The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1883: Trying on the Wedding Dress Daily

Chapter 1883: Chapter 1883: Trying on the Wedding Dress Daily

So, His Majesty probably wouldn’t take such a risk yet.

"Sang’er, let’s not worry about other matters, our wedding is set for five days from now. While we have some free time, let’s try on the bridal dress."

He suggested to Lin Caisang.

Lin Caisang: "..."

As the Commandery Princess of Liang, when she entered Shaohua City from outside, the bridal dress she wore was personally embroidered by her mother.

But the bridal dress for the wedding day, her Brother Molian insisted that she must not wear that one; he had to make one himself for her, of course, with a design she provided.

The two could be seen as collaborating.

But...

What she wanted to say was that she had already tried on that dress, hadn’t she? The size and everything were perfect and needed no alterations.

Why try it on again?

And...

The day before yesterday she tried it, yesterday she tried it, and today she tried it too!

She wanted to ask if they were going to try it again tomorrow, continuing every day until the wedding?

Her Brother Molian really left her speechless.

"Isn’t there a benevolent edict from the Empress Dowager saying that we need to pay homage to our ancestors tomorrow? Shouldn’t we prepare for that?"

She didn’t want to try on the bridal dress anymore, so she changed the subject and asked.

"Pay homage to the ancestors?"

Sui Zimo chuckled softly and lightly tapped the tip of her nose with his hand.

"Do the ancestors of the Sui Family need me to pay homage?"

The Empress Dowager’s benevolent edict was really something; wasn’t she afraid he’d go to the imperial mausoleum and tear it down?

"I actually wouldn’t mind tearing it apart to see what kinds of unspeakable treasures are hidden inside, and while I’m at it, take some home."

"I don’t want that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Caisang hurriedly said.

The things buried with the dead, who would want to bring any of those back? Not her!

If she really needed something, it would be something she earned with her own skills. She wouldn’t even think about those things of the dead.

"Brother Molian, let’s not think about those things. There is already plenty in Prince Mo’s Mansion." She said to him.

"Hmm."

Sui Zimo remembered that the little girl didn’t like to hear about such dark things and nodded.

"Let’s not talk about this. Let’s go try on the bridal dress."

With that, he took her hand and continued back to try on the bridal dress.

Lin Caisang: "..."

Could she skip it, do something else for a change? Why did it have to be trying on the bridal dress?

Could one really derive insight from trying on a bridal dress?

...

"Ah!"

Inside the iron prison, Old Five was still being interrogated.

The things that could be extracted from his mouth were almost all inquired into, and what should have been confessed had been confessed.

"Is there anything you haven’t confessed yet? Just get it all out," the guard said, looking at Old Five and asking one more time.

These past few days, their interrogations had left them nearly exhausted, and this man in the cloak, well, he was tortured... oh, not that, but rather tormented by their master’s wife until he became unrecognizable.

He was always just tied up, and they even forcibly fed him his meals, never missing a single one.

But he just looked so wretched, as if he had been starved for years, growing thinner by the day.

"I’ve already... said everything."

Old Five gasped, unable to hold up even his own head, truly longing for death.

But he couldn’t die yet, forced to live and suffer. These people wouldn’t let him die so easily; they still hoped to pry something more from him.

But truthfully, he had already said all he could, having confessed everything. What more did they want from him?

"You’ve said everything? How come we don’t believe you?" Not a bit did the guard believe the cloaked man’s words.