Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Shut up, you!"

The Ninth Prince turned his head and cursed at the Emperor Zhong.

If you don't hit him, who will you hit? If it weren't for the fact that this is his own brother, he would have wanted to step on him a few times. It's so annoying!

I still can't recognize the reality, so it's only him, right?

"you…"

Seeing the Ninth Prince glaring at him with angry eyes, the Emperor Zhong fell silent.

Now he can only rely on the Ninth Prince to attract the anger of these people, so that he can escape by himself, which is what he originally planned.

But this Ninth Prince didn't play cards according to common sense. He knelt down in front of these people as soon as he came here. How could he be angry? Afterwards, the Ninth Prince will not join forces with these people to deal with him, will he?

It's not impossible, he knew that the Ninth Prince had always disliked his behavior and often opposed him in the court.

"Old Nine, do you want me to die? So you want to take advantage of these people to take my life?" He thought so in his heart, so he asked.

"I tell you, even if I die, the throne will not be yours. Don't you want to use these people to sit on the throne. All the ministers are my people. They will not allow you, the person who killed me, to sit on the throne." On the throne!"

Ninth Prince: "!!"

He really wanted to know, if all the ministers knew that his imperial brother had died, would they cry for him, or would they secretly go home and eat and drink Le Yi Tong with the family to celebrate?

How ignorant of self-knowledge do you have to be able to say such brazen words?

"Get up."

An Jiuyue glanced at the Ninth Prince with pale eyes, motioning him to get up.

As for the Emperor Zhong, this person who can see through at a glance is really hopeless. At this time, he doesn't know how to beg for mercy, and he still wants to fight the fire.

He didn't even think about it, who's fire in front of him, he, a person who was beaten so badly that he didn't even recognize his parents, could make it up?

"Yikun, work when you're full." She instructed Leng Yikun again.

"Yes…"

"No need, sister-in-law, Yi Kun's body needs to rest more. Leave this kind of strenuous work to me." Before Leng Yikun could respond, Yu Rong gave the chopsticks to him with a 'slap' let go.

After speaking with An Jiuyue, he raised his hand and patted Leng Yikun on the shoulder.

"Yikun, the dish made today tastes really good. Eat slowly, eat slowly, and leave the rest to me."

Leng Yikun: "..."

In fact, there is no need to eat slowly. Although his health is a little weak, it is still possible to do some work occasionally.

Moreover, the work that the high priest said was also what he liked to do.

"If you want to go, then go."

He thought, do you still have the bottle of elixir given to him by the high priest, let Yu Rong hit the emperor again to relieve his anger, and then he will feed the medicine, and then he will take another shot?

The main reason is that the Emperor of China really deserves a beating. Not only does he want to molest the high priest, but he also wants to make them angry with the Emperor and the Ninth Prince of China. If he wants them to fight, he can take advantage of it.

It's really a good idea. Do you think that other than him, everyone else is a fool?

Yu Rong nodded his head vigorously, then stood up, and walked slowly towards Emperor Zhong.

"You... what do you want to do?"

The Emperor Zhong saw Yu Rong walking towards him with an evil look on his face, and kept pinching his palm, as if loosening his bones before a fight, and was immediately scared.