Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“Oh, I’m coming.” Yan Qin nodded hurriedly and followed them.

He was not hallucinating. They really could enter! However, he still wondered if they would be chased out later.

…

Yan Qin was not the only one who suspected he was hallucinating. Prince Sui, who had taken a torturous journey to the imperial study, also fell into deep self-doubt.

He felt his arm stop hurting once he stepped into the imperial study.

He did not even dare to take deep breaths on his way here. He felt so much pain that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. However, he recovered miraculously in the next moment, as if he had never felt any pain.

He looked up at the old emperor, who wore a dark expression, and then at Qian Jiyun, who looked relaxed.

Clearly, Qian Jiyun had predicted that his arm would stop hurting soon, so he was not worried that the old emperor would reprimand him.

While Prince Sui… Could he pretend that his arm was still in pain now?

Was it possible to fake pain so severe? Besides, how sharp was Qian Jiyun? He had survived the battlefield for many years. It was clear how observant he was.

Would there be any use in pretending in front of him?

“Father, I…”

He knew he could not pretend. He was afraid Qian Jiyun would find out and take revenge on him. But he was also afraid he would not be able to fulfill his father’s wishes to make use of his arm pain to subdue Qian Jiyun. He would lose his father’s favor completely.

He was so frightened that his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground.

“You…”

The old emperor knew what had happened when he saw his son like this. He was so angry that he almost cursed.

A series of question marks appeared in his mind.

What’s wrong with this stupid thing? Does he not want his arms anymore? Is he pretending to be in pain, or is he really in pain?

However, he felt that although his son was a little stupid, he would not lie about this to him.

So he felt pain before entering the imperial study, but it went away once he came in?

What kind of illness is this? How can it be cured as soon as he enters the imperial study? Does the imperial study belong to Prince Sui instead of me?

Tears welled up in Prince Sui’s eyes.

He looked up at the old emperor and explained bitterly, “Father, my arm truly hurts a moment ago.”

It had been extremely painful just now, but it was no longer painful. He had no idea what was happening.

“Are you trying to say that your arm has suddenly recovered again?” Qian Jiyun asked with a chuckle.

“I—” Prince Sui opened his mouth but did not know what to say.

He was in pain just now, and every step he took felt like an entire year had passed. That was the truth!

However, no one would believe him except himself. Even his mother did not believe him!

What could he do? He was also in despair!

“Imperial Physician Yang, you should take a look at Prince Sui. If anything happens again tomorrow, the Emperor will have to send me to visit Prince Sui.”

He directed the first half of his sentence to Imperial Physician Yang and the second half to the old emperor openly.

The old emperor almost vomited after hearing those words!