Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

If not, what should she do next?

"Xue Yingyue, I told you five years ago, don't touch the people around me, do you take my words as a deaf ear?" Qian Jiyun walked towards her step by step, saying word by word.

"You, you... ah!"

Xue Yingyue stepped back unconsciously until she reached the steps, and accidentally fell on the steps.

"Qian Jiyun, you are arrogant, I am your mother..."

"To shut up!"

Qian Jiyun scolded Xue Yingyue sharply.

Mother? Is this honorary title worthy of her?

After ignoring her for a few years, you really dare to elevate your identity, and your mother? Did she dare to say this in front of him before?

He leaned down, raised his hand at once, and grabbed Xue Yingyue's neck.

"A woman from a maidservant background, do you really think that you are the master of Zhanyun County's palace? Who gave you a face? Are those devils behind you who can kill you at any time?"

"You—uh!"

Xue Yingyue wanted to speak, to threaten Qian Jiyun with a few words, so that he would not dare to do anything to herself.

But she only felt that Qian Jiyun was pinching her five fingers on her neck so hard that she almost couldn't breathe, and the whole Zhang was instantly reddened.

"Qian Jiyun, you... dare, don't forget, your father is still... in my hands, if you dare to touch me, wait for him... to perish with me... to the end!"

She threatened the man intermittently.

"Ah."

Qianjiyun sneered.

These words have threatened him for so many years. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would have almost believed it.

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't do anything to Xue Yingyue anymore, and let go of the hand that was holding her neck.

After all, this woman is still useful to him. By leaving her in the mansion, he can know a lot of things in Kyoto that he doesn't know, including the people behind her.

"Are you really that person, my father? Xue Yingyue!"

heard,

Xue Yingyue, who was clutching her neck and gasping for breath, suddenly raised her head and looked at Qian Jiyun in disbelief.

"You... how did you..."

How would he know? Wasn't he not in the mansion at that time? How would you know?

"It seems that a lie that has been told for a long time can really become a reality, doesn't it?" Qian Jiyun stood up straight and looked down at Xue Yingyue.

Those people thought they had the handle in Xue Yingyue's hands, so they had to compromise with her again and again.

But is that really true?

"No, no way, you can't possibly know!"

Xue Yingyue shook her head, slowly and staggeringly stood up, murmuring.

"Qian Jiyun, you can't lie to me, I tell you, you'd better hand over that thing, otherwise, your father will die in your hands sooner or later!"

She roared at Qianjiyun.

Listening to her mad roar, Qian Jiyun just chuckled.

Father?

Don't say that his father is long gone, so what if he is?

What kind of person his father is, only he knows best, and he will not hand over the secrets he should keep for such a person.

"It's said that tiger poison doesn't eat offspring, Xue Yingyue, why don't you ask the person you're imprisoning, and ask him if he would like to let the king of this county use something to exchange him?"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Xue Yingyue, and asked her back.