Chapter 1190 His life is worthless in her heart
Although he was 20 years younger than Di Zhong, the chief steward was already 70 years old. After being hit like that, he felt dizzy, had tinnitus, and blurred vision.
Only after the other party had learned a small lesson did Jing Qian speak up: "Hey, am I not a bastard? How did I suddenly become a princess? Chief Steward, your transformation is quite big."
The chief steward's face looked extremely ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything at this moment.
"Where are you taking us?"
Di Zhong asked in a deep voice, enduring the heart palpitations caused by the rapid descent of the plane.
However, Jing Qian ignored him and ordered, "Di Zhong, I don't like this old eunuch. Find someone to throw him off the plane."
The chief steward's eyes suddenly widened, and he said in a trembling voice, "Jing Qian, you...you don't do anything rash! This is a society ruled by law. If you murder the king here, Country B will not let you go!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the whole plane felt like it was falling downwards again at the speed of free fall.
The butler's head hit the ceiling again, and he was dizzy again.
The plane stabilized again, and Jing Qian said, "I only asked Di Zhong to throw you down, but I didn't say I was going to kill him. Chief Steward, do you know where this place is?"
"Wha...where?"
"This is also a shark-congregating area. But I'm not as ruthless as Prince An. As long as others behave, I have no intention of killing them. So, Chief Steward, why don't you gain some weight? If you lose that little bit of flesh, it won't even be enough for the sharks to fill their teeth."
The chief steward was so scared that he peed his pants.
"Princess Jing Qian, please forgive me! I...I will never dare to do it again. I...I will spend the rest of my life in remembrance of the deceased princess, okay?"
"Ah, no need." Jing Qian's voice sounded seductive and sinister: "I don't like you praying, I just like bullying you. Chief Steward, your family is all well, right?"
The chief steward's face changed when he heard this, but he pretended to be calm: "Miss Jing Qian, I entered the palace at the age of 18, became the king's attendant at the age of 20, and have been with the king for 50 years. I treat the king, as well as you princesses and princes, as my family. How can I have any relatives?"
"You are a lowly slave, yet you treat us as your family? Who gave you the courage? Emperor Zhong?"
"Di Zhong, are you blind? You keep such a lowly bastard around, and you act like a mindless puppet. He tells you to kill your daughter-in-law, and you do it. Are you sure your brain is full of shit? When you lie in your coffin in a few days, don't wait for me to use pliers to clamp your head open. You'll find that all that comes out are dung beetles, right?"
Di Zhong was in excellent health, but as the plane descended, his heart began to feel severe discomfort. His face was extremely grim, not only because of his health, but also because, for the first time in so many years, his life was threatened by his great-granddaughter.
When they were in Country I before, he thought Jing Qian was already uncultured enough, to the point of being so rude to his great-grandfather, who was of noble status.
Only now did he realize that this great-granddaughter was not simply rude to him. She truly did not take him, the king, seriously.
In her heart, his life was worthless.
(End of this chapter)
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