Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1554: I am, what will you do with me?

Chapter 1554: Chapter 1554: I am, what will you do with me?

He knew that every time Qian Jiyun appeared before him, it never boded well.

Just like now, with Qian Jiyun’s appearance, the trap he had set for his third son, Prince You, had been unraveled.

“Qian Jiyun, why must you always ruin my plans?!” he roared in anger.

Why did Qian Jiyun help his third son? Why wouldn’t this man stand by his side? He was the Emperor of Daqing Kingdom, the master of the Daqing Kingdom, was he not?

Why did everyone side with his third son, leaving him, the mighty Emperor, isolated on the opposite side?

“A good deed?”

Qian Jiyun knitted his brows and looked at the old emperor with a cold sneer.

“Do you call killing your own great-uncle a good deed? Or is sending someone to poison the army at the border your idea of a good deed? You dog of an Emperor, just how selfish and cruel must you be to devise such malicious schemes?”

“How did you know?”

Everything else was secondary, but how did Qian Jiyun know about the poisoning of the army at the border, and where had he heard it from?

“Those people, were they saved by you?”

The only thing he could think of was that the man he had sent to poison had been found by him and the major clans were not affected.

“You truly deserve to die!” he cursed.

Indeed, did he not deserve to die? All of his moves had been discovered by Qian Jiyun. Now, he did not know how to proceed with his next move, trapped in this chamber and unable to leave.

“I, Prince Zhan Yun, deserve to die? Huh,” Qian Jiyun chuckled lightly.

The old emperor had killed so many people, yet he had the audacity to say he deserved to die. It was indeed the world’s biggest joke.

“Shouldn’t you be the one to die, you dog of an Emperor? How many have you and the Luoyang-Shao family killed together? The pharmacists in Ming Gu County from the Luoyang-Shao family, you had a hand in that as well, didn’t you?”

An Jiuyue stepped forward and challenged the old emperor.

“Who are you to dare insult me?”

Looking at the woman by Qian Jiyun’s side, the old emperor was momentarily confused until he spoke and then remembered that there could only be one woman standing by Qian Jiyun’s side.

“Are you An Jiuyue?”

Realizing this person was An Jiuyue, he then thought of An Tu.

Even in death, he caused him trouble, having arranged for such an heir to inherit the 18 stockaded villages at the border. Otherwise, he would not have ended up in this situation; the 18 villages would have been taken over by Prince De, whom he had sent.

“I am. What will you do about it?”

An Jiuyue looked at him and counterquestioned.

“Who was An Tu to you, and why did he give you the position of Prince An Yang?” Despite being furiously irritated, the old emperor still wanted to know why An Tu would give the position of Prince An Yang to a woman.

This woman, she couldn’t possibly have some unspeakable secret with An Tu, could she? The thought was amusing. The Princess Consort of Prince Zhan Yun was involved in a sordid affair with An Tu, Prince An Yang.

With such a big cuckold’s hat placed upon Qian Jiyun’s head, he could still remain so composed, showing nothing.

“Qian Jiyun, you really are something else. Your Princess Consort has been with another man and yet you peacefully brought her back to stay by your side?”

“You’re asking for death!”

Qian Jiyun’s eyes flashed with fierceness, and with a flick of his sleeve, a blast of Original Soul energy slammed directly into the old emperor.

The old emperor was sent flying, cras.h.i.+ng violently backwards.

A m.u.f.fled groan was heard along with the sound of tables and stools being smashed. The old emperor lay amid the ruins, clutching his chest and howling in pain. Qian Jiyun was truly loathsome—he was trying to kill him!