The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 835 Disappointed the Queen Mother_1

Chapter 835: Chapter 835 Disappointed the Queen Mother_1

"Yes, Your Highness."

The nanny immediately led a group of people out, but Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu, who had entered with Ya Molian, had no intention of leaving.

"Mo’er, I have something to tell you."

Princess Consort Lian glanced at them, hinting at Ya Molian.

"Hmm, please speak, Mother Consort," Ya Molian said, looking at her.

Princess Consort Lian: "..."

With Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu present, how was she supposed to speak?

"You should ask them to leave first."

"Mother Consort, Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu are here solely to ensure my safety, as you well know. My health is frail, and I can fall ill at any moment; without them, I won’t be able to talk at ease with you."

Ya Molian rested one hand on the chair arm, his fingers rhythmically tapping it, but the words he spoke struck Princess Consort Lian to the core.

She clenched her teeth.

What did he mean by protecting his safety if not that he knew about her previous attempt to poison him?

It seemed that the rift between her and her son had truly become irreparable. Yet the act must go on, mustn’t it? Otherwise, what would she report to the emperor?

"There is no need to mind them, Mother Consort. Just say whatever you want to tell me directly."

As Princess Consort Lian was contemplating how to bring up the matter of Sui Zilin to Ya Molian, he spoke again.

"Mo’er, your father emperor mentioned to me yesterday that you brought a girl into the mansion. Is she still there? It’s rare for your mother consort to visit; why didn’t you bring her to meet me too?"

Her stiff face managed to muster a smile as she addressed Ya Molian.

"Father emperor certainly is well-informed," he said with a cold glance at Princess Consort Lian, his thin lips curling into a sardonic smile.

"She has her own home to return to. She left yesterday afternoon, I’m afraid you won’t be able to meet her, which is disappointing."

"Ah."

The softened expression on Princess Consort Lian’s face tensed once again.

Her son’s wariness towards her was growing stronger by the day, and she couldn’t understand what kind of extraordinary person at Zimo’s side had informed him that she had poisoned him.

"It’s alright if I can’t meet her now. There will be other opportunities. Mo’er, tell your mother consort, what family is the girl you fancy from? Allow me to inquire for you. You aren’t getting any younger, and it’s time to ask your father emperor for a marriage proposal," she asked.

"This matter doesn’t require Mother Consort’s worry. I will arrange my own marriage affairs, and there’s no need for worry from father emperor," Ya Molian flatly rejected her offer.

Heh, tell them where Sang’er lives so they can use her to threaten him?

A fine plan indeed, but sadly, it’s too optimistic!

"Since you didn’t raise me by your side from the start, it means you didn’t acknowledge me as your son. So, why bother feigning affection now, Mother Consort? You came to Prince Mo’s Mansion for a reason, let’s hear it straightforwardly."

"This..."

With things having reached this point, what else could Princess Consort Lian say? She was left without words.

Indeed, ever since her son had left Shaohua City, she had never thought of him unless it was to use him to pave the way for her younger son.

"Mo’er, your mother consort didn’t know you would think like this. Alas, it’s my fault for not insisting that you stay in the palace with your father emperor. Do you... resent your mother consort now?"