

Madam, is it right to trap your servant like this? At least clarify before he refuses. He thought that the fourth person Lin Caisang mentioned would include Zhong You.

Who could have guessed she meant Sui Ziyou? He cast a pitiful look at his own Prince Mo, wanting to ask: Is it too late to take back what I just said?