The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1323: Where’s Your Face?

Chapter 1323: Chapter 1323: Where’s Your Face?

He took a deep breath and looked at Sui Zimo.

"Zimo," said Prince Mo, "there must be some misunderstanding here. Perhaps these people were instigated by someone. After I interrogate them one by one, I will speak with you again. How does that sound?"

At this moment, he could not afford to be angry with Sui Zimo; otherwise, he would surely doom himself!

"No way."

Sui Zimo would not give him the chance to get out of it.

"Uncle, I heard directly from the guards in your mansion that it was Princess Consort Yi who sent them to assassinate me. Everyone around me can bear witness. Do you have anything to say about this, Uncle?" asked Sui Zimo.

"This..."

"Sui Zimo, you’re speaking nonsense. I never said that Princess Consort Yi sent us to assassinate you. I only said she sent us to Prince Mo’s Mansion!"

Just as Prince Yi was about to speak, a bound guard spoke faster than him, not giving him the chance to stop him.

Prince Yi: "..."

Could he just kill this fool right away?!

"Princess Consort Yi sends you in the night, and it’s not to assassinate me? Who would believe such a claim?" Sui Zimo sneered in retort.

"Why not believe it?"

Seeing Sui Zimo’s disbelief, the black-clad guard yelled even louder.

"The master sent us to Prince Mo, merely to find the Fifth Young Master. How could it possibly be to assassinate you? Who do you think you are that my master would want to kill you?"

Prince Yi: "!!!"

What a fool! Why would he ever send such a guard to carry out a task?

He must have been blind!

The audience of onlookers: "!!!"

Just a moment ago, Prince Yi was claiming to know nothing, and now his own guard had betrayed his master.

What a perfect face-slapping moment!

Sui Zimo lowered his head, a faint, almost invisible smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Good, very good."

The next moment, he raised his head to look at Prince Yi again.

"Uncle, from what you’re saying, these people were truly sent by you to my mansion, huh?"

"This..."

At this moment, Prince Yi’s face was full of embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

"Zimo, I was merely worried about Wu’er, and that’s why I did such a foolish thing. I hope you can..."

"Sui Zimo, are you saying my Wu’er isn’t in your mansion? You hide our child from Prince Yi’s Mansion, yet you can come here, to the front gate of Prince Yi’s Mansion, and talk so confidently. Where is your shame?"

A piercing voice cut off Prince Yi’s words.

The crowd turned towards the source of the voice and saw a woman burst out from the gates of Prince Yi’s Mansion and rush straight towards Sui Zimo.

And the guards beside Sui Zimo, as if they had expected this, immediately intercepted the woman.

"Sui Zimo, give me back my Wu’er, give him back to me!"

Princess Consort Yi, like a madwoman, waved her hands at Sui Zimo, her eyes bulging as if she wanted to devour him.

"What Wu’er? Auntie Wang, what does your child have to do with me?" Sui Zimo looked at her coldly and questioned her in return.

"What doesn’t it have to do with you? It was clearly you who took away my Wu’er. You, Sui Zimo! You heartless beast, even taking away such a small child. You will not die a good death!"

Princess Consort Yi cursed at Sui Zimo, as if she herself were a madwoman.

"The Fifth Young Master? Is that who Princess Consort Yi is referring to?"