Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2208: Chapter 2208: The Illusion of Having a Real Son Scolding Him

“Brother, brother.”

Little Nuonuo imitated his mother, flicked his tiny hand towards the ground, and threw out a Paper Person. Suddenly, a person identical in size to them appeared.

“Uh!”

General Ning’s eyes widened until they almost popped out.

Where did this person come from? He clearly saw it was just a piece of paper, so how did it suddenly transform into a real person?

“Guard him. Anyone who comes to save him—leave none alive,” An Jiuyue instructed the Paper Person.

“Yes, Master.”

The Paper Person responded promptly, sparing Qian Jiyun from having to do anything. It walked right up to General Ning, grabbed him, and hauled him up.

“Mmm! Mmm-mmm!”

General Ning tried to struggle, but under the Paper Person’s grip, he was no different from a helpless chicken. He couldn’t break free no matter how he wriggled. Moreover, he felt the Demonic energy within his body slowly draining away.

Filled with overwhelming terror, he could only watch helplessly as he was dragged out of the General’s Mansion.

“Jiuyue, how about we plaster these letters on the city gates?”

Qian Jiyun took the stack of letters from the study. As for the Hidden Core Spirit Stones, he stored them away for now, planning to return them to Yiinn Wanli next time they passed by the Yiinn Family.

“That’s a brilliant idea.”

An Jiuyue’s eyes lit up, genuinely pleased with the suggestion.

“Nuonuo, mommy’s going to take you along to stir up some trouble. Come on, let’s go see the big bad guy.”

“Big bad guy, big bad guy.”

The little baby joined his mother in calling names, though as he cursed with his tiny mouth, his wide, round eyes remained fixated on his own father.

Qian Jiyun: “…”

Why did he have a feeling his son was cursing him? Was it just his imagination?

No, it wasn’t his imagination—Little Nuonuo really was cursing him. After all, he still remembered the time his father had smacked his little bottom. While he couldn’t fight back, cursing seemed fair enough, right?

“Hmph.”

An Jiuyue chuckled as she watched her little baby hurl insults at his father.

“I swear, you two—father and son—are destined to clash.”

Qian Jiyun could only shake his head helplessly upon hearing this. He had to admit, he felt the same way. This little baby couldn’t go a day without yelling at him, as if speaking depended on it. Was this really his biological son?

“You’re a fake son!”

He reached out, unceremoniously pinching the little baby’s nose.

“Fake father!”

Little Nuonuo retaliated, refusing to back down.

Their father-son bickering successfully amused An Jiuyue, who laughed, “Alright, fake father and fake son, let’s head to the city gates and get to work. Stop fooling around.”

“Let’s go.”

Qian Jiyun extended his arm, pulling his wife along as they exited the General’s Mansion and headed toward the city gates.

Meanwhile, Yuu Rong and Leng Yikun were still inside the General’s Mansion. Within these walls, they had uncovered quite a few secrets—one in particular was so explosive it left them utterly speechless.

…

Less than an hour later, everyone had returned to the imperial palace.

Inside the Empress’s chambers, a woman clad in a Phoenix Robe tightly clutched the child in her arms, eyeing the people before her with extreme caution.

“Mother, what are you trying to do now? His Majesty has already been… been harmed by you all. What more do you want? Can’t you at least leave me a way out? Zun’er is His Majesty’s legitimate son!”

She glared at the Empress Dowager and questioned loudly, shielding her son even more protectively.

These people deserved to die! She was the Empress, and her son was the legitimate heir. Why should the new emperor not be her child?