The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1827: Is There Poison on the Clothes?

Chapter 1827: Chapter 1827: Is There Poison on the Clothes?

But in the end, Prince Mo thought that he should bathe and change his clothes, cleansing away the impurities from his body before he could come to visit you in the palace. Your Majesty, please be patient for a moment longer, as Prince Mo should already be on his way here."

"He..."

Hearing this, the emperor felt a surge of vile breath caught in his throat. His body, already struggling due to the poisoning, almost suffocated.

"That scourge, that un... unfilial wretch!"

He was already poisoned, on the brink of death from the poison, and yet that scourge still had the leisure to bathe and change his clothes in his own mansion—was he celebrating the fact that the emperor had been poisoned?

If it weren’t for the fact that the emperor still needed the antidote from Sui Zimo to survive the poison, he would have ordered the execution of everyone in Prince Mo’s Mansion!

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. Prince Mo has... always been like this, and I am not surprised anymore," the empress said to soothe him.

Upon hearing this, the emperor took a deep breath.

Not surprised, if it had been like before, he too could have been not surprised, but now he was the one who had been poisoned, poisoned by Sui Zimo no less!

His only thought now was to force Sui Zimo to hand over the antidote and cure him of the poison!

"Did you... did you prepare the individuals I told you to?"

He looked at the empress, questioning.

The empress lowered her gaze, glanced at the emperor, and nodded.

"To answer Your Majesty, everyone is ready, including the family of Deputy Captain Jin."

"Good, that’s very good."

Knowing that the preparations were complete, the emperor let out a sigh of relief and then slowly closed his eyes, waiting for Sui Zimo to enter the palace.

...

After another hour and a half, Sui Zimo finally arrived at the palace in his carriage, leisurely entering the emperor’s sleeping quarters.

"Father Emperor, what’s wrong, have you fallen ill?"

Upon seeing the emperor, Zimo skipped any formalities and directly asked.

The emperor was so infuriated, yet he had to suppress his anger.

"Zimo, I... I want to ask you, some days ago someone presented to me a garment made of ice silk. I heard recently that this garment came from your Prince Mo’s Mansion. Is this true?"

Having seen Zimo, the emperor mustered all his strength to ask a long string of questions.

"Ice silk garment?"

Zimo smiled lightly.

"Indeed, I have lost a garment made of ice silk some days ago, but I didn’t know it had been presented to the palace. Father Emperor, are you suggesting that garment now resides with you?"

He feigned ignorance as he questioned the emperor.

"You—"

What could the emperor reply? After "You," he could say no more, and his entire face turned red.

"I don’t care how the garment came into my hands. I only ask you, is there poison on this garment?"

He was certain that his poisoning was because of wearing this garment!

"Poison? How could that be?"

Zimo looked at the emperor with a face full of surprise, his eyes expressing utter confusion.

"Father Emperor, that ice silk garment was specially made for me by Miss Lin. It is said that while she was raising the ice silkworms, she fed them countless poisons and antidotes to allow the silkworms to spin silk that contains something capable of restraining the poison within my body. Could it be that this is the poison?"

His words almost infuriated the emperor to death.

If not poison, what else could suppress the poison in Zimo’s body?

It was a case of using poison against poison, and even a fool could understand that now.