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

Jing Feiyuan was in a trance at the appearance of Prince An. The beautiful young man Yan Lilan, who was leaning in her arms, suddenly asked delicately, "Sister, who is he?"

The voice ringing in her ears made Jing Feiyuan suddenly come back to her senses.

She looked at the tall man standing two feet away who was staring at her with no discernible emotion or anger, and then looked down at the beautiful young man in his arms who was holding his heart and crying out in pain. Somehow, she felt a numb scalp. intuition.

She tried to make introductions calmly.

She pointed at Ji Wushang and said, "This is Prince An, Yu'er's biological father."

She pointed to Yan Lilan in her arms and said, "This is Yan Lilan, the uncle who protected Yu'er when he grew up, and was willing to jump off a cliff and almost die in order to protect Yu'er."

After saying that, she pulled Yu'er, who had been holding her legs obediently and standing behind her, to her, "Your Highness, this is Yu'er. He is your biological son who has been separated for four years."

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Ji Wushang glanced at the young man leaning in Jing Feiyuan's arms.

Staring at the young man's beautiful, indistinguishable androgynous face, he squinted slightly, feeling a man's sense of rejection and crisis in his heart.

Miss Jing only introduced him with a few simple words, but she introduced this young man with dozens of words.

Miss Jing seems to like this boy very much.

More than I like him.

And this young man should also like Miss Jing very much.

He could see clearly just now that the young man was obviously walking well, but after seeing them at the bottom of the mountain, the young man deliberately pretended to be weak and snuggled into Miss Jing's arms. Ha, just pretending.

When Ji Wushang stared at Yan Lilan, Yan Lilan also stared at Ji Wushang.

Yan Lilan's pupils narrowed.

This prince made him feel a sense of crisis, and he subconsciously made himself look weaker and shrank into Jing Feiyuan's arms. His fingers clenched Jing Feiyuan's clothes tightly, as if he was declaring his sovereignty.

His instinct told him that this prince might steal his beautiful sister.

He wanted to hold his sister tightly.

He won't let his sister be snatched away by anyone!

The two men's eyes met for three breaths and then looked away at the same time.

Ji Wushang calmly lowered his head and looked at the four-year-old baby who was pushed forward by Jing Feiyuan.

The little doll was white, tender and very beautiful. It was tilting its head and secretly looking at him with a pair of big round eyes. After meeting his eyes, the little doll seemed to be frightened by his mask and turned around quickly. He hugged Jing Feiyuan's legs, and then...

Jianshengsheng shouted——

"mother!"

"..."

The little baby's "Mother" made the entire mountain road fall into silence.

Ji Wushang stared at the little baby blankly. After he realized what he was doing, his eyes slowly moved up and landed on Jing Feiyuan's face.

His eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ok?

What does this little thing call Miss Jing?

Did he hear it right?

Ji Wushang stared at Jing Feiyuan and Yu'er again and again. Then, the corners of his mouth turned up a little, and he turned to ask Henry behind him, "Xuan Zhang, my son, what is Miss Jing's name?"

Henry Zhang was also stunned by this scene.

He secretly glanced at the irrepressible curve at the corner of the prince's mouth and almost died laughing!

He cleared his throat and answered loudly, "Your Majesty! Your son is calling Miss Jing mother! He is calling you mother! He is calling you dad! He is calling Miss Jing mother!"

Ji Wushang suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to look at Jing Feiyuan calmly, "Miss Jing, what is going on? I am a little confused. Miss Jing, can you help me clear up my confusion?"

"..."

Jing Feiyuan lowered her head, wishing she had a hole in the ground for her to crawl into.

Although she had long expected such an embarrassing day, when the day finally came, she still couldn't bear it.

Really, I can't bear it.

Especially the way the prince opposite her smiled and deliberately pretended to be confused, and Henry Zhang deliberately shouted loudly, which made her really want to die.

She lowered her head and made eye contact with the little Zaizai holding her legs.

She was a little annoyed and moved her legs slightly, trying to get Zaizai to let go of her.

But the little Zaizai tilted his head and looked at her, thinking that his mother was playing with him. He hugged his mother tighter with his little hands, rubbed his little face against her legs, and shouted softly, " Oh, oh, mother! Hug! Mother, hug!"

"..."

Jing Feiyuan had no choice but to deal with this annoying little bastard, so she could only secretly look up at the man opposite with a blushing face.

Ji Wushang was looking at the scene of the little Zaizai being entangled with a smile. When he saw Miss Jing being too embarrassed to meet others, he couldn't restrain the joy in his heart. He put his slender fingers against his lips and laughed softly.

Seeing him like this, Jing Feiyuan became more embarrassed and panicked.

She blushed and explained, "Your Majesty, it wasn't me who taught the young master, it really wasn't me who taught him!"

She was anxious and shy, and said quickly, "That night when I saw the young master under the shrine, he rushed over and hugged me and called me mother. I don't know why! Really! My lord, believe me! This is your family The young master shouted it himself! If he hadn't called me mother, I wouldn't have dared to risk my life to save him when so many people were chasing him, don't you think so?"

Ji Wushang looked at Jing Feiyuan with a smile in his dark eyes, and said dotingly, "Okay, Miss Jing, don't worry, I trust Miss Jing."

Behind him, Henry Zhang cheered and laughed loudly, "Oh, the young master wanted to shout it himself? Doesn't that mean that Miss Jing and the prince are destined? The prince's son chose a mother for himself from the vast sea of ​​people. Choosing Miss Jing, could it be God’s will?”

When the guards behind Henry Zhang saw him like this, they all laughed and shouted, "That's right! This is destiny!"

Jing Feiyuan was so teased by them that she almost buried her head in her arms.

When Ji Wushang saw this, he smiled and raised his hand to wave to the guards behind him.

The guards immediately shut up.

Ji Wushang smiled and said to Jing Feiyuan, "Miss Jing, since we have received the child and Mr. Yan, there is no need to stay in Baiyunguan tonight. Let's go back to the palace first."

Jing Feiyuan was a little surprised.

She tried hard to hide her embarrassment and looked up at Ji Wushang, "Go back to the palace? Should I go too?"

Ji Wushang nodded, reached out and touched the little Zaizai's head gently. As expected, the little Zaizai turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

He took back his hand and said with a smile, "Miss Jing, look, does he seem to be able to follow me obediently? I'm afraid it will be hard for Miss Jing to accompany him back to the palace."

Jing Feiyuan lowered his head and looked at Yu'er.

After the little Zaizai glared fiercely at Ji Wushang, he obediently continued to hug her legs and act like a baby. Really, as much as he was cruel to his biological father, he was very kind to her as a fake mother.

She couldn't help but laugh, pinched Yu'er's little face gently, and said softly, "Yu'er, don't be so cruel to daddy, that's your daddy."

Yu'er glanced at Jing Feiyuan blankly, and continued to hug Jing Feiyuan and act coquettishly.

Jing Feiyuan had no choice but to reach out and hug him tightly.

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Ji Wushang's dark eyes suddenly became deep and heavy.

Just now, Miss Jing pinched his son's little face and said softly not to be so cruel to his father. At that moment, his heart suddenly throbbed uncontrollably.

It was as if Miss Jing was really the mother of his child, Miss Jing was teaching their son not to be cruel to his father, Miss Jing was protecting him...

How could such a warm sight of a family of three prevent him, a twenty-eight-year-old bachelor, from becoming confused?