Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“That won’t be a problem; there are plenty of wild vegetables in the forest, and we’re by the sea, where there’s fish to catch. The guards can also hunt demonic beasts,” Su Tang said, not particularly concerned, but his gaze rested on An Jiuyue’s arm.

She had bled so much just now that it made his scalp tingle. Was he sure it wasn’t a serious injury?

To say the least about such an injury, if it had been one of the men, it would have been nothing to worry about, but An Jiuyue was a girl, which always made a difference, especially since they were counting on An Jiuyue to refine the antidote for their prince.

…

After a few more days of delay, the guards didn’t say anything on the surface, but deep down, they really cursed Gu Qingyu to death.

It was lucky she died quickly; otherwise, just at their hand, she would have suffered a lot. However, even with Gu Qingyu dead, Brother Zheen and the others still faced a lot of backlash from the guards’ low pressure.

“This Gu Qingyu really was a serious menace!”

With a heavy slam on the table, one of the sect members cursed indignantly.

Even stepping outside, they encountered difficulties from the guards. He had never experienced such treatment, even back at the sect.

“Brother Zheen, we can still go back, right?” another sect member asked.

“Yes.”

Brother Zheen’s gaze was heavy as he uttered just one word.

Gu Qingyu had dug her own grave, but they hadn’t provoked those people. As long as they swallowed their pride, they could still return. He thought, Zhan Beiye and his men wouldn’t be so petty.

“Stay in your rooms and don’t go anywhere. I’ll go out and take a look,”

He seemed to remember something, rose to his feet, and after giving everyone instructions, he strode towards the door.

“Brother, let me go with you,”

Xuanyuan Zimo stepped forward, addressing him. She also wanted to go outside and see just how much resentment the guards harbored against them.

However, no matter how great the resentment was, they had to endure it because, after all, it was Gu Qingyu who made the initial mistake, and they were fellow sect members with her.

Brother Zheen turned to look at her after hearing her words.

“You stay. I want to walk alone,” he said, not wanting anyone else to know what he was planning to do. This matter, he wanted to handle by himself.

“Then… okay.”

Seeing that he had said so, Xuanyuan Zimo could only sit back down, as she could no longer insist on going out with him.

…

“Ptui.”

He spat out the bite of fish he had just put in his mouth; Zhan Beiye felt like his own mouth didn’t belong to him.

“What is this crap? Is that bitter herb in there?”

He had never tasted such awful fish, both bitter and astringent. Just one taste and he felt like he couldn’t eat anything for days. Was this really fish?

A few guards opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but they didn’t dare.

Could they tell him that the grilled fish on the stone table had been left by Gu Qingyu, the woman who was already dead? They hadn’t had a chance to stop him before Prince Zhan had already taken a bite.

Now, they didn’t know whether to speak up or not. It was really, having already passed away, eating things left by the deceased was just too unlucky.

Moreover, this grilled fish was especially terrible.

“Who grilled this fish? Was it those people from the kitchen?” Zhan Beiye asked, seeing that they were silent.

“No, it wasn’t.”

A few guards who knew the truth hurriedly shook their heads.