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

Butler Zhao wanted to stop Zheng Zhien, but didn't speak for a while.

Zheng Zhien said strangely, "You don't know which way your princess goes? Do you need to think about this problem for so long?"

Butler Zhao looked down at Zheng Zhien, his mind spinning at high speed.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered and he had an idea in his mind.

He smiled softly and said, "Mr. Zheng, do you really want me to say it directly?"

He bent down and stared at Zheng Zhien, "The reason why I hesitate to speak is because I know Mr. Zheng that you have a bad temper, and I'm afraid that you will quarrel with the Queen Mother again like that day when you enter the palace. That day, the prince was there to smooth things over. If you have a conflict with the Queen Mother again today, how can our fragile Princess control the situation if the Prince is not around?"

He deliberately pretended to be arrogant to anger Zheng Zhien, "Mr. Zheng, you are a Jianghu who doesn't understand the rules. You are not afraid of death and want to have a conflict with the Queen Mother. It has nothing to do with us. But if you implicate our noble Princess, let her fight with you." If we have bad luck together, then... we won’t agree!”

Zheng Zhien was indeed angered by Butler Zhao.

He said angrily, "Who said I have a bad temper? Even if I have a bad temper, so what? I went to protect the princess today, and I didn't go to harm her. How could I get into trouble!"

Butler Zhao smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I won't tell you which way the princess went. Not only can you not protect the princess, you will also harm the princess. I can't let someone like you run away." Harmed my master—"

After saying that, Butler Zhao pointed to the door and said slowly, "There are four streets leading to the palace from the palace. You can choose a road yourself. It's up to you to choose the right one. If you choose the wrong one, you won't be able to rely on it." Me."

Zheng Zhien was so angry that Butler Zhao jumped on his feet!

Uncle's!

He obviously had good intentions to protect Jing Feiyuan, but was bitten by Jing Feiyuan's dog, so he was just angry, right?

Jing Feiyuan and Ji Wushang, the two masters, didn't look down on him so much and were polite to him. How dare this dog slave dare to anger him like this!

He was so angry that he wanted to kick this old thing down right now!

Zheng Zhien was filled with anger.

He glanced at Butler Zhao up and down with vicious eyes and sneered——

Dry!

Snob!

Kick him!

When Zheng Zhien thought about it, he immediately kicked Butler Zhao in the abdomen and cursed, "Get out of here!"

"..."

Butler Zhao looked at the flying kick, and the veins on his forehead jumped!

He knows it!

This guy is a mad dog!

He really wanted to kick this kid into the ground and eat the dirt!

However, he kept in mind that he did not know martial arts, so he only dared to panic and retreat like ordinary people.

Zheng Zhien's kick was just a pretense. When Butler Zhao retreated, he swept Butler Zhao to the ground with a sweep of his legs!

"boom--"

Butler Zhao fell firmly to the ground. If it weren't for the internal protection, his old waist would have been broken!

He raised his head and looked at Zheng Zhien, who was standing in front of him with his arms akimbo, his old face as cold as ice, "Mr. Zheng! Who allowed you to hurt someone at the gate of the palace! Beating a dog depends on the owner. You don't take the prince seriously!"

Zheng Zhien not only kicked Butler Zhao down, he also stepped on Butler Zhao's chest and said arrogantly, "Why do I just beat you, a dog that looks down on others? You have the ability to let Jing Feiyuan drive me out!" My mother is her nanny, she calls me big brother all day long, see if she will chase me away!"

Speaking of this, Zheng Zhien frowned.

Well……

Having said that, Jing Feiyuan is quite a nice person, and he treats his mother, Lao Tan, very well.

Although this old dog made him angry, this old dog was raised by Ji Wushang and had nothing to do with Jing Feiyuan. The old dog took matters into his own hands and it was not Jing Feiyuan's fault. Otherwise, he would still be Why don't you try your best to protect Jing Feiyuan?

After hesitating for a few moments, Zheng Zhien stepped on Butler Zhao again, turned around and left the palace quickly, took a shortcut, climbed over the eaves and walked over the wall towards the entrance of the palace.

Humph.

This old dog is really stupid. There are four roads leading from here to the palace gate, so what? Doesn’t Jing Feiyuan’s carriage eventually have to enter through the palace gate?

As long as he took a shortcut and arrived at the palace gate ahead of Jing Feiyuan, wouldn't he be able to meet Jing Feiyuan?

Tsk, let him go to the palace gate and wait and see. If Jing Feiyuan despises him like this old dog and is afraid that he will cause trouble and does not want him to accompany him, then he will come back immediately. He will have to kneel down and slap himself if he bothers her even more. Ten slaps on my face!

"..."

Butler Zhao watched Zheng Zhien leave quickly. After a few breaths, his expression changed, but he still couldn't bear it. He was so angry that he punched the ground hard!

damn thing!

This piece of shit makes people hate it so much!

It’s almost natural to be at odds with him!

If he disagreed, he would be stabbed several times, and if he disagreed, he would be kicked several times. If he had known better, he should have strangled this bitch to death when he was three years old!

Butler Zhao stood up with the help of his servant.

While rubbing his waist, he sighed and looked towards the palace.

Ugh.

A Lan is his son, and Mad Dog is also his son. Qin Muxue wants to help A Lan hurt Jing Feiyuan, Zheng Zhien and Tan want to protect Jing Feiyuan, this...

Who should he help?

He had tried his best to stop her, but Zheng Zhien had to help Jing Feiyuan, and he, the father, was beaten by Zheng Zhien. What could he do?

He could only remain neutral and help no one.

Everything depends on God's will.

"Ugh!"

Butler Zhao sighed and walked into the house holding his waist.

Several slaves were angry on his behalf and started shouting——

"This Young Master Zheng is too domineering! Too arrogant! Uncle Zhao, you must tell the prince and princess a complaint against him, but you cannot let him sit on your head and shit!"

"That's right! You don't even look at yourself. You're just a bastard. He's only been here for a long time, and he dares to hit the palace's housekeeper! He's just looking for death!"

"..."

Butler Zhao turned his head and glanced at the servants who were complaining for him. He had a smile on his face, but in his heart he wished he could wipe the necks of all these people and throw them into a mass grave.

He can call his son a mad dog, but these people are not qualified to call his son a word.

Ah!

If he dares to call his son a bastard, the rest of his life will not be easy.

Let’s all clean his toilet one by one!

……

The gate of the palace.

Zheng Zhien jumped all the way from the eaves and rushed to the suspension bridge outside the imperial city as fast as possible. When he stopped and shook his clothes and took a deep breath, Jing Feiyuan's carriage came speeding up.

"Call-"

Yan Lilan, who was leading the way, saw Zheng Zhien standing by the suspension bridge first and quickly reined in his horse.

He turned over and dismounted and asked in surprise, "Brother, why are you here?"

Zheng Zhien straightened up and gasped, "Forget it, you ride horses and cars, and I run after you, but I'm exhausted!"

He pointed to the gorgeous carriage and said, "I'm here to see the princess. I have something to tell her."

Yan Lilan said obediently, bent down and picked up her brother and strode towards the carriage.

Zheng Zhien suddenly blushed and gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing! I am your brother! Can you save some face for me? Let me down quickly!"