Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2173: Chapter 2173: Have You All Seen Enough?

“From now on, you shall be the Emperor of Beikun Kingdom. I give you two years to restore the vitality of Beikun Kingdom as much as possible. As for him…” Her gaze flickered towards the Emperor of Beikun.

“Just kill him directly.”

Qian Jiyun spoke out, a casual remark that sealed the fate of the Emperor of Beikun.

“Hehe, hehehe!”

The Emperor of Beikun was genuinely terrified; these people were damn inhumane, killing as they pleased.

Even if Shang Que became the Emperor, wasn’t he still the previous Emperor of Beikun Kingdom? How could they just kill him like this? At the very least, they should keep him in the palace and take good care of him, right?

He wanted to rush forward and plead for mercy from An Jiuyue, the High Priest Demon Heart, but no one paid him any attention.

…

Because Shang Que was alone, the Prime Minister’s Residence had already been wiped out. Even if a few State Knights did running around for him, the officials would not be satisfied.

Therefore, at the court meeting the next morning, the officials saw the corpse of the Emperor of Beikun placed in the center, covered with a white cloth.

And the person sitting on the Golden Dragon Throne was not Shang Que, but An Jiuyue, who looked down with innocent eyes at the faces of the terrified officials below.

The officials were indeed scared senseless.

No news had come out; they had just come for the morning court session, and now they were staring at the body of the Emperor of Beikun, who had been full of life just yesterday morning.

This would unsettle anyone; the fact that they hadn’t screamed out loud was already commendable.

Especially those officials who had done many heinous deeds alongside the Emperor of Beikun, they were all dripping with cold sweat and trembling in their legs, not daring to glance at the person seated on the Golden Dragon Throne.

If even the Emperor of Beikun could be killed so easily, that was someone protected by three thousand Imperial Forest Army soldiers within the palace walls.

What about them, the officials living outside the palace? Could it be that one night they would go to sleep and never wake up again? It wasn’t impossible, was it?

“Have you all had a good look?”

An Jiuyue gave them a full quarter of an hour to closely observe the corpse of the Emperor of Beikun in the grand hall.

Watching the faces of the ministers, some frightened, some fearful, and some satisfied, she found their varied expressions quite amusing.

There was one particularly distinct individual, dressed in a general’s uniform; she saw this person’s right foot twitch, as if wanting to stomp on the body a few times.

However, in the end, they were in the grand hall with so many ministers watching; thus, he restrained himself.

When the ministers heard her voice, they all came to their senses and directed their gazes towards An Jiuyue sitting on the Golden Dragon Throne, and then they saw the familiar figure beside her.

“Shang Que, how could it be you? Weren’t you in death row?”

A man dressed in a dark red python robe pointed directly at Shang Que, who was sitting next to An Jiuyue.

He always knew this bastard was no good. Not killing him would inevitably bring great trouble to Beikun Kingdom, and now, as expected, trouble had arisen.

“How did you get out?”

“Marquis Yongning, did you hope that I would remain in death row forever?” Shang Que’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold sneer escaping his lips as he retorted to Marquis Yongning.

That was indeed what he thought. Unfortunately, heaven has not forsaken the Shang family; with the High Priest Demon Heart on their side, they would never overlook any of those who had committed crimes with the Emperor of Beikun—one by one, he would not let them go.

“A grudge?”

An Jiuyue glanced at Marquis Yongning, then turned towards Shang Que and asked.