The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1859: How about doing a little more?

Chapter 1859: Chapter 1859: How about doing a little more?

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In Lin Caisang’s farm.

When Sui Zimo personally arrived, Zhe Jue had just received a secret letter from Shaohua City. He was on his way to meet his prince when his prince came to meet him face to face.

"My lord, something has happened."

He immediately approached Sui Zimo and spoke with a troubled expression.

"What is it?"

Sui Zimo asked.

In fact, whatever it was, it surely had to do with the Emperor of Wei.

If the Emperor didn’t stir up some trouble while he was away, that wouldn’t be the ruthlessly cruel Emperor of Wei.

"Sui Zilin, poisoned," Zhe Jue said to him.

"Dead?"

Sui Zimo inquired.

"Not dead, but not far from it. It’s a strange poison, incurable," Zhe Jue said.

That Emperor of Wei, truly capable, for the sake of the throne, even his own son, he could administer a lethal strike, a strange poison, and moreover one that was incurable. Was he not afraid of retribution?

However, losing a son, isn’t that retribution?

But such retribution, for the Emperor of Wei, probably did not bother him much, did it? After all, losing one son, he still had several more.

"If that’s the case, then let the one in the cold palace be poisoned with the same substance," Sui Zimo instructed.

"Princess Consort Lian?"

Zhe Jue’s eyes lit up upon hearing his lord’s instructions.

The Emperor of Wei had only two men who could be greatly trusted and entrusted with important tasks: Sui Zilin and Sui Zijin.

Now that Sui Zilin was poisoned and near death, the Emperor of Wei could only make extensive use of Sui Zijin.

But if...

If Sui Zijin’s mother, the princess consort, were also to be poisoned, with exactly the same poison as Sui Zilin, Sui Zijin would undoubtedly notice.

Could he remain unguarded with his own father, the Emperor, after his mother perished in his father’s schemes?

Even if Sui Zijin could ignore his mother’s plight, what about the Emperor of Wei? A man prone to suspicion, he would no longer trust his son Sui Zijin.

"What about the others..."

He felt that poisoning just the person in the cold palace seemed insufficient.

Having gone this far, perhaps he should go further.

"No need,"

Sui Zimo coldly overruled the suggestion.

"Is everything arranged for the journey?"

He inquired.

"All is well prepared, there will be no mistakes, my lord," Zhe Jue replied.

This was their lord’s lifelong matter; how could they, his subordinates, not ensure the safety of the main wife on her way to Shaohua City?

"My lord, do you wish to leave first, or what?" he asked.

"Someone will impersonate me to meet the bride at the border city; I will arrive at the border city one day earlier," Sui Zimo said.

In the end, he couldn’t rest easy with Sang’er alone; the journey certainly wouldn’t be peaceful. Even if the Emperor of Wei was declining in power, he would not let him marry the princess bride so easily.

Even if that princess bride was someone the Emperor of Wei himself disdained, he wouldn’t make it easy for him.

"Very well, my lord, I shall make the arrangements immediately," Zhe Jue promptly responded.

...

A dozen days later, within the imperial palace of Wei State.

Having finally gained control over state affairs, the Emperor, who was handling government affairs in the royal study, suddenly received an urgent report from Eunuch Gui that Princess Consort Lian in the cold palace had been poisoned.

"What did you say?!"

He slammed the memorandum on the desk and glared at Eunuch Gui.

"Poisoned, with what poison?"

He inquired.