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

Ji Wushang glanced at the dumbfounded Princess Jiaoyang, and then said.

"Now I give you two choices."

"First, continue to be your Princess Jiaoyang, and follow your imperial uncle's coffin to the imperial mausoleum to fulfill your filial piety for your imperial uncle."

"Your imperial uncle has only one child, the little emperor. It is impossible for the little emperor to abandon the country and the country and go to the imperial mausoleum to accompany him. And he will definitely be lonely just after he is buried in the cemetery. With you, a child he has loved for many years, to accompany him, he It will definitely be a pleasure.”

Princess Jiaoyang pinched her palm tightly.

She knew that it was impossible for this cruel man to change his story and admit that she was his biological daughter.

Today's situation is irreversible. She should give up and stop hoping.

However, she was unwilling to ask her to guard the imperial mausoleum.

If she goes there, she will be miserable and lonely for the rest of her life, so what's the difference between her and death?

She gritted her teeth, stared at Ji Wushang, and said word by word, "What about the second option?"

Ji Wushang met her eyes, and then let out a cold and mocking laugh.

As expected, he is a selfish and cold-hearted white-eyed wolf.

Although the old emperor was not a good person to Ji Wushang, he had been very good to Ji Sangning in the past few years, just like his own daughter.

Regardless of whether the old emperor's attentiveness to please Ji Sanning was because he really liked Ji Sanning, or it was to please him who was guarding the border, it was a fact that Ji Sanning had enjoyed the old emperor's favor for several years.

But now he asked Ji Sangning to guard the imperial mausoleum, but Ji Sangning didn't even consider it at all.

Ah.

If he is a pure, kind and filial child, he will definitely agree to go to the imperial mausoleum for two years to fulfill his filial piety, and then write sincere letters again and again, requesting to return to the capital——

If Ji Sanning could do this, he would still have some hope for this child.

but……

Ji Wushang lowered his eyes to hide what was in his heart, and answered Ji Sangning coldly.

"The second option is for me to tell you who your biological father is. You give up the honor of being a princess, give up the surname 'Ji', leave the royal family, and return to your biological father's home."

He said slowly, "Back then, your mother entrusted you to me before she died. I respected your mother and wanted to raise you as my own daughter for the rest of my life. I have treated you as my own daughter over the years, but you have repeatedly refused. You obey the discipline, and your behavior becomes more and more rampant every time, and you even start to take human life seriously! I am no longer able to discipline you. I think that even if your mother is still alive, she probably will not accuse me of what I did today. Therefore, I will let you recognize your ancestors and return home. Zong, let your real relatives teach you how to be a good person."

"..."

When Princess Jiaoyang heard this, her pupils suddenly tightened.

Break away from the royal family and give up the honor of princess?

In other words, if she chooses the second one, will she be an ordinary civilian woman from now on?

She will be bullied and trampled like Jing Feiyuan. If she accidentally provokes the noble lady, she will be slapped arbitrarily by the noble lady, whipped with a whip, forced to kneel down to apologize, and she can only grit her teeth and endure the humiliation. No more, no qualifications to resist!

No.

Such a miserable life is definitely not something she, Ji Sangning, can live with!

I don't know...

Who is her biological father?

If you are an ordinary person, then it’s okay if you don’t recognize your ancestors!

If she, Ji Sangning, is asked to be a commoner who is busy working for a living, she might as well guard the imperial mausoleum, and then think of other ways to return to the capital!

Therefore, the identity of this biological father is crucial.

If her father was born into a prominent family, then it doesn't matter if she doesn't become a princess. She will still be a noble eldest lady, and no one dares to bully her...

Princess Jiaoyang’s eyes flashed.

and so……

She absolutely cannot ask who her biological father is in front of so many people now.

What if her biological father was a poor man and his father revealed her life story in public, and she would not be able to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan. These onlookers would spread her life story, and her biological father's family would definitely He will find her and cling to her like a leech!

She had to ask her father privately after returning to the palace, and then decide what to choose.

Thinking of this, Princess Jiaoyang immediately looked at Ji Wushang with tears in her eyes.

She pretended to shake her head and choked.

"I don't want either of these two choices! I am the daughter of my father. I have no other father. My biological father is my father. The so-called recognition of my ancestors has nothing to do with me!"

She wiped away her tears and said, "I don't want to go to the imperial mausoleum and stay there for the rest of my life. Although I respect uncle the emperor, I am still so young. I can't leave my father! I will die there!"

She looked at Ji Wushang stubbornly, "Father, I am your daughter, and I won't go anywhere! You hate me for being arrogant and domineering, so I will change it! I can get rid of all bad habits for my father, but I don't want to leave my father. king!"

After saying that, she got up and wiped her tears and turned around and ran, "I want to go back to the palace. If you don't allow me to go home, father, then break my legs!"

Ji Wushang looked at Princess Jiaoyang running away in embarrassment and sneered.

Do you think you can escape by running back to the palace?

Useless.

If you should go to guard the imperial mausoleum, you still have to go!

Since this capital city cannot accommodate his beloved woman and his adopted daughter at the same time, then the ignorant white-eyed wolf should get out of the capital city!

He had already given Ji Sanning a chance.

He won't let his beloved Yuan'er be bullied like this again, and he won't let Yuan'er get even a little bit hurt again!

Later, he would have to go see Yuan'er quietly.

Yuan'er's arm was so injured that he felt terribly distressed and blamed himself terribly.

Ji Wushang took a deep breath, then turned to look at the royal guard standing next to him.

It was this bitch who hurt his Yuan'er.

He raised his hand.

The confidant guard behind him immediately picked up the whip on the ground and put it into his hand.

He held the whip, his eyes were cold, he raised his hand and swung the whip to hit the royal guard hard, "You deserve to die!"

The guard didn't dare to hide at all and stood there motionless, letting Ji Wushang whip him.

Ji Wushang whipped him three times. Looking at the hideous wound on his arm that was several times more severe than Jing Feiyuan's, Ji Wushang said coldly, "You are the bodyguard given to Ji Sanning by the late emperor. Tomorrow, you Just follow Ji Sangning to the imperial mausoleum and never come back."

The guard was stunned and suddenly looked up at Ji Wushang!

He will also be assigned to guard the imperial mausoleum?

How is this different from exile?

He knelt down with a bang, looking sad, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Ji Wushang threw the bloody whip on him and turned to leave.

"You can go alone, or have your whole family go with you. Choose carefully."

"..."

The imperial guard stared blankly at Ji Wushang's back, his body slumped to the ground.

He is so stupid.

He is so stupid!

He shouldn't have listened to that bitch Ji Sangning. She was obviously a fake princess, but she actually asked him to hurt the prince's beloved real princess. How could he blindly listen to Ji Sangning's words?

……

Jingjia Pharmacy.

Ji Wushang quietly came outside Jing Feiyuan's room.

He stood quietly in a deserted corner, looking at Jing Feiyuan's room, but did not dare to go in.

He could only stand on tiptoes and stare at his Yuaner secretly and greedily through the half-open window.