Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“Can the poison in my body be cured?”

Although Xiang Qiyan was unconscious before, he was aware that he had been poisoned and asked first.

“It can be cured.”

An Jiuyue was utterly confident about this.

If it couldn’t be cured, she would not have come to the Feather Abyss Plane. Since she had come, it meant she was absolutely certain of success.

“That’s good if it can be cured.”

With this, Xiang Qiyan could rest assured. He could continue to live, and nothing was more important than that.

As for Xiang Qifeng, the traitor who secretly wished for his death, Xiang Qiyan naturally wouldn’t tolerate him any longer. Now that he was his enemy, if Xiang Qiyan still harbored any mercy, then indeed, it would be he who deserved to die.

“I, King Xiang, will handle Xiang Qifeng personally!” he declared.

“As you wish.”

An Jiuyue shrugged, indicating she had no objections.

But Su Tang had a different opinion.

“My lord, we have been pursued by Xiang Qifeng’s men all along the way. If this pursuit continues, there may be more accidents. I think it would be better to first send someone to inform His Majesty and let him deal with Xiang Qifeng.”

“No.”

Xiang Qiyan did not agree with him.

“This matter must not be made known to His Majesty.”

Within the Feather Abyss Plane, it had always been a world of the survival of the fittest. Previously, his influence in the Xiang Dynasty was great, and so, His Majesty paid more attention to him.

But if His Majesty knew about his current state, his own forces would likely be immediately taken over by His Majesty’s men, and it wasn’t even certain whether he could ensure that Zhan Beiye and An Jiuyue survived to leave the Feather Abyss Plane.

“Everything will wait until I… have cured the poison.”

“But…”

Su Tang still wanted to say something but was glared at by Zhan Beiye.

“Enough with the ‘buts.’ Whatever your lord says goes; that’s an order.”

As a member of the royal family himself, he understood all too well what was on Xiang Qiyan’s mind at this moment. There were more than just one person who would stab him in the back, and more than one was coveting the power he had in his hands.

“Yes, my lord.”

Su Tang had no choice but to comply.

“Yan, everything is under control with me and An Jiuyue here, you can rest assured,” Zhan Beiye said to Xiang Qiyan with a grave voice.

“Thank you… thank you both.”

Xiang Qiyan’s voice grew weaker and soon he fell asleep again.

“Madam Qian, please check on my lord. What’s the matter with him?” Su Tang, anxious, quickly asked An Jiuyue to check Xiang Qiyan’s pulse. It had been tough for him to wake up, so why had he passed out again?

“It’s nothing; he just fainted,” An Jiuyue said indifferently without even taking his pulse.

Su Tang:

Was fainting not serious? It seemed Madam Qian was not worried at all.

“But my lord, he…”

“How many times must I hear ‘but’?” Zhan Beiye glared at him again.

This kid was truly too fidgety. Whatever An Jiuyue stated should be accepted. If Xiang Qiyan were truly in danger, would An Jiuyue be so indifferent?

It must mean that the situation was still manageable.

“It’s better for Big Brother Qi Yan to be unconscious for now. The more he’s awake, the more painful it is; unconscious, he feels nothing,” An Jiuyue explained.

That’s why it’s better for him to remain unconscious, so he wouldn’t feel any of the pain.