Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Now he has nothing, the only thing left is the throne, and he doesn't want to hand it over so quickly.

Even though he had no right to speak as the emperor, he did not want to hand over the throne to anyone else, especially the traitorous son Lao San.

Boss Yan curled his lips again and said nothing.

The Luoyang Shao family's power in Kyoto had been shattered by him overnight, and he didn't want to give the Shao family a chance to breathe.

Now all four gates of Kyoto have been closed. Although the situation is tense, more importantly, he does not want the news from Kyoto to be spread to the Shao family in Luoyang.

"In the eyes of the father, aren't sons and ministers always treacherous? What is there to repeat?" After a long time, he asked quietly.

"you you……"

The old emperor gasped harshly, listening to his son's words.

He clenched one hand tightly into a fist, wishing he could kill the third child, but in his current situation, he couldn't think of anything and couldn't do anything.

"Go and send Prince Zhan Yun to the palace." He took a deep breath and said.

Now that there was no other way, he could only settle for the next best thing and let Qian Jiyun enter the palace.

Let’s just write the Zen edict. At least Lao San doesn’t dare to actually kill him. The most he can do is put him under house arrest. He will still be alive, right?

"Father, your Majesty, please invite Jiyun to come in." Boss Yan grinned and turned to look outside the imperial study room.

Not long after, Qian Jiyun took An Jiuyue into the imperial study room.

An Jiuyue glanced around a few times, looking at the layout of the imperial study room with some emotion.

"This is the Imperial Study Room. There are really good things everywhere." She lowered her eyes and chuckled.

I just don’t know which wizard put these good things in the royal study. Whose life is this for? It’s too impatient.

"Brother, has this place always been decorated like this?" she asked Boss Yan.

"Um."

Boss Yan nodded without doubting his presence.

"Is there any problem? Jiuyue"

Qian Jiyun could naturally hear the meaning of his wife's words and asked softly.

Since he first entered the Imperial Study Room, the decorations here have been like this and have not been significantly touched. Is there something indescribable that exists here?

"It's not a big problem."

An Jiuyue shook her head, looking at the old emperor with a mocking smile on her face.

"King Luoyang, he seems to be the youngest one in the royal family, right? Your Majesty, this old princess is so kind to you. She allows you to kill yourself for her sake."

"What?!"

The old emperor's eyes widened in disbelief.

He has never heard of Jue Zi San. What the hell is this?

And this is the royal study room. The old princess wants to start here, so how is it possible?

But it has to be said that since the old princess gave birth to the King of Luoyang for him, no one in his harem has become pregnant with his heir.

Previously, he thought it was because he was injured that year, or because his concubines were useless, but he never thought that this would be the handiwork of the old princess.

"You mean there is Jue Zi San in my study? Find it for me where it is!"

He didn't believe what such a woman said. Although he no longer had the love he had for the old princess and only felt that she was being played by her, he had truly loved her before.