Jin Canghan flung her hand away, hatred filling his eyes.
"Mother, that was the only child I would ever have, a gift from Heaven, and your own grandson. How could you bring yourself to do this?"
The Empress Dowager was frightened by the hatred in his eyes and instinctively stumbled back two steps.
Her son... actually hated her?
"Han'er, listen to Mother. It wasn't Mother..."
Jin Canghan sneered as he stared at her and said, each word deliberate, "You don't need to lie to me anymore. I know exactly what you did."
"You used that woman, Gu Wanting, to harm Qiao'er. Afraid that wouldn't be enough, you took advantage of their panic and sent over a bowl of vicious medicine. Dare you say none of that was your doing?"
"Just as back then, when I was injured and poisoned, you slipped Secret Medicine into my medicine and made me infertile. You truly showed no mercy, without the slightest consideration for the bond between mother and son."
"In your heart and in your eyes, Jin Moli is your only son. I have always been superfluous, merely an arrow in the hands of you and Jin Moli, nothing more than a tool for secretly eliminating your enemies!"
How laughable. He had kept thinking of her kindness in giving birth to him, kept thinking of that sliver of mother-and-son affection, and had even stubbornly pretended not to know what happened back then.
It was those foolish thoughts of his that had harmed Qiao'er and caused the death of the only child they would ever have.
He truly regretted it—regretted not cutting ties with them sooner.
The Empress Dowager had not expected his reaction to be so intense and was frantic with worry.
"Han'er, that's not it. It's not what you think. Mother loves