290 Little Follower

In the school, Prince Ding felt that all the students were his subordinates. Every day when he arrived at school, the teacher would shout good morning and the students below would get up. However, he would quickly rush to the podium and push the teacher off the stage. Then, he raised his hand and said, “All ministers, please rise.” He even had the air of an emperor.

While the teacher was teaching, Prince Ding would suddenly stand up and said that he was going to patrol the territory. After being reprimanded by the teacher, he scolded loudly, “You dare to offend your superior? Drag him out and behead him!” He even threw the book in his hand at the teacher’s face, causing the teacher to cry on the spot. The teacher complained to the principal, and Prince Ding cried and shouted for help, saying that someone was plotting to usurp the throne.

Until one day, Prince Ding’s grandfather passed away. At that time, the grandfather was already in a coffin. The whole family knelt there and cried bitterly. The younger generation knelt on the ground and burned paper to cry. His parents were lying on the coffin and cried until they fainted.

“Father, you left so early. You’ve suffered all your life, and now you’re leaving. Father, father, come back quickly.” At that time when Prince Ding’s father had just shouted these words, he heard a sound from the coffin. His father was stunned. “The hospital announce that he was dead, right?”

After Prince Ding’s mother nodded her head, his father was relieved and continued to cry. When the coffin was carried up the mountain, several generations of his family followed behind in mourning, but! Suddenly, the lid of the coffin was lifted! Prince Ding was wearing his grandfather’s shroud and climbed out of the coffin! Their faces were deathly pale. The few people carrying the coffin were scared out of their wits on the spot. They peed their pants and ran away. Some even fainted from the shock. A few of the elders and relatives were so frightened that they were sent to the hospital. His grandmother was even more breathless and almost died.

“You evil creature, do you know your mistake? Do you know how big of a mistake you’ve made? It’s fine if you make a small fuss on normal days, but now you’ve caused such a big disaster and almost killed your grandmother! Do you know that?!” His father was beating Prince Ding with a stick in the hospital and Prince Ding had an innocent face. His eyes were clear and did not have any malice.

“I didn’t do anything wrong. The weather is too hot, so what’s wrong with me going in to hug grandfather to cool off? Grandfather’s body is so cool and he didn’t even say anything. Why are you hitting me? Besides, wasn’t grandmother also afraid of the heat? Then let’s go in together, the coffin has a lot of space.” Prince Sing’s face was very serious and did not feel that he was in the wrong. His father was speechless.

“You b*stard!” In the end, Prince Ding’s father directly contacted the mental hospital and sent him n. He also gave the mental hospital a high fee and said that if there were no major issues in the future, there was no need to release him. Then, that night, Prince Ding became a member of the mental hospital and was only a wall away from Jiang Xi’s ward.

After Prince Ding was admitted to the mental hospital, he continued to seek trouble and challenged Jiang Xi’s position in the hospital. That was an important period for him to get to know himself again. At this moment, he had restarted this tragic life.

“I’m telling you, I was very powerful before I met you. There were more than ten beautiful girls in my place, and they all wrote love poems for me and winked at me. You know that tomboy I was talking about, right? So what if she’s extremely smart? So what if all the countries can’t do anything to her? So what if she’s powerful? She’ll still fall under my charm.” Prince Ding’s brows were raised and his expression was very proud.

Zhao Yingying sneered and looked at him.

“Don’t doubt it. Don’t look down on that tomboy. She’s a high-IQ criminal. She was a God who was all over the internet back then,” Prince Ding continued to boast.

Zhao Yingying sneered disdainfully. As a person in ancient times, she had no idea what the internet was.

Slowly, there was a figure approaching from behind Prince Ding. In front of him, Prince Ding had one hand on his waist while the other hand pointed at the landscape, “You don’t have to believe me. When I have the chance, I’ll call her over for you to meet her. It’s just that she’s not here. Otherwise, she’d definitely be on her knees in front of me.” Prince ding’s face was filled with pride.

Zheng Shan’er crossed her arms and said lightly, “I’m already here. Do you have any objections, little follower?” Her tone was calm and without any fluctuations.