The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1909: Smother You Directly!

Chapter 1909: Chapter 1909: Smother You Directly!

That throne should have been his, everyone should be bowing to him, asking after his welfare!

It was clearly his, but now it’s all become Sui Zilin’s.

His original plan had been so perfect, Sui Zilin should have been trapped in Sui Commandery and never able to return. Why was he able to come back?

It was all because of the Empress Dowager, this cursed old crone. She ruined his perfect plan!

He hated that he couldn’t just reach out his hand and strangle this biased old woman to death!

Yet, frustratingly, for the sake of his own life, he had to endure, not making a single move, watching helplessly as the throne that should have belonged to him became that idiot Sui Zilin’s!

Sui Zilin, what kind of dumb luck had that fellow stumbled upon?

With a resentful gaze, he kept watching the Empress Dowager, scheming in his heart about what to do.

Staying in Shaohua City as an idle prince, residing under Sui Zilin—it was simply inconceivable. Who knew whether Sui Zilin would strike against him?

So, he should leave Shaohua City and go to his own fiefdom. That way, there might still be a chance to take back the throne!

"Imperial Grandmother, I will stay here with Father. You are advanced in years, so why don’t you go back and rest first? Mother can also go back to rest," he said to the Empress Dowager and the Empress.

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager cast a sideways glance at Sui Zijin.

Of course, she did not dislike this grandson, but he had such a mother and had previously attempted to harm Sui Zilin, so she remained on guard against him.

But now, the grand situation of Wei State was settled, and even if Sui Zijin wanted to do anything, it was too late.

She decided to accompany him to watch over the Emperor.

"That would be good. Jin’er, if anything happens here with your Father, you must immediately inform me and your Mother," she instructed Sui Zijin and then left with the Empress and a whole procession of concubines and princes.

Watching the crowd leave like a flowing stream, he then turned his gaze toward the man on the bed, his father, the Emperor.

"Tell me, how could you be so foolish?"

He slowly approached the Emperor, then sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him with an eerie glare.

"Knowing full well that Zimo is not someone to be trifled with, why did you insist on provoking him? What good was there in provoking him? He took a wife, so what? You, an old man not far from death, still don’t know how to behave?

Now look at what a state you’ve put yourself in, dragging my rightful throne along with you, handing it to Sui Zilin.

Are you pleased with yourself, happy now?"

The Emperor, with his dull grey eyes, just watched Sui Zijin, his heart filled with a thousand frustrations and ten thousand hates, yet he couldn’t curse them out loud.

What is it now, even his most favored son dares to reproach him, doesn’t he?

Didn’t they realize that without him, there would be no ’them’ at all?

Forget being an emperor, even a prince’s seat would be wishful thinking!

"Ah, ah, ah."

He could only make ’eeh eeh ahh ahh’ noises toward Sui Zijin.

"Shut your mouth!"

Seeing him like this, Sui Zijin snapped irritably.

"What do you want now? The power has long since fallen into the hands of Zimo and Sui Zilin. You do not even know how to stay in your place, you old thing. I just wish... I could smother you to death!"

He meant what he said; he truly wanted to smother this man who had led him into such a dire predicament.

"Hm!"

The Emperor looked at him in shock upon hearing his words.