Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1562: Chapter 1562: Why Should I Give You the Antidote?

He had endured so much, why should he go to die?

One day, he would obtain the antidote, and when that time came, not one of those who had harmed him would escape. Even if he couldn’t deal with them himself, he would find a way to torment them to death.

“This is a fine thing, isn’t it? The Emperor isn’t fond of it?”

Eldest Brother Yan examined the porcelain bottle in his hand closely.

Although the poison caused unbearable pain, it equally strengthened the body; truly a wonderful thing. However, for the old emperor, it was indeed not so great.

“Who would like it?”

The old emperor instinctively shouted at him.

This was poison that had almost killed him just moments ago; how could he possibly like it?

“Your son likes it quite a bit,” Eldest Brother Yan replied.

The old emperor: “…”

Of course, he would like it; he wasn’t the one being tortured!

But these words he dared not voice aloud, even less provoke the rebellious son before him, fearing that speaking up would result in another dose of poison.

“Rebel, you have the antidote in your possession, don’t you? Give it to Us!”

Seeing the poison in his hand, he thought that perhaps Qian Jiyun had already given the antidote to this rebel. Thus, he immediately demanded the antidote from his rebellious son.

Only by taking the antidote could he be free, no longer fearing anything.

“I do have the antidote,”

Eldest Brother Yan took out another porcelain bottle and teased the old emperor with it before his eyes.

The old emperor’s eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab it, but Eldest Brother Yan dodged, returning the bottle to his own bosom.

“You—”

His eyes widened in shock, staring at this rebellious son.

“Why should I give you the antidote?” Eldest Brother Yan asked with a smile covering his face.

“We are your Emperor!”

The old emperor roared at him.

“I’ve already imprisoned you; do you think I still regard you as my Emperor?” Especially after Prince You was poisoned, it was even less likely.

Eldest Brother Yan snickered and said.

The old emperor took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, glaring at the man before him.

This was his son, yet raised in Prince You’s Jingyang Palace, completely estranged from him, His Emperor.

Thinking this, he felt that poisoning Prince You had been the right choice. It was only a pity that Prince You had not died; truly beyond his expectations.

“Do Us a favor and tell Us where you sent the Half Puppet Poison. I might consider giving you the antidote,” Eldest Brother Yan spoke to him.

“You…”

The old emperor looked at him furiously.

He knew these people wouldn’t poison him without a reason; it was all to extract his secrets.

“Not talking? Then prepare for another bout of poison tonight, Emperor. You must have tasted that agony; you can enjoy it for another eleven hours.”

Eldest Brother Yan spoke cheerfully, not pressuring him further.

After saying this, he turned, ready to leave, without any intention of continuing the interrogation.

“Wait.”

Seeing him walk away, the old emperor was taken aback and instinctively called to stop him.

Remembering that past pain, his bones now trembled with an aching soreness, how could he endure it again?

“Stop, rebel! We will tell you!”

Seeing that the rebellious son had no intention of stopping, he immediately stood up and called out to Eldest Brother Yan.

It was just the Half Puppet Poison, after all. He would just reveal it; as long as he did not divulge everything, that would suffice. He would wait for the poison to be scattered throughout Daqing Kingdom, ensuring that this rebellious son could never sit securely on the throne!