Noble Lady Snow instantly crumpled to the floor, staring at the Empress Dowager in disbelief.
Hadn't the Empress Dowager been feeling sorry for her just moments ago?
Why did she want her dead now?
"Your Majesty... I want to see His Majesty... Please... mmph..."
She never finished speaking.
The Empress Dowager merely waved a hand, and Nanny Wei lifted the poisoned wine, ordered the servants to pin her down, and pried her mouth open to pour it in.
The clear liquid trickled down the corners of Noble Lady Snow's mouth. Her eyes were wide, filled almost entirely with despair and bewilderment.
Xia Qianxian rushed toward her, crying and shouting, only to be restrained.
He couldn't imagine what he would do if his mother died.
Once the poisoned wine had been forced down her throat, Noble Lady Snow collapsed on the floor, clutching her neck and desperately retching.
The Empress Dowager scoffed. "Xia Qianxian, did you see that?"
"I... I saw... Boo-hoo..."
He was, after all, only a six-year-old child. Faced with such a scene, fear and tears were still his instinctive response.
"Let me tell you this: don't think you can run wild just because your mother enjoys the emperor's favor. The Crown Prince is the future sovereign, the rightful legitimate son. If you dare lay so much as a finger on him again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"There are a dozen or so consorts in the harem, each with children of her own. We have no shortage of mothers and sons like you. Killing you would be as easy for me as crushing an ant!"
"Do you understand?"
The Empress Dowager turned her cold, stern gaze on Xia Qianxian.
Xia Qianxian shuddered all over, cold sweat streaming down his body, and opened his mouth in a loud