All of Liang Wan's focus was on her neck. She could only hear the straining sound of the white silk as it tightened…
Suddenly, with a cry of alarm, someone behind her went flying. Liang Wan's body gave way, and she collapsed to the floor. Through her tear-filled eyes, she saw that the person sent flying was the very Palace Attendant who had been trying to strangle her.
"Your Majesty, spare us—!"
A flood of people dropped to their knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy without pause.
Liang Wan lay weakly on the floor, gasping for breath. She looked up to see Gao Qian, dressed in black robes and holding a gleaming longsword. His face was grim, his eyes stark and unreadable, revealing neither pleasure nor anger. He was the one who had kicked the Palace Attendant away.
"Mother, why did you want to kill her?"
Gao Qian didn't look at her, his expressionless gaze fixed on the Empress Dowager.
