Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Kyoto is in chaos, and I don't know where the third prince is now. I have to send someone to find him, but the emperor can't delay it.

"Hey, if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

The father-in-law walked outside, looked at the dark sky, and sighed softly.

If you don't pamper your good, filial son, why should you pamper those who have evil intentions and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals?

but……

He turned his head and glanced at the imperial study room.

Having served the old emperor for so many years, he knows very well what kind of character the old emperor has. What kind of temperament he has will determine the kind of son he will like, right?

Who can be blamed for ending up in this situation?

"Someone is coming."

"Master, do you have any orders?" A young father-in-law trotted over from not far away.

"Find a few more people and look for the third prince outside the palace. Tell him that the emperor has something important to do with him," the father-in-law ordered.

Hearing this, the young father-in-law raised his eyes and looked at his master in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

Can the emperor have trouble with the third prince? Doesn't he wish that the Third Prince would die early and be born early? Although the old emperor did not say this personally, everyone knew it.

Now the emperor actually wants to declare the third prince to enter the palace?

"Yes, master, I will take a few more people to look for you." The little father-in-law did not dare to ask questions, and turned around and walked away.

And they did not leave the palace, because the third prince had already escorted King Luoyang into the palace, and with him came Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue who came to watch the fun.

In the imperial study room, the imperial doctors continued to kneel.

The old emperor didn't let them get up, so naturally they didn't dare to get up.

And looking at the old emperor's increasingly pale face, their hearts were also rising and falling, fearing that the old emperor would suffocate themselves to death before he could take a breath.

The old emperor's face continued to be livid. Regarding these imperial doctors, he wished that people would drag them out and chop them up so that they could be buried with him.

But thinking about his own life, he couldn't just die like this. He still wanted to live a long time, so he didn't do anything so unlucky.

After a while, Boss Yan came.

The King of Luoyang was detained outside the imperial study. He came in alone. When he saw the imperial doctors all over the floor, he sighed softly.

As expected of his father, he is still so energetic in doing things that offend people.

"Father, I have brought the King of Luoyang here. He should have the antidote. You'd better ask the imperial doctors to get up. It's no wonder that the imperial doctors can't cure the poison of the Shao family in Luoyang. "

As soon as he arrived, he spoke for the imperial doctors.

When the doctors heard his words, they breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as there is an antidote, that's fine. At least their lives can be saved. If the old emperor really can't be saved, who knows if, with his vicious temperament, he will issue an imperial edict and let them, the imperial doctors, do it. Was he buried with him?

"My lords, all of you, please get up. Father, I am here, so you all should go back first." Boss Yan ordered the imperial doctors.

"Thank you, Third Prince. I will take my leave."

The imperial doctors got his approval, and regardless of whether the emperor asked them to get up, they stood up together, supported each other and left the imperial study room.

Everyone ran away so fast, fearing that if they were slower, they would be left behind by the old emperor.

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The old emperor was so angry at them that he actually spit out a mouthful of old blood.