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

Jing Feiyuan suppressed laughter, "I won't touch him, I'll whip him with a whip -"

Ji Wushang curled his lips, "No, hitting someone's hand will hurt, so let the guards do it."

Jing Feiyuan smiled as brightly as a flower.

The two of them were talking sweetly to each other here. Zhao Lingjie, who was so beaten that his eyes were filled with stars and life was worse than death, accidentally glanced over here, and was so excited by the sight of the two of them rubbing each other's ears that his eyes were splitting!

Did these two people beat him as a way of flirting?

The worse his ex-husband is beaten, the more harmonious and happy the relationship between the two will be, right?

Isn't he the tool that Ji Wushang wanted to take credit from Jing Feiyuan?

Damn!

Damn!

Staring at Jing Feiyuan's flowery smile, Zhao Lingjie suddenly discovered that Jing Feiyuan seemed to have never smiled like this at him...

He thought about it carefully between the beatings.

The way Jing Feiyuan looked at him was as shy, cowardly, expectant, and aggrieved as a newlywed wife looked at her husband...but not the way he looked at Ji Wushang at this moment.

It seemed, as if those eyes could only hold the love of Ji Wushang.

Yes, it is love.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lingjie felt a little dazed again——

He had been married to Jing Feiyuan for half a year, but Jing Feiyuan didn't fall in love with him, but Jing Feiyuan turned to marry Ji Wushang and fell in love with Ji Wushang in just a few days?

Is he that inferior to Ji Wushang?

Just because he is an eunuch and he cannot satisfy the bitch Jing Feiyuan on the bed, does this bitch not love him?

Zhao Lingjie lowered his head and glanced under him. He couldn't bear the stimulation. His heart ached, his vision went dark, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"I'm vomiting blood! I'm vomiting blood!"

"Don't fight, don't fight. If you beat him to death, you won't be punished alive. You can't let him die, brother guard!"

"Don't hit the guard brother, you have to let this kind of person live and suffer for a few more years!"

Seeing Zhao Lingjie suddenly vomiting blood, the onlookers were more nervous than the guards who were involved in the beating, and they all shouted to stop the beating.

But the content of their shouting is really dumbfounding.

They didn't pity Zhao Lingjie's miserable life, they were afraid that Zhao Lingjie wouldn't be able to suffer any more if he died.

The guards looked at each other funny and stopped.

They looked at Ji Wushang and Jing Feiyuan, "Your Majesty, Princess, you are good at beating people, but you can't resist them. You vomited blood after just a few beatings. Should we continue to beat them?"

Ji Wushang looked sideways at Jing Feiyuan, "Are you still fighting?"

Jing Feiyuan looked at Ji Wushang silently.

She said she would beat her, but who would get it if she was beaten to death?

If she says she won't fight, the jealousy won't get back to her. Do you think she feels distressed?

Looking into Ji Wushang's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, Jing Feiyuan knew that Ji Wushang was deliberately teasing her. She pinched Ji Wushang secretly, and then said to the guard as if nothing had happened, "Today's share, don't worry about it yet." Let’s fight and continue tomorrow.”

The guard accepted the order.

Jing Feiyuan looked down at Zhao Lingjie, who fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

She said calmly, "Although Zhou Sangning has severed ties with the prince, she was beaten to death by a bastard husband like you. If she doesn't get treatment, she will probably die. The prince and I are her elders after all. We We will not ignore death, and we will take Zhou Sangning back to the palace to stay for a few days. As for you——"

She asked slowly, "Do you admit that you are Zhou Sangning's husband? Do you want to go back to the palace with Zhou Sangning?"

Zhao Lingjie lay on the ground in a state of disgrace, with the smell of blood still lingering in his mouth.

Listening to his former wife speaking unfamiliar words to him in a familiar voice, he could only look at his former wife's skirt and toes. He didn't even have the strength to raise his head to look at her face. The hatred in his heart grew crazily.

Of course he is going to the palace!

How can I take revenge without going to the palace?

He suppressed his hatred and answered weakly but firmly, "I am Zhou Sangning's husband. She and I worshiped the ancestors of the Zhou family and her biological father's tablet. Wherever she goes, I will go!"

Jing Feiyuan curled up his lips, "Then, with what identity do you want to enter my and the prince's palace?"

"..."

Zhao Lingjie's fingernails were about to bleed from the palm of his hand.

The bitch!

You have to force him to death, right?

it is good!

very good!

Zhao Lingjie deeply hid the unwillingness and hatred in his eyes, tried his best to get up, then knelt down little by little with his legs together, folded his hands and raised them above his head, and bowed -

"My son-in-law, Zhao Lingjie, pays homage to my father-in-law and my mother-in-law."

"My son-in-law, Zhao Lingjie, would like to send my regards to my father and mother."

"In the past, I have offended many people. I ask my father and mother to forgive me. My son-in-law kowtows here to apologize."

Every time he said a word, he kept it to the end.

Every time he knocked down, his forehead would make a sound as it collided with the cold ground.

After kowtowing three times, he heard the crowd cheering for him, and felt countless sarcastic and contemptuous eyes falling on him——

Tears of humiliation quietly fell from the corners of Zhao Lingjie's eyes.

There is nothing more humiliating than asking him to kneel down in front of his former wife and humbly call "Mother" in front of hundreds of people.

This was obviously the wife he had abandoned, but she suddenly turned into the princess mother whom he had to kowtow to say goodbye to!

The most hateful thing is that he is now in despair. The wife he married is a crazy burden, but the wife he abandoned married a powerful and obedient prince who still showed love to him all the time!

He hates it so much, he hates this unfair world, he hates everyone!

Jing Feiyuan looked down at Zhao Lingjie kowtow to show weakness, and the resentment that had accumulated in his heart dissipated a little.

She didn't say anything, and returned to Ji Wushang's side again, with expectant eyes, "Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace?"

Ji Wushang did not touch her face in public, but responded favorably, "Okay."

But after holding her hand and returning to the carriage and pulling down the curtain, Ji Wushang immediately lowered his head and whispered, "Do we have to take him back to the palace?"

Jing Feiyuan looked sideways at Ji Wushang and asked with a smile, "Is the prince afraid that his bones will stain the soil of the palace?"

Ji Wushang was stunned when he heard the word "bones".

He suddenly looked up at Jing Feiyuan and took a breath, "Yuan'er, you..."

Jing Feiyuan's eyes were cold, "Yes, I want his life. Once he enters, he will never leave again. I will even crush his bones and scatter them into ashes...but I will keep him for a long time." Live a little longer, watch him suffer more, and then kill him..."

Jing Feiyuan looked at Ji Wushang again, gently stroked his cheek, and whispered, "No matter whether the prince will think that I am vicious and cold-blooded, I will kill him. I will not hide this from the prince. Because you are my pillow. Zhao Lingjie is the person I want to kill, and I have to tell you—"

Ji Wushang ran into Jing Feiyuan's clear and translucent eyes that were full of affection for him.

The slightest bit of displeasure and sadness I felt just now has long since disappeared.

What's sad, what's unhappy, he's so happy now!

He held Jing Feiyuan's cheek, lowered his head and kissed her!