The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1868: Preventing the Holy Finger from Descending!

Chapter 1868: Chapter 1868: Preventing the Holy Finger from Descending!

"My lord, things are not good."

"What’s the matter?"

Zimo furrowed his brows.

Did they not know today was the rightful day to welcome Sang’er into the mansion? How could they say something as bad as ’things are not good’?

"A message from the palace has arrived; the emperor has encountered another cloaked figure..."

"Hmm?"

Zhe Jue had not yet finished speaking when Lin Caisang interrupted him.

How many cloaked figures were there, exactly? Killing one only to have another appear—would this never end?

She figured it out; these cloaked figures were just like the fleas someone kept around, easy to breed more after killing a few.

"What are they secretly plotting now?" she asked.

"This..."

Zhe Jue glanced awkwardly at his lady and then turned his gaze to his lord.

"My lord, the message from the palace states that the cloaked figures want to take our lady... to the palace to become the emperor’s consort," he said somberly.

"Damn it!"

Before Zimo could explode in anger, Lin Caisang couldn’t help but curse.

That vile old man, how dare he even think about dragging her into the palace to make her his consort!

Is he not afraid that she might sprinkle poison and end all their lives?

"Was this the cloaked figure’s idea?"

Zimo took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to storm the palace and eradicate those people, and asked.

"Yes, it was the cloaked figure’s idea," Zhe Jue nodded.

But he couldn’t understand what this cloaked figure intended. Was he senseless?

Who in Shaohua City did not know Miss Lin’s current status as an unimportant wild Commandery Princess, yet they proposed to make her an imperial consort!

"My lord, the imperial decree will soon arrive; how should we prepare?" he asked.

"Then ensure the decree does not arrive!" Zimo commanded resolutely.

They dared to encroach on his territory, these palace people were indeed becoming more capable.

"Furthermore, keep a watch on the cloaked figures for me; capture them immediately if they appear."

Upon hearing this, Zhe Jue immediately responded.

"Yes."

The people in the palace who dared to plot at Prince Mo’s Mansion indeed needed to be taught a lesson, lest they forget who the true power was.

"Wait."

He was leaving, but Lin Caisang stopped him.

"Madam, do you have any further instructions?" asked Zhe Jue, turning back around.

"Send someone to the empress’s palace to relay a message, telling her to stay put for now, and also to the National Teacher’s residence," Lin Caisang instructed.

"Sang’er, do you mean to say..."

Hearing his Sang’er’s words, Zimo’s eyes sharpened.

Had the empress been discovered by the emperor and then found out by the cloaked figure, leading to this plot?

"We must be cautious, Brother Molian. This cloaked figure is likely not as simple as we thought," Lin Caisang told him.

She always felt that this cloaked figure’s visit was not solely to deal with Brother Molian but also aimed to involve her, or perhaps the cloaked figure knew she was not just a mere wild Commandery Princess.

Otherwise, he would not have proposed to the emperor to make her a consort.

"Hmm."

Zimo nodded.

...

An hour later, the eunuch who had left the palace with the imperial decree was thrown back inside, together with the decree.

And what alarmed the emperor was that the eunuch was directly tossed into his bedchamber, frightening the recently bereaved Wan’er into fainting.