"Jinkai, what happened?" Empress Huiyun hesitantly asked, her eyes nervously darting to her son.
Empress Huiyun had never seen him stare at her like that. It was almost as if she had massacred his family. The noticeable hatred in his eyes made her shudder, but what terrified her the most was his calm composure. Taut shoulders and a menacing glower, but his face was aloof and dark.
"What did you do to her, Mother?" Wen Jinkai questioned in a low and controlled voice.
Empress Huiyun was bewildered by his tone that came out in a rumble. There was something in his hand but she couldn't make out what it was.
"What are you talking about, my son? I had spent the entire day in my room making you this handkerchief," Empress Huiyun patiently explained, revealing the silk in her hand.
"Lovely isn't it—!" She gasped when he reached out and angrily grabbed her by the neck. "Jinkai, are you crazy?!" she cried out when he slammed her against the floor.
