Mo Ziqi arched an eyebrow, lifted his slender and fair hand with distinct joints, and took the jade ring off his thumb, placing it in his palm.
"This is her heart."
As he spoke, he exerted a little force and with a "snap," the white jade ring broke into two pieces.
He opened his hand and said, "This is you keeping a concubine!"
After speaking, he drew his palm back and with another forceful squeeze, the sound of shattering followed; he then relaxed his hand to reveal the jade pieces in his palm had broken into many smaller fragments.
"This is you believing the concubine's words, convinced that she pushed away your children, and beat her nanny to death."
Mo Ziqi clenched his hand once again, and after a series of finer cracking noises, he opened his hand to only a pile of white powder remained. He presented the powder to Mo Zili and asked, "Do you have a way to restore it to its original ring?"
Mo Zili shook his head, "Fourth Brother, what do you mean?"
