Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1735: Chapter 1735: Can’t Get Involved

In his heart, he felt injustice for himself, but as things had already come to this, complaining was futile. Gu Qingyu had already died and could not stand up to refute this matter anymore.

“This Love Potion is indeed a fine thing. I’ve heard that those affected by the Child Gu will be utterly submissive to the one bearing the Mother Gu. If this were to succeed, would my Xiang Dynasty be serving your Qingyun Sect in the future?

Otherwise, there’s no need to call it the Xiang Dynasty; might as well rename it the Qingyun Dynasty. What do the two of you think about that?”

“Prince Yuun is speaking too seriously. We of the Qingyun Sect would not dare entertain such thoughts. All of this was Gu Qingyu’s personal doing and has absolutely no connection to the Qingyun Sect.”

Upon hearing this, the Sect Leader also knelt down with a ‘thump’.

If these words were taken seriously, then the Qingyun Sect would be annihilated by the Xiang Dynasty. To threaten the Crown Prince was a grave sin they could not bear the consequences of, and even more powerful sects would not dare to do such a thing.

He couldn’t understand whether Gu Qingyu’s mind had been caught in a door for her to do something that would doom the sect.

“Prince… Prince Yuun, Qingyu only wished to find a suitable husband for herself. She truly had no other improper intentions. I beg of you to see the truth,” the Great Elder hurried to explain.

He knew his own granddaughter well. Proud and lofty, none of the male disciples of the Qingyun Sect caught her eye, including the Chief Disciple Mo Zheng.

The one-sided momentum continued.

An Jiuyue sat on a chair not far away, biting into an apple she held, watching Prince Yuun bully others.

“Who would have thought his status would be so high,” she whispered, leaning close to Qian Jiyun.

Xiang Qiyan is his grandnephew, isn’t he? That would make him nearly a hundred years old, right? But he looks nothing like it, more a man in his forties or fifties.

“Looking at the situation, borrowing the Heart-protecting Jade shouldn’t be too hard,” she said.

At that, Qian Jiyun looked down at her and then raised his hand to rub her head a few times.

Did they need to rely on others to borrow the Heart-protecting Jade? They could just mention any name, and the Qingyun Sect would have no choice but to hand it over, right?

“Let’s wait until this matter is settled before borrowing it,” he said.

“Mhm.”

An Jiuyue nodded.

She wasn’t in a hurry, after all. The Heart-protecting Jade was hers to win eventually; she didn’t mind waiting a little while longer.

Thus, she took out a plate of sweets from her space and placed it on the table before offering a piece to Qian Jiyun.

“Try this. It’s a freshly made chestnut cake; the taste is quite good.”

Before she could finish her sentence, a hand reached over and snagged a piece of chestnut cake.

Both turned to look and saw Zhan Beiye, who had somehow appeared next to them. The cake he had taken was already half-eaten.

“What are you looking at? I’ve got nothing else to do.”

Zhan Beiye said, shrugging his shoulders when they looked at him.

He was just a spectator. With Prince Yuun handling the negotiations with the Qingyun Sect, he couldn’t get involved, right?

However, he hadn’t realized that Prince Yuun would listen to Xiang Qiyan’s orders. He had previously thought the man was at most a guard or something, perhaps a little higher in rank as a Retired Emperor’s guard.

All along this journey, he hadn’t seen Su Tang show any particular respect for Prince Yuun, treating him more like an ordinary person.