Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1540: There are Disciples

Chapter 1540: Chapter 1540: There are Disciples

Suddenly, he thought of something. At the time of the Qee Family incident, it seemed as if…

Turning his head, he looked at the third son.

“Third son, you are very good, truly very good indeed!” He gnashed his teeth, glaring hatefully at Eldest Brother Yan.

So it turned out that the Qee Family had always been in the third son’s camp, and he had not noticed at all, still believing that the Qee Family could be re-employed by him and would be grateful!

“The Emperor flatters me too much.”

Eldest Brother Yan responded with a fake smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

“You… you… don’t be smug. On the southern border, Prince De will definitely…”

Now, he could only place all his hopes on Prince De, hoping it wasn’t as Qian Jiyun had said, that Prince De had been captured by the people of the 18 stockaded villages at the border.

“Your Majesty, there is something I have never mentioned to you,” Qian Jiyun interrupted him.

“What is it?”

The old emperor asked with a dark expression, feeling a sense of ominous foreboding.

His intuition told him that whatever Qian Jiyun was about to say, it was surely not to his benefit.

“Your Majesty still remembers Prince An Yang, don’t you?” Qian Jiyun asked him.

On hearing the name Prince An Yang, the old emperor’s eyelids twitched. How could he forget? If not for Prince An Yang, how could there be a Qian Jiyun to oversee the southern border?

His initial support of Qian Jiyun leading troops to the southern border was precisely because of Prince An Yang’s 18 stockaded villages.

Just mentioning Prince An Yang caused the old emperor’s complexion to pale.

“I believe I haven’t mentioned it to you before, but Prince An Yang did have an heir,” Qian Jiyun said, scoffing inwardly as he saw the old emperor become pale just from the name Prince An Yang.

“What did you say?!”

The old emperor couldn’t contain himself upon hearing this.

Everybody knew that Prince An Yang had no heir, which was why the 18 stockaded villages at the border had been coveted over the years.

But if it came to light that Prince An Yang had a successor, then the 18 villages at the border certainly wouldn’t be subdued by Prince De. This would mean that everything was just part of a conspiracy.

“Who? Who are you talking about?”

“Does the Emperor remember the surname of Princess Consort Zhanyun?” Eldest Brother Yan reminded him.

“Princess Consort Zhanyun… she… her surname is An!”

Originally, the old emperor intended to say her surname was Lan, as everyone knew before that Princess Consort Zhanyun was Lan Zhitong, but later, when Qian Jiyun brought her back, she changed her name to An Jiuyue.

An Jiuyue! An Tu!

He finally realized the connection between these two individuals.

“Prince An Yang, she is actually the heir of Prince An Yang?!” Realizing the truth, he collapsed into his chair, completely stupefied.

So, were these people just toying with him?

He had previously decreed the military token to the Qee Family, had he handed over his only military authority to the third son?

“Does the Emperor understand now?” Eldest Brother Yan asked with a smile.

“You…”

The old emperor felt a heavy pressure in his chest, unable to hold back anymore, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

These people were after his life; did they have to infuriate him like this? Were they only going to be happy after he died from rage?

Why hadn’t he heard the news that Prince An Yang had an heir before? They must have done it on purpose, to inform him of this news when he was in despair yet harboring a sliver of hope.

“Quite frankly, I feel there was no need for Your Majesty to be so urgent about removing me, after all, I truly have no interest in the Daqing Kingdom. I will spend my whole life in one place only.”