"What if the bottle I choose is not poisoned?" asked Qin Kun, "Does it mean that, if I don't die, you'll plan to let me go?"
The reason Qin Kun doesn't look scared at the moment is that he calculated that he still has one final move left.
Dowager Empress Jiang looked at Qin Kun once again: "You know, I believe in fate. When you helped Xuan Yi ascend to the throne, I wagered with you. Two lots, if I drew the shorter one, I would listen to you; if I drew the longer one, you would listen to me. I drew the short lot and so, we should follow the old rules. There are two bottles. You pick one."
Two ceramic bottles, one white and one blue, now Dowager Empress Jiang put her hand in to let Qin Kun choose.
However, Qin Kun did not immediately pick a bottle. Instead, he grabbed the Dowager Empress's hand and pulled her towards him.