The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1828: Almost Entirely Correct

Chapter 1828: Chapter 1828: Almost Entirely Correct

So, the cloaked figure took a piece of poisoned clothing, mistaking it for a treasure, and just gave it to him?

Or did the cloaked figure know all along that it was a piece of poisoned clothing and deliberately used it to harm him?

He felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

Every time the cloaked figure came to the palace, when was he not arrogant and haughty? When had he ever given him anything, except for this one time?

And yet, just this one time, it caused him such indescribable suffering.

"Where is the antidote then?" he asked immediately.

"Antidote, what antidote?"

Sui Zimo countered with a question, his eyes filled with even more confusion.

"When Miss Lin gifted the Ice Silkworm Garment to me, she never mentioned that an antidote was needed."

The Emperor: "..."

This Sui Zimo, even at a time like this, was still putting on an act for him!

"How can there be no... no antidote, Zimo? I am your Emperor, your father. Do you truly wish to just watch me die?"

He questioned Sui Zimo.

"I wouldn’t dare."

Sui Zimo answered immediately.

Although his words expressed hesitation, the tone did not carry a hint of genuine fear.

"I truly have no antidote here. The Ice Silkworm Garment is intended to suppress the poison within my body. Naturally, it does not require any antidote."

Hearing his words, the Emperor was left with nothing more to say.

Indeed, he felt that perhaps what Sui Zimo said held some truth, that there might be no antidote in Sui Zimo’s possession.

"Where is Miss Lin at this moment, then?" he inquired.

"The last time I saw Miss Lin, she mentioned that you had decreed her to go to Prince Mo’s Mansion, intending to exchange her for a Commandery Princess with Liang Kingdom. She thought it was better for her to seek the cure herself rather than having you arrange the exchange, and so, she has already set off for Jianan City in Liang Kingdom," Sui Zimo replied.

How could he possibly let his dear Sang’er enter the palace?

If the Emperor wished to sever his own arm and send Sang’er to Liang Kingdom in exchange, then let him suffer the consequences and lie in bed.

"You—"

If it weren’t for the fact that he was utterly unable to rise, the Emperor would have surely taken a knife and plunged it into Sui Zimo’s chest by now.

He didn’t believe for a second that the female healer had really left; she must still be hidden somewhere in Prince Mo’s Mansion.

However, now he was in a passive position, unable to confront Sui Zimo head-on, and even less able to send people to barge into Prince Mo’s Mansion and drag the healer into the palace.

Thus, he had no choice but to exhort Sui Zimo with kind words.

"Zimo, I know that all these years, I have neglected you, but I truly had no choice. After all, I do not make the decisions alone in this world. Even if you hate me in your heart, you must not desire my demise!"

After uttering this long string of words, he felt as though his life had been drained by half.

But he still had to speak.

"Ultimately, I am still your father, the Emperor. Now that I’ve been poisoned, and the poison is related to you, you cannot simply ignore it, can you? Listen to me, go and find Miss Lin and have her cure me.

I promise you, if the poison in my body is cured, I will tell you anything you want to know."

"Heh."

Sui Zimo gave a cold laugh.

"Father, what are you talking about? What could I possibly want to know?"

What he wanted to know was exactly those matters, and he had already guessed them almost perfectly.

Besides, he certainly didn’t feel that the Emperor before him knew more than he did. Perhaps he didn’t even know what the person he incessantly referred to as his master looked like or what their name was, right?