The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1906: Willing to Take a Bet

Chapter 1906: Chapter 1906: Willing to Take a Bet

Prince Yi regained his senses from the shock and barely managed to counter Zhen Wu’s lethal move, but he ultimately failed to dodge it completely, and was struck in the chest with a palm.

"You... all of you..."

He staggered back a few steps, looking at Zhen Wu in shock.

Why?

Why even a guard beside Zimo, had skills superior to his?

What exactly was going on? Could it be that there were people from the Illusion Continent around Zimo, helping him?

Impossible, that couldn’t be.

If this were true, Zimo would have returned to the Illusion Continent long ago. Why would he still stay in this place?

"Zimo, you..."

Just as he was about to say something, he realized that Zhen Wu simply didn’t allow him to speak. After one move, another strike was directly aimed at his face, each move giving him a sense of inevitability.

At that moment in Prince Yi’s Mansion, all the mansion guards had already been subdued.

"My Lord, I have not found the Princess Consort Yi," Jiang Zuo approached from the other side and spoke to Zimo.

"In times of great peril, everyone flees."

Zimo looked towards Prince Yi and remarked.

Princess Consort Yi was never a clever person, but even the least clever person knew when to flee.

Now that the political situation had changed, everyone had already decided whom to align with, and Princess Consort Yi, hailing from the Illusion Continent, was surely more aware of this than Prince Yi.

Moreover, Princess Consort Yi held a different status from Prince Yi.

One came from the Illusion Continent and was originally subordinate to some people, and when it came to her identity here, she could afford to give it up whenever she wanted.

But what about Prince Yi?

He had been operating under the emperor’s watchful eye in Wei State for so many years; how could he bear to give up so easily?

He must be thinking that no matter whether it was he, Zimo, the Empress Dowager, the Empress, or others, everyone had already discarded him and Prince Yi’s Mansion.

Therefore, he would choose to take a risk.

Or perhaps, he would find himself unable to make a clear decision between advance and retreat, leading to his ultimate dilemma.

"My Lord, shall we go after them?" Jiang Zuo asked him.

"No need."

Zimo shook his head.

It’s just a minor character, not worth the chase.

"You all, clean up these people here."

Having said that, he disappeared in a flash.

Although there were many tasks to be occupied with today, the most important was his Sang’er. From now on, she was his wife.

On their wedding night, how could he let his wife wait too long?

...

In Prince Mo’s Mansion.

The servants were bustling in and out, seemingly busy with many tasks.

In the bridal room, however, Lin Caisang was sitting at the table, resting her chin on one hand, deep in... daydreaming.

"What are you thinking about?"

As Zimo entered, he saw the young girl in a bright red bridal gown, pondering something.

From behind, he stretched out his hand to pull the young girl into his arms and gently asked.

"Back already?"

Only then did Lin Caisang snap back to reality and noticed his return.

"Not thinking about anything, just... marveling at how wondrous life is."

"Hmm?"

Hearing her words, Zimo raised his eyebrows.

"Life... how wondrous indeed?"

He shifted his hands, changing his position, and directly lifted her in a horizontal carry to a nearby dressing table.

While removing the phoenix crown from her head, he asked.

"Just feeling that it’s quite wonderful," Lin Caisang shrugged and said.