Chapter 9: Tsk! What a mouth that makes people love and hate it! (1 / 2)
“Nine generations?”
The Prince Consort’s heart skipped a beat but quickly regained composure as he gripped the Princess’s chin.
“Who do you think you are? Do you think this is where you belong? You’re just the daughter of a concubine in the palace. This is a countryside estate on the outskirts of the capital. If you die here, as long as I say you accidentally fell off a cliff, no one will know. You weren’t born of the Empress, and His Majesty won’t spare a thought for you.”
“Cough, cough, cough—”
Princess Wanshou slapped at him, struggling desperately, but the heartless Prince Consort only tightened his grip, nearly snapping her jaw.
“Your Highness,” the Prince Consort said coldly, smiling, “You’ve taken Zhizhi’s place for so long. It’s time to return it to her.”
Bang!
The door was kicked open.
“Return it to whom?” A wine jug, filled with anger, flew in, striking the Prince Consort on the forehead.