You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

Jing Feiyuan turned around and met Zhao Qianshi's broken and resentful eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, curved her lips and smiled, "Why, you hate me for treating a dog better than you? Hey, are you worthy of comparing with a dog? This dog eats the meat given by its owner, and then it becomes loyal and obedient to its owner. It only attacks the bad guys that the master wants it to attack, but what about you? I have fed you and Zhao Lingjie with good food and drink for half a year. I am in charge of your food and meat, your clothing, and I am in charge of buying medicine and taking care of you when you are sick. But How did you repay me in the end?"

She stood up and said, "Ms. Zhao Qian, you don't have to miss me, but you shouldn't be so crazy that you come to harm me and almost put me in hell!"

She waved her sleeves coldly, "Here, come, tie Zhao Qianshi up with a dog chain and take her back to the palace to reunite with her bastard son!"

Zhao Qianshi stared fiercely at Jing Feiyuan's retreating back.

She lay on her side and covered the wound at her ear. Blood flowed down her fingers, covering her hands and face, making her look like a terrifying yaksha.

Her ear was torn off, damaging the eardrum inside, and the blood poured into the ear canal. At this moment, her ears were buzzing and she couldn't hear what Jing Feiyuan said. She could only see Jing Feiyuan's mouth. One piece and one piece.

The inability to hear the sound made her panic, and the intense pain made her tremble and whimper. She cursed Jing Feiyuan crazily in her heart, cursing Jing Feiyuan to go to hell.

When the guards were dragging them forward with chains, she was still cursing Jing Feiyuan in her heart——

This bitch is going to hell!

This bitch tortured her so cruelly that her left arm was completely boneless and severely fractured. She also lost an ear. She has been disabled and semi-deaf since then!

The Lord of Hell will never spare this bitch. This vicious bitch will definitely go through the eighteen levels of hell!

……

When I returned to the palace from the county prison, I passed Jing's Pharmacy.

Jing Feiyuan opened the car curtain and took a look outside.

Even though she had already said that if she wanted to sell pills, she would definitely give notice one day in advance so that everyone would not have to wait here every day, but there were still some people who wanted to buy medicine sitting outside the drug store with small mats, waiting to buy medicine. .

Jing Feiyuan felt helpless.

She looked into the drug store again.

The business of the drug store is still so good. There is an endless stream of people who come to buy medicine and come to see the doctor. The doctors and staff are so busy that they hit the back of their heads.

Jing Feiyuan took one look and lowered the car curtain.

She leaned against the car wall, closing her eyes and thinking about the pills.

With the mysterious Imperial Master, Butler Zhao, here, even if she were to order a new batch of pills tomorrow, she would not dare to order a large amount. She would still only be able to order one or two hundred pills in order not to cause trouble.

Ugh.

I don’t know when it will take to get rid of Butler Zhao.

After a while, the carriage returned to the palace.

Before Jing Feiyuan got off the carriage, she heard a familiar voice coming from outside——

"Ah! Ah ah ah!"

"..."

Jing Feiyuan raised his eyebrows and walked out of the carriage.

Sure enough, her good son Ji Jingyu was sitting at the door of the house with a small bench, his little hand resting on his chin, waiting obediently for his mother to return. I don't know how long he waited.

At this moment, when he saw his mother's carriage coming back, the little guy jumped up and danced with joy, then jumped down the steps and ran towards the carriage quickly.

"what!"

The little guy stood under the carriage and looked up at his mother, waving his little arms to say hello, "Ah!"

Jing Feiyuan lowered his head and looked at his son who greeted him warmly.

Under the sun, this little face, which was warmer and more dazzling than the sun, instantly dissipated the coldness and discomfort that Jing Feiyuan had brought out of prison.

She became brighter again.

She landed on the stool, bent down and pinched the little whale's cheek, "Does Yu'er miss my mother? Why don't you play with your father and uncles instead of waiting so hard for your mother at the door?"

The little whale hugged his sweet and soft mother and didn't want to let go.

He doesn't want to play with his father.

Daddy couldn't go out and have nothing to do, so he grabbed him and taught him to write. He really didn't like it. The brush was soft and long, and his little chubby hand couldn't hold it tightly. It was just a bunch of black dots when I wrote it, and he was so angry!

It happened that the person who taught him to write was his favorite good father, Ji Wushang's father who was much better than Zhao Lingjie and the bad guy. He was reluctant to yell at his father and lose his temper, so he could only sulk to himself, woo woo woo...

If he hadn't sneaked out to wait for his mother while his father was in the latrine, he would still be caught by his father and continue writing. It would be so miserable!

Jing Feiyuan felt her son's grievance and hugged her son lovingly.

She raised her head and asked the guard behind her son with a smile, "Why did the prince touch him today?"

The guard held back his laughter and whispered what happened——

"Princess, the prince has been holding the young master in his arms this morning and teaching him to write the "Three Character Classic". The young master frowned and was reluctant, as if someone was forcing him to do hard work. His aggrieved look made us laugh. A few of them were squatting at the door and watching, it was so funny!"

"No, when the prince went to the hut, the unbearable young master quickly ran away. He ran to the concierge and stole a bench. Baba sat at the door and waited for you. He refused to leave no matter what!"

"When the prince came back from using the toilet, half of the people in the study room were gone. Hearing the children talk about the young master's feats, the serious prince was amused. He shook his head and said that he had never seen anyone so unwilling to study. I guess. Just like his mother Sang Yu, she will probably be a martial artist who cannot read a word when she grows up."

When the little whale heard the uncle's complaint against him, he felt extremely guilty and his little back became stiff.

He clutched his mother's clothes tightly and looked up at her innocently, fearing that her mother would scold him for not living up to expectations.

But he didn't know that his mother Jing Feiyuan was even more guilty than him at the moment.

Jing Feiyuan secretly glanced at the smiling guard, lowered his head and thought guiltily——

This can't be blamed on the female general Sang Yu.

Although the little whale's body is the biological son of the female general Sang Yu, the soul in this body is her biological son Jing Feiyuan's previous life. This boy's laziness in refusing to learn was shown in his previous life... …

In her previous life, she had been teaching her son to read and write, but as soon as his son saw a book, he dozed off and wanted to run away. She couldn't do anything about her son. After all, his son was bullied miserably by Zhao Lingjie in his previous life. He was often beaten and recuperated from injuries. She really couldn't bear to let him go. She also deprived her son of the little happy time he had, so she indulged her son, thinking that since he was still young, if he didn't want to learn, he would not learn, and he would teach him when he was older...

Therefore, the little whale's dislike of studying is her responsibility, Jing Feiyuan, but it has nothing to do with the heroine Sang Yu, who is very innocent.

Jing Feiyuan lowered his head and looked at the nervous expression on the little whale, and coughed lightly, "Yu'er, be good and learn to write from daddy. How lucky is it that someone as powerful as daddy can teach you in person?"

She flicked the little whale's forehead with her finger and said in a frightened voice, "Look, if you don't study hard, everyone will point at you when you go out and say, look, look, this is the one from the Regent Ji Wushang's house." The eldest son is so unlucky that he can’t read a single word. It’s such a shame. This regent is so useless. He can’t teach his son well. What kind of prince is he worthy of? He might as well go to the countryside to farm and raise pigs!”