Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1372: Forced Into Quiet Submission

Chapter 1372: Forced Into Quiet Submission

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Losing the 10 cities was as unbearably painful as cutting a piece of flesh from his body.

“Your Majesty, what do you plan to do with the two people His Highness mentioned?” A eunuch approached and whispered into the Yueming Emperor’s ear.

Even a eunuch like him harbored desires for that artifact, let alone the Yueming Emperor.

If he could obtain the artifact, he would no longer have to serve here. He also wanted to live in a higher plane.

However, he knew that it was impossible. It would never be his turn to obtain the artifact. Hence, his desire for it waned.

“Hm?” The Yueming Emperor glanced at him sharply.

The eunuch’s eyelids twitched, and he immediately knelt down.

“I’ve spoken too much. Please punish me, Your Majesty.”

“Watch your mouth. Otherwise, I won’t mind finding a replacement!” the Yueming Emperor warned him coldly.

He disliked nosy people the most. Those who wanted to serve him had to act like mute servants, not chatterboxes.

No one would like a chatterbox!

“I understand.”

The eunuch heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that the Yueming Emperor did not express any intention of punis.h.i.+ng him.

If he angered the Yueming Emperor, he would lose his head. Over the years, the attendants around Emperor Yueming had changed repeatedly, but he had served the longest.

He did not know how long he could last. He could only count each day as it came.

The triceratops was a very conspicuous demonic beast.

Before they even reached Zhan Beiye, someone had already informed him, prompting him to personally come out of the city to welcome them.

He wondered where they had gone and if they were injured when Ming Fucheng chased after him with his men.

Although he had been marching and fighting in the past few days, he was still worried about their safety. Ming Fucheng had always been ruthless in the Yueming Empire.

If he could not do things openly, he would resort to covert methods.

“Is that Zhan Beiyi?”

Sitting in Qian Jiyun’s embrace, An Jiuyue noticed Zhan Beiye standing at the city gate from afar.

“Yes.”

Qian Jiyun glanced ahead and lowered his head to look at the person in his arms.

“He came here. No wonder we couldn’t find him.

They did not expect Zhan Beiye’s army to be so effective in combat and take down 10 cities belonging to Yueming Empire. It seemed like their help was not in vain.

While they were speaking, the triceratops had already reached Zhan Beiyi.

It stopped because it recognized him. Otherwise, with its size, it… It would be impossible to enter through the city gate. It could only return to its master’s s.p.a.ce.

Qian Jiyun carried An Jiuyue off the triceratops’ back, and she stored it in her s.p.a.ce.

“Jiyun, Sister-in-Law, you’re finally back.”

Zhan Beiye was very happy to see them, especially since neither of them was injured. Now he could rest a.s.sured.

“How are you? Did Ming Fucheng hurt you?” he asked worriedly.

“Lead the way. Jiuyue needs to rest.” Qian Jiyun did not answer him and walked towards the city gate.

Zhan Beiye, who was left behind, was silent.

What happened? Did Ming Fucheng hurt her?

That seemed impossible! If she was injured, they would have returned long ago. It had been so many days, and he had also forced Ming Fucheng into quiet submission..