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

However, she was just a humble businesswoman, a woman who had just divorced, and had such ugly quarrels with her ex-husband and mother-in-law in public. Her reputation was already bad in the eyes of many people. How could the prince do this to her? Are you interested in her?

A prince with overwhelming power who attracts countless ladies from well-born families. Even though he already has two children, he can still marry the daughter of any minister in the court. How could such a noble man be interested in her?

The disparity in their status always made her feel that she was being sentimental.

And the man's preference and care, as well as his every move, always made her feel that she was not being sentimental and that she was not mistaken...

She was scratching her heart like a kitten, but she didn't dare to ask or expose it.

She could only wait passively.

Her humble status prevented her from asking any more questions.

No one spoke any more along the way, and there was only the sound of the whimpering wind on the mountain road.

Soon, the group descended from Baiyun Mountain and came to the official road.

Jing Feiyuan looked at the gorgeous carriage parked on the side of the road, and his heart lifted again.

This is the prince's carriage. She can't ride a horse. Should she ride in the same carriage as the prince?

Ji Wushang noticed Jing Feiyuan's embarrassment, smiled and handed Yu'er, who had fallen asleep on his shoulder, to Jing Feiyuan, "Miss Jing, please carry Yu'er up, while I ride on."

Jing Feiyuan looked up at this man.

It turns out that a person as high and powerful as the prince can be so considerate, which is thousands of times better than her scumbag ex-husband.

Jing Feiyuan knew that he couldn't ride a horse, so he didn't refuse pretentiously. He bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty. If a girl can't ride a horse, then she will follow His Majesty's arrangement. Thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty—"

Ji Wushang smiled and said, "It's not hard on me. It's really hard on Miss Jing to bother Miss Jing to come to Baiyun Mountain to pick up the child in the middle of the night."

He motioned Jing Feiyuan to get in the car.

Jing Feiyuan stepped on the stool and got into the carriage.

Holding Yu'er in her arms and sitting on the comfortable and soft cushions of the carriage, with the incense that belonged to Ji Wushang lingering at the tip of her nose, she looked at all the men's utensils in the carriage, and her heart, which had not been able to calm down since she came down the mountain, began to calm down again. Plop jumped up.

She held the warm child tightly in her arms to draw strength, and looked at the man outside through the car curtain.

Seeing the man get on his horse, straighten his spine and ride gracefully in front of him, she let out a soft breath.

What woman wouldn't like such a person?

"Oh, mother——"

I don't know whether she held the child too hard or the bumpy carriage made the child uncomfortable. Yu'er woke up in her arms in a daze.

The little Zaizai rubbed his mother's neck, then turned his head to follow the scent and look at the plates of snacks on the small table in front of him.

His round eyes blinked twice, and while looking at Jing Feiyuan, he slowly stretched out his little hand to get it.

Jing Feiyuan subconsciously grabbed his hand.

He raised his head and looked at his mother in confusion, "Huh? Eat?"

Jing Feiyuan kissed his little hand and said softly, "I didn't tell them that I couldn't touch other people's things, so why don't we just stop eating?"

Yu'er didn't understand, but his mother held his little hand and didn't allow him to get the snacks, so he obediently held back his hands and stared at the snacks with his big black eyes.

Outside the carriage, Ji Wushang vaguely heard the movement inside.

He asked the horse to slow down and come to the right side of the carriage.

He raised the car curtain with a riding crop, bent slightly and asked Jing Feiyuan, "Miss Jing, what's wrong?"

Jing Feiyuan looked helplessly at the man who suddenly appeared.

She was already very quiet, how could she still hear her?

She pointed at the snacks and said, "Your Majesty, Yu'er wants to have some snacks."

Ji Wushang smiled and said, "Okay, you can eat it with him. It is prepared for you. It is soft and easy to digest, so you don't have to worry about food accumulation."

After saying that, he lowered the car curtain.

But when he looked up, he saw that the handsome young man who was riding with Henry Zhang in front of him was looking back at him warily, as if he was about to explode at any moment——

He narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly smiled at the beautiful boy.

Then, he lowered his head and extended his palm to Jing Feiyuan, "Miss Jing, can you give me a piece?"

Jing Feiyuan was stunned and immediately brought him a piece of milk cake.

As soon as it was placed in his palm, Jing Feiyuan hesitated and asked, "Which one does the prince want to eat?"

Ji Wushang stared at her with his dark eyes, and clasped the pastry with her fingers with a smile, "This is pretty good."

"..."

Jing Feiyuan watched her fingers being clenched by the man's, and after a moment of trance, she immediately pulled her hand back with red cheeks.

She quickly glanced at Ji Wushang, then grabbed the car curtain with her fingers and pulled it down to block the man's view.

Even though it was blocked, she could still hear Ji Wushang's low and joyful laughter outside, and she could also vaguely hear A Lan's scolding of someone in front of him, calling someone stinky and shameless.

Laughter seemed to be ringing in her ears. She looked at her fingers that had been grabbed. She was ashamed and annoyed. Her cheeks were red and she lowered her head and buried herself in Yu'er's little arms.

"Yu'er, why is your father like this..."

She complained softly to her son, "Your father is a bit bad, he has changed..."

He was obviously a serious person a few days ago and kept a distance from her. Why did this man seem to be a different person when we met tonight?

Could it be that his emperor brother died and he was in a good mood?

Or is it because there is no longer an emperor watching over him and no one can threaten him in the future, so he just lets go?

Or was it that the image of Yan Lilan in her arms had stimulated this man, and that this man was self-taught enough to compete with Yan Lilan?

No matter what it was, this man's changes left her at a loss as to how to deal with it.

Yu'er didn't know what his mother was doing. He turned to look at the snacks on the small table, secretly stretched out his hand to take a piece, quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it secretly like a little hamster.

Huh, if the guy outside the carriage can eat it, he can eat it too.

He wants to eat.

While my mother wasn't paying attention, I stole a few more pieces.

So, when Jing Feiyuan adjusted his mood and raised his head from his son's arms, he found that his son's little mouth was bulging and half of the milk cake on the table was missing.

When he noticed that she had raised her head, the little cub cunningly stopped chewing. His dark eyes looked innocent.

She kissed Zaizai's forehead in a funny and helpless way.

Tsk, this is not a little whale, this is clearly a greedy little cat.

……

Prince An's Mansion.

Jing Feiyuan took Yu'er's little hand and followed the tall Ji Wushang into the palace and went straight to a quiet courtyard.

Jing Feiyuan and Yu'er looked around the yard, while Ji Wushang followed behind the mother and son with a smile.

He admitted that he had selfish motives and deliberately placed Miss Jing and her son in Wutong Garden next to his main courtyard.

From now on, he can see Miss Jing after just a few steps.

He stopped at the door of the room, stood in the corridor and said to Jing Feiyuan, "Brother Huang has passed away, and affairs in the palace are busy. I have to go back to the palace to take charge. Miss Jing will have a good rest in the palace. The king will come back to see you and Yu tomorrow." Son."

Although Jing Feiyuan felt that the last sentence was a bit ambiguous, she didn't know what to say, so she could only pretend to be confused, "Okay, Your Majesty."

Thinking of Princess Jiaoyang who had repeatedly opposed her, she asked again, "Your Majesty, I accompanied Yu'er to the palace, where is Princess Jiaoyang?"