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

No one knows about Henry Zhang’s slander.

Jing Feiyuan bowed to Ji Wushang and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

She knew that Ji Wushang and the county magistrate still had something to say, so she wisely said, "Your Majesty, the daughter of the people will not disturb you anymore. The daughter of the people and her family are leaving."

Ji Wushang nodded.

Jing Feiyuan turned his head and took a deep look at Master Cui who was lying limply on the ground, and helped his father to leave with his younger brother.

As soon as Jing Feiyuan left, Ji Wushang turned around and looked at Chief Cui.

He said coldly, "Who ordered you?"

When he asked this question, he already had eight guesses in his mind.

really.

Under his sharp eyes, Master Cui did not dare to hide anything. He trembled and kowtowed and replied, "Yes...she is Princess Jiaoyang."

Ji Wushang sneered.

She is indeed his good daughter. Does he want Miss Jing to be taken back by Zhao Lingjie and die in the hands of the Zhao family's mother and son?

It seems that punishing her by being grounded and copying Buddhist scriptures is not enough to calm her down.

Then, kneel down in the ancestral hall.

If you kneel for three to five days and get hungry again, you should have a better memory.

……

At the gate of the county government.

Jing Feiyuan was sitting in the carriage with her father and younger brother. Seeing her father and younger brother happily holding the household registration opposite, she also smiled.

She asked Yaoyu Space in her mind, "Xiaoyu, does Prince An have any hidden illnesses?"

"Well……"

Xiaoyu rarely hesitated.

Jing Feiyuan was a little strange, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoyu said distressedly, "Prince An does have a physical problem, but it doesn't seem to be a disease. I took a quick look and it seems that he is cursed."

Jing Feiyuan's pupils tightened, "Curse? What curse?"

Xiaoyu said, "A curse is different from a disease. The disease can be manifested through the pulse. But a curse is something like this. I can't figure out what the curse is like until he shows symptoms. How close can the master get to Prince An?" Let me observe more. If he is cursed, it will definitely show itself. If you observe more, you can find it."

Jing Feiyuan frowned.

No wonder.

No wonder Prince An had no intention of becoming emperor, either in his previous life or in this life.

He clearly had the strength and ambition to become emperor, but he always sat in the position of regent and never ascended to the supreme position.

It turned out to be because there was a curse in his body.

After learning that there was a curse in Prince An's body, she suddenly understood why Prince An was looking for the descendants of the national master.

The witchcraft curse is said to be a technique that the national master clan is proficient in.

The curse placed on Prince An might have been placed by the Imperial Master or his clan for Prince An. Then someone in the royal family did not want Prince An to recover, and brutally killed the Imperial Master and his family, cutting off Prince An's future...

Jing Feiyuan asked Xiaoyu, "Can you cure the curse imposed by Prince An?"

Xiaoyu said, "Skills have specializations, and witchcraft and curses are not the same as medical skills. I can treat his symptoms, but not the root cause. In other words, I can cure him with medicine when he is sick, but he will still get sick next time. The disease continues. I can’t completely remove the curse.”

After hearing this, Jing Feiyuan didn't have much regret.

The curse placed on Prince An was something that even the world's famous doctors were unable to cure, so he never ascended the throne as emperor in his previous life.

Now her Xiaoyu can control Prince An's condition, which is already rare.

In fact, let’s say something dark that shouldn’t be said——

Prince An's curse cannot be cured, but it is the best for her, because in this way, Prince An must always take her with him to suppress the curse, and Prince An's interest relationship with her must be bound for life. Till death.

In this way, Prince An would not hurt her life.

He couldn't leave her at all.

Jing Feiyuan smiled and said, "Thank you Xiaoyu. Knowing that Prince An has been cursed, what we have to do next is simple. The old emperor will die in three days. When the old emperor dies, I will take Yu'er with me." Go to Prince An's Mansion to recognize your relatives. Yu'er is mentally weak and will inevitably be separated from me. I can take the opportunity to stay in Prince An's Mansion to take care of Yu'er. In this way, I can get along with Prince An every day. What is the curse on him? We'll find out soon—"

Xiaoyu was also happy, "That's right! Once we figure out what the curse is in Prince An, we can cure him and then cooperate with him! At that time, the master can use his power to cure the world. Disease, my medicinal jade space will finally shine again and cure all the suffering patients in the world!"

Jing Feiyuan also smiled.

With such a heaven-defying fairy treasure, it would be a waste of nature to hide it and use it only for one person.

After she obtained such a treasure, she should have benefited the people of the world and brought relief to the suffering people while keeping her secret.

Everyone in the world has only one life, but God is so merciful that she can be born again. What an honor is this? Since she has received a gift from God, she cannot just confine herself to personal affairs. Her rebirth cannot be just to deal with Zhao Lingjie and her son. Her rebirth must be meaningful and she must live up to God's gift.

"Sister, are you happy to be rid of the Zhao family? You have such a beautiful smile!"

Jing Xunhe was happy when he suddenly saw his sister smiling across from him. He couldn't help but rush to her side, hugged her arm, and laughed.

Jing Feiyuan lowered his head and said, "Yes, sister is very happy. She is finally out of the Zhao family's misery. She no longer has to suffer harm from them."

Jing Yunfeng looked at his daughter, with red eyes, blaming himself and said, "It's all my fault, Dad, because he doesn't know people well enough to marry you to such a beast!"

Jing Feiyuan took her father's hand and said softly, "Dad, don't say that again. When our family first got engaged to the Zhao family, so many people were congratulating me on getting married to a good family. Look, so many people No one has seen Zhao Lingjie’s true face clearly, they all think he is a good husband, so what’s your fault for not seeing him clearly?”

She raised her hand and touched her father's eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Unless you have a third eye like Erlang Zhenjun, otherwise, you are just an ordinary old father. You don't want to be someone who can see people's hearts clearly. Mr. Erlang, don’t think of taking all the blame on yourself.”

Jing Xunhe also chuckled and touched his father's forehead, "That's right! Dad asked me and my sister to touch more, maybe daddy will have a third eye!"

When Jing Yunfeng was teased by the naughty siblings, all his worries disappeared.

His Yuan'er has been sensible since she was a child.

Therefore, he became even more reluctant to let Yuan'er suffer a little injustice.

But as soon as her Yuan'er escaped from the den of tigers and wolves, she seemed to be targeted by that prince again!

If his eighteen-year-old daughter goes to the palace to be a stepmother for an eleven-year-old girl, there is no telling how much suffering she will suffer in the future.

Alas, I hope the old emperor dies quickly!

After the old emperor died, the prince had to keep his filial piety for his brother. He could take advantage of this opportunity to marry his daughter to a good family.

By the time the prince comes out of his filial piety period, his daughter will already be someone else's daughter-in-law.

……

The next few days were calm.

The Jing family had prepared a complaint, but the old emperor was critically ill and the entire court was extremely busy. Naturally, this dispute had to be postponed until after the national mourning.

Three days later.

The old emperor passed away at noon just as Jing Feiyuan remembered.

Jing Feiyuan originally thought that Prince An would come to her only after he was doing some pretense to attend the funeral for the old emperor. Unexpectedly, Prince An sent Zhang Xuan to Jingjia Pharmacy that afternoon.

Henry Zhang bowed his hands and saluted, "Miss Jing, the regent asked me to tell you that he will come to take the young master back to his home tomorrow. Please prepare yourself."