Jia Li looked at her grandmother with squinted eyes. She was already suspicious of acts and now, the fake spies summoned by her, left the last hope in Jia Li's heart to ever forgive her.
Xiangwei didn't either believe his mother. He curled his fingers thinking why she had not trusted him even in that last chance. "Mother, I will ask you for the last time if they are really the spies," Xiangwei inquired. Being a warrior himself, leading wars in the initial years of his reign, Xiangwei was knowledgeable enough about what spies or assassins could look like.
Moreover, from his reliable source he had found out that his mother was in communication with someone from outside. The little bit of trust a son had in his mother vanished completely.
"What happened, Your Majesty?" Grand Empress Dowager asked.
"Mother, are they truly the spies?" Xiangwei inquired.
