章節 1572: Hurt

"You ugly people sure are weird," Yao Zheng mocked. "Do you know that you got the prince scolded by the king because of the gun you made him? Well, I'll forgive you since it's your first time making a mistake, but make sure you watch what you do next time!"

Yao Zheng had initially thought of firing Jing Xi but changed her mind after she saw Jing Xi's face.

Having someone ugly near the king was better than having a pretty lady.

Yao Zheng was confident that she was the best looking woman in the palace right now. Anyone who even came close to her was immediately fired.

She planned to make herself the prettiest and hoped that the king would notice it one day.

"Yes, vice-manager," Jing Xi replied.

"Don't call me vice-manager!" Yao Zheng scolded. "Everyone addresses me as the manager if Lan Yi is not around, you hear me?"

Yao Zheng hated the fact that she was below Lan Yi and not the head of the servants.

"Yes, manager."