The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 985 Are You Tired of Living?!

Chapter 985: Chapter 985 Are You Tired of Living?!

"National Teacher, as the truth of the matter remains unclear, would it be better for you to first return home and take care of Young Master Suri’s funeral affairs before we proceed?" he asked.

Hearing this, Suyang turned his head to look at the Emperor and scoffed.

"Your Majesty, even if the truth has not been fully revealed, the fact that His Highness Prince Lin took a knife and killed my son was witnessed by everyone. Isn’t that alone sufficient to have His Highness Prince Lin thrown into the dungeon?"

He asked coldly.

So, does the murderer wish to return to his own mansion, to live comfortably and be well-fed?

That would depend on whether I allow it or not!

"Could it be that Your Majesty feels the death of my son means nothing, as if he died in vain?"

"Suyang, you bastard, what nonsense are you spouting? I am a prince, do you dare let my imperial father imprison someone? Are you tired of living?!" Upon hearing that he was to be thrown into the dungeon, Sui Zilin became furious, stomping his foot and attempting to charge at Suyang.

Unfortunately, being restrained by the guards, he could do nothing.

’Smack!’

Another slap landed on his face.

This time, it was the Emperor personally stepping forward to chastise this son who failed to recognize the gravity of the situation.

"Clear your mind, you! Not only have you failed to reflect on your mistakes, but you also cause a disturbance here; it’s utterly nonsensical. Guards, take Prince Lin to the dungeon for introspection!"

He ordered the guards.

Originally, he had planned to have Wei Zilin taken back to Prince Lin’s Mansion to be guarded, but seeing the expression on Suyang’s face, he realized that was impossible. He wasn’t ready to completely fall out with the National Teacher, so he had to make Lin’er suffer for now.

"Introspection?"

Suyang muttered these words and sneered.

How aptly used, these words. Introspection, as if Sui Zilin killing his son was just a trivial matter?

"Imperial Father, your son refuses to go, I won’t go to the dungeon, Empress Mother, save me, save your son! Let Sui Zimo be sent to the dungeon, it’s his fault for not stopping me, everything is his fault!"

Sui Zilin, terrified, cried out to the Emperor and the Empress, pushing all the blame onto Ya Molian.

"Sui Zimo, you wretch born from a hag, you are utterly malicious. It was you, wasn’t it? You’re jealous because I am better than you and you seek to ruin me."

Being escorted away by the guards, as he passed by Ya Molian, who showed no expression, he glared venomously at her.

"Sui Zimo..."

"Scram!"

Ya Molian had no desire to even glance at Sui Zilin at this moment.

If Sang’er were to be harmed in the slightest, he would not spare this fool. He would ensure that he would not wish to live yet could not die!

In fact, he intended to make Sui Zilin’s life a living hell from now on!

"You—"

The Empress, heartbroken to see her son being taken away, was angered by the word uttered by Ya Molian, clenching her teeth.

"Empress, your strategy of deflecting catastrophe elsewhere is indeed exquisite. What, am I not your birth son so you can use me to take the blame for your own son?"

Ya Molian did not intend to spare the Empress and coldly questioned her.

"When did I ask you to take the blame for my son? It was clearly you who..." framed my son!

The Empress dared not continue, but in her heart, she knew her son would not kill the useless Suri without cause.

Killing him brought no benefits but would instead have put them at odds with the National Teacher.