Chapter 280 If the Heart Is Not Good, It Is Useless to Ask for Buddha

The court case was filled with confessions and evidence from Zhong Ke's investigation, all telling Wanyan Lin that Su Mianyue had done more for Ji Xun than he had done for him over the years.

In particular, the things that the Hengyuan did for Ji Xun made Wanyan Lin both resentful and jealous. So many gold and silver treasures were sent to Ji Xun to raise the army, including provisions and other military supplies.

Glancing at the evidence that had already been read, Wanyan Lin remained silent for a long time before asking coldly, "Are you sure there are no omissions in this evidence?"

"Your subordinates have personally verified that all the information given above is true." As for what he did not say, Zhong Ke did not report it, lest there was false news, which was the duty of the commander of the secret guard.

Waving to Zhong Ke, yan lin glanced in the direction of the imperial study, then got up and left Mental Cultivation Hall to ask xuezhu some key questions.

Ever since that night, Wanyan Lin had never seen snow bamboo, not even sending someone to comfort her.

Wanyan Lin knew about Xuezhu being blamed by Empress Dowager, but he was too lazy to care. He felt guilty about the unborn child instead of Xuezhu, who had plotted to become his woman.

After the miscarriage, she had never been properly treated. Besides, Xuezhu didn't care if his body would collapse. Not only did he not take the medicine, he also had no supplements to take. If it weren't for yin yuexin's intolerance of not being harsh on her diet, Snow bamboo only sleeps for about two hours a day. He spent the rest of his time copying scriptures and making small clothes for unborn children, afraid that he would fall down long ago.

At this moment, Xuezhu was copying the scriptures, and there was a basket of needles and thread in the corner of the desk.

With the sound of the emperor's arrival, Xuezhu's hand trembled and a drop of ink stained the paper. This scripture was considered invalid. Chuxia anxiously folded the discarded rice paper and threw it aside, then put new rice paper on it.

Chuchen wanted to remind Xuezhu to pick him up, but when he saw the flash of hatred in Xuezhu's eyes, he had to shut up. The big deal was to offend the emperor and be sent into a cold palace. Their masters and servants had already experienced it and were fearless.

When she stepped into the study, she saw Xuezhu writing intently. Although her snow-white skirt appeared empty on Xuezhu's body, it was still beautiful beyond compare. Perhaps it was Xuezhu's more elegant and proud temperament than han mei, or perhaps it was her slightly sickly face that added a touch of contradictory softness. Instead, yan lin blinked.

Then there was a deeper disgust.

He strode forward and, just as the two maids were about to salute, wan yanlin waved his hand and asked them to leave. Only then did he see clearly the scriptures that Xuezhu was copying and sneered, "If your heart is not good, no amount of scriptures can be touched by buddha."

"I don't want my child to be prosperous in the next life, I just want him to be peaceful in the whole life. If this wish is too much, then I beg him not to be reincarnated in the next life, so as not to suffer too much." Xuezhu replied, and his men were still writing carefully.

Raising his eyebrows, Wanyan Lin took Xuezhu's brush and planned to copy a few words to express his guilt for the child.

Xuezhu opened his mouth and did not say anything to stop him. Instead, he walked to the desk and picked up the sewing basket, ready to continue making clothes for the child, or to burn it with the scripture.

After Wanyan Lin wrote one, he put down the brush. The guilt in his heart seemed to relax because of this action, but he did not know that the one he wrote would only be torn by Xuezhu. A child who had never been expected to come to this world, Xuezhu did not believe that Wanyan Lin really wrote the scriptures for him.

"You've been with Mianyue for so long, helping her with her business, but do you know what businesses she owns in Imperial Capital and what forces she has to do with them?" When she came to Xuezhu and saw that she was making clothes, Wanyan Lin frowned unhappily.

According to the rules, unborn babies should not be clothed, and even royal heirs would not be valued.

"I'm just a paid shopkeeper. How can I know that?" Xuezhu opened his mouth, only to understand why Wanyan Lin came. He was afraid that he had found out a lot of things and was ready to attack Su Mianyue.

Unable to tell whether Xuezhu's words were true or not, Wanyan Lin remained silent for a moment and said seductively, "Tell me what you know. I can give you another child and promote you to the rank of a true concubine. Of course, if you don't like the harem, I can let you go and let you live the life you want."

Xuezhu, who knew her fate now, would not have valued her status even in the past.

Xuezhu was not in a hurry to speak. After stitching the last sleeve and cutting the thread, she put it on her knee and stroked it for a while to make sure there were no flaws in the dress. Then she smiled with satisfaction. Perhaps it was the last dress she made for the child.

Knowing that there was no room for rejection, Xuezhu raised his head and frowned, "If your majesty wants to know something, you may as well speak frankly. Even if Xuezhu does not know, he can also set up a set of words for you. Although his concubines are detested by Su Mianyue, women know women best. They know that they can expose her flaws. It will be much easier for your majesty to find out what happened."

Taking a deep look at Xuezhu and seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Wanyan Lin nodded and said, "All right, pack up and prepare to go to the imperial study with me."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do it today. I'm so tired that I don't have the heart to do it well. I'd rather let my concubine have a good rest and think about how to speak." Xuezhu refused to answer, got up and saluted Wanyan Lin, then left the study.

Wanyan Lin thought it was an insult from Xuezhu to be left in the study by a concubine, but he didn't think that how could xuezhu work so hard in the time of xiaoyuezi?

After hearing the emperor's voice, Xuezhu got up from bed and asked two confidants to accompany her to "Send" clothes and scriptures to the child who had no fate.

The flames moved, and the orange flames rose and fell, giving Xuezhu a healthy glow.

It was not until there were only ashes left in the copper pot that Xuezhu summoned two maids to come near and ordered: "If something happens to me, don't stay and bury me with you. The jewelry box in my room, you pick it up and take away everything that doesn't have a palace logo. I've also prepared some silver and silver tickets. As long as you don't squander it, this money will be enough for the rest of your lives. Even a dowry would be generous. Remember, don't go back to your previous store or residence for any reason, and don't ask for any information. You have to leave Imperial Capital as soon as possible. You'd better find a place in the countryside and stay anonymous for a while."

After he had finished explaining what happened, Xuezhu stepped forward and held the hands of the two of them. He smiled and said, "Don't ask too much. After serving me for the rest of my life, I have wronged you and even implicated you. After going to your own days, maybe I can find more places to run, right?"