His desire to return to the city was inevitable.
The Elder Princess looked at Lin Caisang and asked softly.
She had wanted to stay at the hunting grounds for a few more days to talk more with her daughter. So, they were going back to the city already?
The more she interacted with this child, the less she could bear to let her go.
"Then, Miss Lin, will you come by again?" she asked.
She knew all too well that Lin Caisang had already prepared the medicine for Feng’er, and his bone injury had been entrusted to the imperial physicians in the palace. There really was no need for her to keep coming and going.
"I’ll come a few more times, but there are some matters at home these days that I need to rush back and check on," Lin Caisang said.
The autum imperial examination was imminent, and she had some arrangements to make for Lin Changfeng. And as for Brother Molian, although it wasn’t time yet, he might leave at any moment. With a place like White Blind Mountain, she didn’t feel at ease without making some preparations.
"Indeed, Miss Lin should also go home and have a look,"
The Elder Princess nodded. This child was still so young; always being away from home, how could her family bear it?
Meanwhile, at Prince Mo’s Mansion.
Early in the morning, Princess Consort Lian left the imperial palace and entered Prince Mo’s Mansion under the watchful eyes of the common people.
Ya Molian had received the message from the eunuch sent by the Emperor early on, but even so, he made no plans to come out and welcome Princess Consort Lian.
Looking at the empty entrance of Prince Mo’s Mansion, greeted only by Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu, the color of Princess Consort Lian’s face changed dramatically, like a kaleidoscope, very remarkable. However, for the sake of the task assigned by the Emperor, and for her own sake, she had to swallow her anger and proceed into Prince Mo’s Mansion with a group of palace maids.
All the way in, Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu led Princess Consort Lian to the front hall of the mansion. After seating her and serving tea, that was it; there was no "after" to be had.
Aside from Princess Consort Lian’s own entourage, there was not a single other soul in the front hall.
"Your Highness, this Prince Mo..."
The nanny who had accompanied Princess Consort Lian could not help but feel secretly indignant at the scene.
Even if Prince Mo was at odds with Her Highness, he should not disregard his own birth mother’s dignity . If Princess Consort Lian lost face, how could he, Prince Mo, come out unscathed?
Princess Consort Lian sternly rebuked the nanny.
Sui Zimo’s nature was always aloof, and after many years away, he had even less affection for her, his birth mother.
What’s more, over two years ago, in an attempt to regain the Emperor’s attention, she had poisoned the pastries sent to Sui Zimo. This act must have severed the last thread of affection Sui Zimo had for her in his heart.
However, she couldn’t understand how that poison had been so surreptitiously applied, and the Emperor had assured her it wouldn’t be detected by Sui Zimo.
Why, then, did Sui Zimo know that she had poisoned him?
If she had come with a purpose, then waiting was all there was to do.
Her son wouldn’t make his mother, the Princess Consort, wait too long, after all, their relationship was well established.
After about half an hour, Ya Molian finally strolled in leisurely from outside. Upon seeing Princess Consort Lian sitting in a dignified manner, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"This son was unaware of mother’s arrival and failed to greet you. I beg mother’s forgiveness," he said.
He took a seat on a chair nearby, his gaze unashamedly resting on Princess Consort Lian.
Hearing this, Princess Consort Lian took a deep breath, nearly grinding her teeth to dust. She looked up at the people in the room and waved her hand.
"Her Majesty has matters to discuss with Prince Mo, all of you may leave."