The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1622: Aren’t you staying?

Chapter 1622: Chapter 1622: Aren’t you staying?

"Uh."

Princess Consort Lian was choked by the emperor’s words.

"You are giving Sui Zimo an opportunity to hold sway over me, and it wasn’t even Sui Zimo who asked for it—it was you—you eagerly delivered it to his doorstep!

Do you realize how foolish that is? How utterly foolish! Huh!!!"

The emperor continued, growing more furious and frustrated as he spoke.

He had once thought this woman was clever, as she knew her place in the harem.

Even though she was not favored much, he hadn’t forgotten her. After all, they had a son together, they had Zimo.

Little did he know that this woman could be so utterly foolish.

To think she wanted to send Jin’er into Prince Mo’s Mansion to meet his death!

To meet his death!

Isn’t that just like sending him to his doom? Sui Zimo must be searching for a reason to deal with him, the emperor, right now, isn’t he?

Yet this woman wants to eagerly send Jin’er over to him!

Princess Consort Lian was frightened by the emperor’s bellowing, her hand raised to cover her chest, cold sweat on her forehead, swallowing hard.

"This... Your Majesty, I have only just sent someone; it’s still possible to catch up," she said hastily.

Chastened by the emperor’s scolding, she regained her senses.

Yes, what kind of person was Zimo? He was like a lion feigning sleep, ready to pounce and bite them to death at any moment!

Sending her son to him at this time was definitely not a good idea.

How could she not have thought of this before? She was so foolish!

"Then hurry up and send someone to intercept!" the emperor shouted at her again.

He had never seen such a foolish woman!

The Empress, although recently behaving recklessly, had acted out because her son was demoted.

But she had not sent her son into the enemy’s hands, nor had she done anything utterly unconscionable.

And, having been neglected by him for a while, she knew her mistake, knew to coax the emperor, and was somewhat redeemable.

But this woman before him...

"Yes, I will send someone immediately to intercept," she said.

Princess Consort Lian hurriedly went outside and called a maid over, instructing her to stop the nanny she had previously sent out of the palace.

However, by the time she had finally given the order and sighed in relief, she turned around.

She saw the emperor had already strode past her, heading outside.

"Your Majesty, are you... are you not staying?" she asked urgently.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I will not stay," the emperor said coldly, flicking his sleeve at her before departing.

Where would he find the desire to stay and watch this foolish woman? She was an eyesore; he would rather return to his study.

Princess Consort Lian watched the emperor leave in the sedan chair, her face full of grievance.

At this moment, she truly wished she could wrench Zimo’s head from his neck!

"Zimo, you just wait for me!" she fumed inwardly.

If it weren’t for Zimo poisoning her Jin’er, none of this would have happened, and the emperor wouldn’t be angry with her.

All of this was because of Zimo!

This calamity—she should not have spared him in the first place. She should have strangled him outright!

She truly didn’t understand why the emperor would bring back such a disaster like Zimo, and after losing track of him for so many years, even went to the trouble of bringing him back.

Wasn’t that just making trouble for himself? Ever since Zimo had returned, who in the palace could live peacefully? Everyone was disturbed by Zimo’s meddling, not a single peaceful day remained.