Chapter 1191
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Although he was 20 years younger than Di Zhong, the chief executive was already 70 years old. After being hit like this, he felt dizzy, tinnitus, and dizzy.
Jing Qian didn't speak until the other party got a little lesson, "Oh, am I not a bastard? How did I suddenly become a princess? The chief executive's change is really a bit big. "
The chief executive's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything at this moment.
"Where are you taking us?"
Di Zhong endured the discomfort of his heart caused by the rapid descent of the plane and asked in a low voice.
However, Jing Qian didn't pay attention to him at all and ordered, "Di Zhong, I don't like this old eunuch. Find someone to throw him off the plane."
The chief executive's eyes suddenly widened and he said in a trembling voice, "Jing Qian, you … don't mess around! This is a society ruled by law. If you murder the king here, B Country won't let you go! "
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the whole plane felt like it was in free fall again.
The chief steward's head hit the ceiling again, and he was knocked dizzy again.
The plane stabilized again and Jing Qian said, "I just asked Di Zhong to throw you off, but I didn't say I was going to kill him. Chief executive, do you know where this place is? "
"Where … where is this place?"
"This is also a shark gathering area. It's just that I'm not as crazy as Prince An. As long as the others are obedient, I don't intend to take their lives. So, chief executive, why don't you put on some weight? With that bit of meat of yours, it won't be enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of the sharks after you fall. "
The chief executive was so scared that he wet his pants.
"Princess Jing Qian, please spare me! I … I won't dare to do it again. I … I'll use the rest of my life to pray for the princess who passed away, okay? "
"Ah, no need." Jing Qian's voice sounded seductive and gloomy, "I don't like you praying for blessings, I like to bully you. Chief Steward, is your family doing well? "
The Chief Steward's expression changed when he heard this, but he still pretended to be calm. "Miss Jing Qian, I entered the palace when I was 18, and became the King's servant when I was 20. I've been by the King's side for 50 years, and I've treated the King and you princesses and princes as my family. How can I have any relatives?"
"You're just a lowly servant. You think we're your family? Who gave you the guts? Di Zhong? "
"Di Zhong, are you blind? How could you keep such a lowly dog by your side and act like a brainless marionette? If he asked you to kill your daughter-in-law, you would do it. Is your brain filled with sh * t? In a few days, when you're lying in your coffin, don't wait until I clamp your head open with a pair of iron pliers. Dung beetles will crawl out of your head, right? "
Di Zhong was in good health, but as the plane was descending, his heart was in serious discomfort. His expression was extremely ugly, not only because of his health, but also because for the first time in so many years, his life was threatened because of his great-granddaughter.
When he was in Country I, he thought that Jing Qian was ill-mannered enough. She was actually so rude to him, a noble great-grandfather.
Now he knew that his great-granddaughter wasn't simply rude to him. She really didn't care about him, the King.
His life was worthless in her heart.
(End of Chapter)
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