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

Grandma Chen was shocked, "What? Did Jing Feiyuan find someone to hurt our family's master?"

Zhao Qianshi sneered, "Who else could it be? Our family has never had any enmity with anyone recently. Except for that bitch Jing Feiyuan, who would be so cruel to beat Lingjie like this? Also, those people sneaked in quietly In our family, we leave immediately after beating people without leaving any clues. If it weren’t for the experts hired by Jing Fei Yuanhua Yinzi, who could be so mysterious?"

A trace of resentment flashed in Zhao Qian's eyes, "Yesterday that bitch suddenly came to our door as if she was sick. She beat me and then Lingjie. As soon as she left, a group of people broke into the house and beat Lingjie at night. If you say that this matter has nothing to do with Jing Feiyuan, I won’t believe it even to death!"

She said bitterly, "That means Lingjie is still in a coma, so I don't have time to settle the score with her! When Lingjie wakes up, I have to go to the Jing family to seek justice!"

Grandma Chen was stunned.

She said cautiously, "Old madam, are you really going to go? If it is really Jing Feiyuan who asked someone to beat our family's master, then if you go to the Jing family to cause trouble, aren't you afraid that she will also ask someone to beat you?"

A trace of fear appeared in Zhao Qian's eyes.

However, she had no choice. She had to go to Jing's house.

She looked at her unconscious son on the bed and choked up, "What can I do? Our family is so poor that we can't afford ginseng and Ganoderma, so I have to find a way to get some for Lingjie, right? I'll just do it in my life." For such a son, he is my and his father's hope for life, can I let him leave the root of his illness?"

She pinched her palms and said bitterly, "Even if I am beaten to death in Jing's house, I still have to get some ginseng for Lingjie! This bitch Jing Feiyuan owes Lingjie, she should give it!"

Grandma Chen wiped her tears and said with admiration, "Old madam, you are such a good mother. It is truly a blessing for the master to have a mother like you in his previous life!"

Zhao Qianshi sobbed and looked at her son.

This is her son, a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

She could kill and set fire for this son, she could sacrifice everything for this son.

As long as her son needs her, she can do anything.

Zhao Qianshi guarded Zhao Lingjie for an hour before Zhao Lingjie finally woke up.

Seeing her son open his eyes, Zhao Qian cried with joy.

"Son! You finally woke up! You scared your mother to death!"

She choked with sobs and threw herself on her son excitedly, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Zhao Lingjie's body was covered with bruises, and Zhao Qian's pounce naturally pressed on Zhao Lingjie's painful area. Zhao Lingjie immediately screamed and burst into tears.

"Ahhh-"

"Son, are you okay? It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

Zhao Qian realized that she had hurt her son and quickly stood up. When she saw her son grinning and crying, she felt heartbroken.

She immediately took out a handkerchief from her arms and wanted to wipe her son's tears.

Zhao Lingjie, who was so painful that his eyes were filled with stars, looked up and saw Zhao Qianshi's extended hand. He was stunned and subconsciously hid aside.

Zhao Qianshi was a little amused when she saw him hiding away, "Why are you hiding? Come, mother, wipe your tears——"

"No mom, I'm fine."

Zhao Lingjie stretched out his hand to block Zhao Qian's hand and lowered his eyes to cover up the traces of dark light in his eyes.

His mother's internal disease has not been cured yet. The doctor said that the disease is incurable...

He will not dislike his mother, but he is afraid that contact with her will cause him to contract diseases.

Internal diseases are easily contagious, and he would not use the handkerchief his mother kept close to his body.

Zhao Lingjie quickly raised his head and glanced at his mother. He was afraid that her mother would reach out to wipe his tears again, so he quickly wiped his tears with his sleeves, and then said to Zhao Qian, "Mom, I'm such an old person, you don't have to treat me like a child." Take care of the child. You are tired after watching me all night. Go back and have a rest, okay?"

Zhao Qianshi was stunned by her son's alienation.

She looked at her son silently and slowly tightened the veil.

Her son has been acting strange these days.

She always felt that her son was alienated from her.

These days, whenever she has any physical contact with her son, he will immediately avoid it.

Even when she puts food for her son at the dinner table, he won't eat it anymore.

Her son seemed to dislike her.

why?

Is it because she was bullied by two beggars in Baiyunguan that night?

But she is obviously a victim!

She set up Jing Feiyuan to help her son cover up the matter of Tian Eunuch, and that's why she was pushed into the pit of fire by Jing Feiyuan, a bitch, but now her son actually dislikes her for being hurt?

How could her son do this to her?

She clearly wanted to kill her to protect her innocence at that time, but it was her son who cried and begged her to live. Why is it that now that she has stepped out of the shadows and wants to live strong, her son has begun to dislike her?

Does her son insist on her dying again?

Zhao Qian was full of grievances and wanted to argue with her son, but looking at her son who was so miserable with a bruised nose and swollen face, she could not speak at this moment.

She could only swallow all her grievances and nodded slowly with tears in her eyes, "Okay, mother, go back and rest first. Grandma Chen will make some medicine for you. You can drink it and then sleep for a while."

She stood up slowly, turned and left.

After taking a few steps, she looked back at her son on the bed and asked, "Son, after you woke up, you didn't seem to be surprised at all about your injury last night. You seemed indifferent to the bruises all over your body. You... …Do you know who the person who hurt you is?"

Zhao Lingjie suddenly looked at Zhao Qianshi.

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a while before nodding and saying, "Jing Feiyuan asked people from the palace to do it."

Feeling the pain in his body, he said bitterly, "The person who beat me the hardest last night was probably the guard who accompanied Jing Feiyuan. That group of people are from the palace, even if we report to the official It’s useless, we can only admit defeat——”

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Qianshi, "So mother, please don't go and cause trouble for Jing Feiyuan. Jing Feiyuan has now climbed into the hands of the prince. She is no longer the ordinary merchant girl who was at our mercy. You go Find her, she won't let you go. I've already suffered a loss at her hands, so don't send me to her door again."

He said word by word, "Mom, please wait patiently. When I take the imperial examination and go to high school, and when I join the court as an official, I will definitely get back this debt today!"

When Zhao Qian heard her son confirm that Jing Feiyuan had brought the group last night, she became more determined to go to Jing Feiyuan for ginseng.

Her son asked her to wait patiently, how could she wait?

If my son didn't have ginseng to nurse his body back to health, the root of the disease would be left behind. If he didn't have good health, how would he be able to survive the difficult days in the examination room in the coming year?

If you are weak and faint in the exam room, how can you still be the top scholar in high school or become an official?

She didn't tell her son what she wanted to do.

She nodded and said calmly, "Okay, I won't go find Jing Feiyuan. We will recover at home. We will accept our defeat and our fate."

She gave Zhao Lingjie a few more words to let him have a good rest, and then went out to leave.