Whether Lin Di will exterminate his relatives this time or try his best to protect Wei Guozhong, it all depends on what he says next.
"When Xiao Weizi went to the imperial pharmacy to get medicine, was there any record?"
After hearing this, Xiao Dengzi hurriedly took out a pamphlet from his sleeves and raised his hands above his head.
"Reporting to the Emperor and the Empress, the allocation of each palace is recorded in this small booklet. Please ask the Emperor and the Empress to take a look at it!" The servant at the side hurriedly stepped forward, took the booklet from Xiao Dengzi's hand, and handed it to Lin.
flute.
Lin Di took the booklet, glanced at Xiao Dengzi, and moved his eyes to the blue booklet in his hand, then opened the page and looked at it carefully. When he turned to the third page, in the middle, he saw Wei Guozhong's face.
name, and what was received.
Now that the evidence is conclusive, even if he is the master of the harem, he can no longer defend Wei Guozhong, that bitch. Wei Guozhong has always been a cautious person, so why was he so confused at the critical moment?
I recall in my mind that when Wei Guozhong came back from outside that night, his face was rosy and there was a faint smell of wine on his body. Now that I think about it again, my heart can't help but sink.
Damn slave, he knew he was going to do business, but he still didn't know how to restrain himself. Now the evidence is conclusive, even if he has supreme power, he can't cover the sky with one hand!
With his mind spinning a thousand times, he glanced at Xiao Tiange beside him. She was quite leisurely, drinking hot tea and eating cakes, with a calm look on her face, and a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
It doesn't feel like interrogating a prisoner at all, but more like enjoying the scenery or leisurely leisurely enjoyment.
Like this, Lin Di's heart became more and more angry, and he wished he could throw Xiao Tiange into the lake to take a bath. He endured it again and again before he could barely suppress the anger in his heart.
After closing the book, Lin Di's eyes lit up and he said in a deep voice:
"Bring that bitch slave Wei Guozhong to me!"
Xiao Tiange pulled out the silk handkerchief from her waist, wiped her palms, and thought to herself, the good show has finally happened. If I give this show a name later, it will be called the master beating the dog.
After she finished wiping, Wei Guozhong was also escorted in from the outside. His face was the color of pig liver, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and he stared timidly at the expressionless Lin Di.
"Xiao Weizi, now both the queen and Mr. Xuan say that you received the heartbroken grass at the imperial pharmacy a month ago. Can you admit it?"
Wei Guozhong's face was pale, and his body was shaking uncontrollably, but he had seen big scenes before, so he was not completely frightened yet.
Still holding on to a sense of luck, he bowed and replied:
"Go back to Master, where is this thing? I want that thing to be made..."
"Presumptuous!" Before Wei Guozhong finished speaking, Lin Di shouted loudly, and then threw the blue booklet in his hand heavily on the ground.
Wei Guozhong was forcing himself to endure, using his tenacious endurance to support himself, preventing himself from being scared like a puddle of mud.
But now, all the supporting points collapsed at this moment, his knees softened, and he fell down, kneeling on the stiff floor with a thud.
"The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die, I hope the master will calm down..." He kept kowtowing and banging his forehead on the ground. The whole room was very quiet, except for the "boom boom" sound made by Wei Guozhong knocking on the ground.
It must have been extremely hard to hit it so hard.
Lin Di couldn't help but feel a pang of distress in his heart. Wei Guozhong had served him for so many years and was loyal to him. Now he was asked to deal with him personally, and naturally he couldn't bear it.
No matter how cold-blooded a person is, he still has a heart of human flesh. What's more, he has been the master and servant of Wei Guozhong for more than ten years. Hearing the sound of him hitting the floor hard made him feel very uncomfortable.
But at this moment, if he is soft-hearted and protects Wei Guozhong, how can he gain a foothold in this harem in the future? Where is the majesty of his empress? Why don't the slaves in this harem often make mistakes?
Even though he was heartbroken, he still couldn't tolerate it. If he wanted to blame Wei Guozhong, he was smart and confused for a while. If he wanted to blame him, he was greedy for alcohol at the critical moment, so that he was not clear-headed and missed important events. He couldn't save him, and he couldn't save him.
"Xiao Weizi, now that the evidence is conclusive, I can't deny it here. You have been the only one who took the heartbroken grass from the imperial pharmacy for a whole month, and the emperor happened to be poisoned by the grass. Please tell me about it.
, who borrowed your courage and dared to poison the emperor’s food!”
Wei Guozhong was so frightened that he trembled again. Tears and snot flowed from his nose. His whole face was pressed against the floor. His tears surged like a fountain and dripped down on the hard floor.
Even though it was a hot summer day, the whole room was enveloped by the cold air emanating from Lin Di's whole body, causing the temperature to suddenly drop a lot.
A trace of cold air spread from the floor to Wei Guozhong's legs, and then from his legs to his heart, making him feel as if he was in an ice cellar, bone-chillingly cold. However, this kind of coldness was nothing compared to the feeling in Lin Di's eyes at this moment.
It's a chill in the butt, but it's not worth mentioning at all.
He took a deep breath, knowing that he was powerless this time, and that his master would no longer defend him, and there was only death waiting for him.
As a slave, sometimes you have to go to your master's side and die for your master when he is in trouble. Although Wei Guozhong is a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he also knows the meaning of the words "loyalty and protection of the master".
He had long been prepared to die today, but when disaster really struck, he still couldn't help but be afraid.
"After returning to the emperor, no one instructs the slave to do this. The slave will do this. It is all the slave's doing and has nothing to do with others. I hope the emperor and empress will learn from it!"
Everything developed as expected. In the end, Wei Guozhong took all the responsibility on himself because he could not avoid it. She had already expected it, but besides feeling sorry, she had to have a little admiration for Wei Guozhong, this slave.
A slave who loyally protects his master is really rare.
But, did he just say yes?
"Eunuch Wei, what good will it do to you to poison the Queen Mother? My Queen Mother has always been kind to others and has never punished you, so why would you do this?"
Now that he knows his fate, no matter how afraid he is, he can't escape the result of dying in vain. Since he is no longer afraid of death, what else does he have to fear?
Like a stiff insect, he slowly climbed up from the ground, and then raised his head little by little. The fear just now disappeared. Although the tears were not dry, there was a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Why should I do this? Because I can't stand the emperor's favoritism. My master has been married to her for many years and has shared the sorrows. He has been following her since she was a princess and silently supporting her. But since the emperor ascended the throne,
After that, he had many servants. Especially after the emperor Murong Yi entered the palace, the emperor never even looked at my master. My master was worried every night, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep at night. Although the emperor occasionally
I came to Fengxia Palace, but it was not because I loved my master, nor because I missed my master, because I was afraid that he would be unbearably lonely alone. She came here just because she was afraid of the influence of her master’s family, and she was even more afraid that the people in the world would say that she could not get the rain and dew equally.