The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 840: Stop Her, Are You Looking to Die?_1

Chapter 840: Chapter 840: Stop Her, Are You Looking to Die?_1

He had realized that the emperor was determined this time, insisting on having a female doctor accompany Prince Mo to White Blind Mountain. If she refused, who knew what the emperor might do?

What he could not understand, however, was why Zimo would suddenly suggest taking the female doctor from his mansion to White Blind Mountain with him. Weren’t there skilled physicians around Zimo already, not to mention, the one who had treated his son’s poisoning was a woman! Could it be that Zimo intended to take the female doctor for his own use?

If that was indeed the case, things would become complicated. Did the emperor not consider the implications of Zimo’s actions?

With this thought, Suyang chuckled disdainfully and shook his head.

At this moment, the emperor’s mind was preoccupied with his foolish son, Sui Zilin; how could he think of anything else?

Even if he expressed his suspicions to the emperor, he would only be regarded as overthinking things and would feel as though he was trying to defy the imperial decree for the sake of his own son.

With that being the case, he had nothing more to say.

"Prepare for it," he said to Steward Xin.

"My lord, this matter... must absolutely not be taken lightly. Prince Mo is cruel and bloodthirsty; if the young master travels with him, I fear for his safety... My lord, you must consider the young master’s safety," Steward Xin implored his master.

Back then, wasn’t it because of a word from his master that Prince Mo, at such a young age, was cast out to fend for himself? Now that Prince Mo had gained power, how could his master place the young master into Prince Mo’s hands?

Regardless of whether Prince Mo was truly cruel and bloodthirsty, just for the sake of avenging an old grudge, Prince Mo would not let the young master off easily, would he?

Hearing this, Suyang took a deep breath.

How could he not have thought of this reason? But what could he do when the emperor’s decree was imposed upon him? Even if he wanted to resist, how could he possibly do so?

After all, he was a subject. Over the years, he had gained his current status only because of the emperor’s favoritism.

"When the time comes, you will accompany the young master and ensure his safety," he said.

Having said this, he strode into the mansion.

...

Two days later, in the Golden Bead space, Lin Caisang had sorted all the ice silkworm threads into silk and placed them together with the White Spider silk.

However, this sorting made her realize something; neither the ice silkworm silk nor the White Spider silk could be woven into fabric first, then made into clothes.

Merely cutting the ends of the ice silkworm silk had broken her scissors and required frequent sharpening before she could process the ice silkworm cocoons into silk thread.

If she wove the two types of silk threads into fabric first, she truly did not know what kind of blade would cut the fabric to sew into clothes. Hence, she had come up with the only solution: to weave the threads directly into garments.

So early in the morning, she appeared at the gate of Prince Mo’s Mansion in Shaohua City, proceeding inside without having the guard announce her arrival.

Seeing her, one of the guards moved to intercept her but was pulled back by another.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Didn’t you see? That girl is about to barge into the mansion," said the restrained guard, questioning his colleague.

Was he the only one who had seen her? That couldn’t be right, could it?

"Are you stupid? That’s the girl whom our lord brought back last time. Stop her, and you’re asking for death," the other guard said irritably.

He had seen his lord leading the girl by the hand into Prince Mo’s Mansion. Now that she had donned ordinary clothes, had this naive young guard failed to recognize her?