The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1603: Yes, It’s Time to Send Someone

Chapter 1603: Chapter 1603: Yes, It’s Time to Send Someone

"It’s neither."

Zhe Jue shook his head, looking somewhat embarrassedly at his own lord.

"The emperor has pushed all the blame for Prince Jin’s poisoning onto the empress."

In other words, the emperor had pinned all the doings, including sending someone to Prince Mo’s Mansion to poison Lin Caisang and seduce Zimo, onto the empress, claiming it was for revenge for Sui Zilin.

And it was because of this that Zijin had been poisoned, for the people of Prince Mo’s Mansion thought it was the emperor’s doing and thus targeted Zijin.

This was Prince Mo’s Mansion’s revenge against the emperor!

"Heh."

Zimo truly laughed out loud.

Emperor of Wei, oh Emperor of Wei, you really do lack any sentiment, don’t you?

The woman who was once the apple of your eye, whom you couldn’t wait to declare to all women under the heavens, just like this, you’veBetrayed her?

For yourself, what is there that you aren’t willing to sacrifice?

"If that’s how it is, then... let it be so."

Let Princess Consort Lian make a fuss; the more lively it is in the palace, the better for us, right?

"My lord, it seems that lately the emperor has visited the empress’s palace a few times," Zhe Jue pondered, then decided to bring up the matter.

"Hmm?"

Zimo was puzzled.

"Explain clearly."

"It’s like this," Zhe Jue said, "according to... the news that has come through, the empress met with the emperor in the Imperial Garden, and somehow, that day the emperor ended up following the empress confusedly.

Even though Princess Consort Lian tried all she could, she couldn’t lure the emperor out of the empress’s palace. Since then, the emperor has made a few more trips to the empress’s palace.

But I don’t understand, if the emperor has been going to the empress’s palace, why would he then blame the poisoning of Zijin on her?

Moreover, according to the news from the palace, it seems like the empress did not refute the accusations of her involvement in the poisoning of Zijin."

Upon hearing this, Zimo raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It seems the empress isn’t a fool after all."

His thin lips slightly curled, his gaze lingering into the distance.

"Do you mean, my lord, that the empress is showing goodwill toward us?" Zhe Jue asked uncertainly, cautiously probing.

His lord had caused the empress’s son to be sent to that remote and desolate place, and now the empress was thinking of cooperating with them? Had her head been caught in a door?

This can’t be real, can it?

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend, isn’t it?" Zimo uttered the phrase indifferently.

The empress was now trapped in a dead end; if she didn’t make up her mind to forge a new path for herself, she might as well wait to die in a cold palace.

And her son would never think of returning from that place ever again.

Therefore, the empress was seeking a way out for herself.

Moreover, she must have heard the news that he was not a royal offspring, right?

If he is not of royal descent, then there is no reason for him to contest the throne with Sui Zilin, and who exactly was behind the previous incidents, and who caused Sui Zilin to end up in such a miserable state.

After being neglected in her own palace for so many days, the empress’s mind must have sobered up, right?

"Wait for the news, will you; it will come."

He said.

"Yes, my lord," Zhe Jue responded.

Indeed, it will come; if the empress indeed intends to show good intentions toward Prince Mo’s Mansion, then why not make use of it?

"Then, my lord, shall we send someone to check on Prince Lin in Sui Commandery?" he asked.

"Send someone?"

Zimo pondered, then pondered some more.

"Hmm, we should send someone."