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

In the blink of an eye, two days passed again.

The day has come for Jing Feiyuan, the eldest daughter of the Jing family, to throw a hydrangea ball to attract a bride.

Early that morning, the Jingjia Pharmacy put up a sign of closure, and all the doctors and clerks in the Jingjia were busy building a temporary embroidery building.

The corridor on the second floor of the drug store is hung with red silk and decorated extremely beautifully. From a distance, you can tell that the Jing family is holding a happy event, and they are full of joy inside and outside.

Many ordinary people who were attracted by the Jing family's wealth stayed outside the Jing family's drug store before dawn.

Now seeing the Jing family getting busy, they were also filled with enthusiasm.

Hey!

The Jing family really didn't lie. Miss Jing is really going to throw the hydrangea to attract a bride today!

Look, the red silk is all wrapped up. Whoever grabs the hydrangea later can go directly to Miss Jing to get married, and they can have a wedding ceremony tonight!

Tsk tsk, it's just a waste of half a day to grab the hydrangea, it's not worth it. But if you can successfully grab the hydrangea, you can get the beauty back, and you can also get half of the property of Jing's Drug Store for free. This is pie in the sky. What a happy event!

Not to mention just squatting for half a day, even half a month, they still have to try their luck!

What if they missed it?

What if the big shots are fighting for it in the sky, but they fail to hold the hydrangea and the hydrangea rolls into their arms? Hehe, when the time comes, they will immediately lie down on the ground and hold the hydrangea tightly in their arms. If they want to take away the hydrangea, they must kill them first, and they will protect the hydrangea to the death!

……

At the same moment, in the backyard of Jingjia Drug Store.

Jing Feiyuan was sitting in her room, letting Granny Tan dress her up.

She placed a beautiful red hydrangea in her hand.

The round hydrangea is decorated with many beautiful knotted tassels. The embroidery cover of the hydrangea is very beautiful, which is enough to show the exquisiteness of Jing Feiyuan's red flower.

The little whale likes this hydrangea very much.

He stopped pestering his mother and just stood in front of the dressing table, tugging at the hydrangea tassel, tilting his head and looking left and right happily, feeling as happy as he wanted.

Seeing this, Grandma Tan deliberately joked, "Look, miss, our young master is so happy. I don't know who likes your hydrangea more than him or his father!"

Jing Feiyuan's cheeks were slightly red, "Mommy, please stop talking, I will be teased by you to the point where I will be embarrassed to see anyone in the next two days."

Grandma Tan smiled from ear to ear, "We are happy for Miss, so we can't help but want to tease you. Miss, please be patient, maybe Madam will come to tease you later!"

While Grandma Tan was talking, Li Zhiwei opened the door and walked in.

When she entered the door, she saw the little whale tugging at the hydrangea. She couldn't help but smile and said, "The little whale likes it so much. Then you can ask your dad for it later and let your dad give it to you!"

The little whale looked back at his grandmother.

He blinked, unable to understand his grandmother's words.

But he understood the word "daddy".

He shook his head, pointed at Jing Feiyuan, and said seriously, "Mother! Mother!"

Li Zhiwei said with a smile, "You mean, your father doesn't have a hydrangea, right? This hydrangea belongs to your mother, right?"

She gently patted the little whale's forehead and said with a smile, "Silly boy, you don't understand this. This hydrangea belongs to your father. It will fall into your father's hands later. When the time comes, you Just ask your dad for it—"

Speaking of this, she deliberately turned to look at Jing Feiyuan and teased, "Right Yuan'er? This hydrangea belongs to the prince, right? Did you embroider it for the prince?"

"..."

Jing Feiyuan looked at her mother helplessly with red cheeks.

As expected, Grandma Tan was right.

Her mother also came to tease her.

She patted her red cheeks and said shyly, "Mom, you were not so happy the last time your daughter got married. Why are you so happy today when you are throwing hydrangeas to attract a bride..."

Li Zhiwei walked behind her daughter, took the comb from Granny Tan, and combed her daughter's hair.

She said softly, "Once you are born, you are familiar again. The first time I married a daughter, I was only sad for her daughter's departure. Today is the second time I have experienced this kind of scene. There is not much sadness, so I am naturally happier." "

She looked at her daughter's beautiful face in the mirror and said with a smile, "Besides, mother is very excited now. Later, mother will see the scene of Wang Ye and A Lan fighting. Mother is really excited. What do you think the two of them are going to do? Who will grab the hydrangea? If the prince loses to A Lan, how will he end up?"

Jing Feiyuan was particularly confident, "Your Majesty will not lose."

Li Zhiwei smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. Yesterday A-Lan taught He'er martial arts. A-Lan gave He'er a performance on a whim. Your dad and I were passing by and we were both stunned by his martial arts! He can sow Flying ten feet high all of a sudden! He can dance with his sword like a dragon playing in the water! He is so powerful, I always feel that the prince will lose to him!"

The little whale, who had always been unable to understand the words, suddenly answered a sentence.

He patted the dressing table and said excitedly, "Uncle! Great! Great! Great!"

Li Zhiwei said in surprise, "Little Whale also knows that my uncle is great? Your uncle Alan is super awesome, right?"

The little whale clearly didn't understand, but he nodded desperately, feeling extremely proud.

"..."

Jing Feiyuan looked at her mother and the little whale, and her heart suddenly lifted.

Is A Lan really better than the prince?

Even the silly little whale knows that his little uncle is awesome, which means he is really awesome.

She used to be obsessed with the prince, and she thought that the prince would be more powerful than a teenage boy like A Lan, who would win every battle on the battlefield, but now...

She was a little uneasy.

If the prince is really not as powerful as A-Lan when it comes to fighting alone, and A-Lan finally steals her hydrangea, wouldn't she want to marry A-Lan?

She didn't dislike A-Lan. A boy as good as A-Lan deserved ten women like her. It was her honor to marry A-Lan, but what she liked in her heart was the prince.

She turned her head and looked out the door, her originally calm heart suddenly no longer able to settle down.

Your Majesty...

You must strive for success!

……

At this moment, Prince An's Mansion.

Ji Wushang was also dressed up.

It was said that he was dressed up, but in fact he could only choose between black and white.

After all, his emperor brother had just been buried a few days ago and he was still in the period of filial piety.

Ji Wushang tapped his forehead and looked down at the pile of black and white clothes he had picked out, a pile of plain hair crowns and hairpins, and a pile of black and white boots——

The more he looked, the tighter his frown became.

He felt that none of these looked good and were not worthy of his and Yuan'er's joy today.

He once again complained about the untimely death of his Brother Dog King, then turned to look at the seven confidants standing at the door except Henry Zhang, and asked, "Which one will look good on me?"

The seven confidants glanced at the clothes silently, and then all looked up at Ji Wushang.

Isn't this too difficult for them?

The seven of them are all rough guys from the border. They wear their own clothes casually, regardless of the color of the clothes, or whether the clothes match the boots or the hair crown.

The prince actually asked them to come up with opinions now. It would be better to ask them to go out and run twenty laps. It was really torture!