The gambling god's wife in the Duke's Mansion is getting divorced again

Li Jiu kicked open door after door, and each one was empty.

Pei Jinzhi's face was covered with dark clouds and became uglier and uglier.

"Master, could it be that Miss Sang ran away on her own?" Li Jiu guessed.

"With such a big scene, if she runs out, someone will definitely see her."

Pei Jinzhi felt uneasy, because Baili Xi's men were guarding everywhere and they were not pushovers.

They didn't see anyone, which meant Sang Wan was still in the gambling house.

All the doors of the Rhine Pavilion were wide open. Pei Jinzhi did not give up and walked through each room from beginning to end.

Still nothing was gained.

Beside the couch in the main room, he used his sword to lift the gauze curtain, his brows gradually furrowing.

There is a faint and shallow scent of mulberry leaves here.

He held her in his arms for more than two hours that day, and the faint scent of herbs seeped into his heart, and he could never forget it.

"Li Jiu, look carefully everywhere. It must be here."

"Master, let me call a few more people."

Li Jiu thought that there was strength in numbers and it would be faster to find someone.

Unexpectedly, Pei Jinzhi immediately spoke out to stop him: "No."

He paused for a moment and changed his mind:

"Take your men and stand guard outside. No one is allowed to step in."

Li Jiu was a little confused, but still bowed and accepted the order: "Yes."

In the huge bedroom, candles flickered.

Pei Jinzhi first lowered his head and reached under the bed, then stood up and opened all the cabinets that could be opened.

Finally, he started at the door again, tapping gently on the wall and listening for any sound.

But every place seemed to be a solid wall, without any empty noise.

Unconsciously, beads of sweat began to drip down his forehead.

He looked around once more and forced himself to close his eyes.

There was a sound that was so faint that it could not be any fainter coming from somewhere, a bit like fingernails scratching sawdust, or like a mouse gnawing on wood.

Pei Jinzhi followed the sound and returned his gaze to the closet.

He rushed to the closet and tapped with his fingers. Sure enough, there was a darkroom.

But I looked everywhere and couldn't find the switch.

"Sang Wan, are you in there?" Pei Jinzhi banged on the cupboard wall, his voice anxious.

The sparse sound became louder and louder, as if responding to him.

Pei Jinzhi said in a deep voice: "If you are here, lie down."

He clenched his fist and, with all his strength, punched the closet through with a bang.

The huge impact force smashed open a big hole, and inside was a dark secret room.

Pei Jinzhi used his hands to pull the wood apart, making the hole a little wider.

Just by lowering his head, he saw a piece of arm sticking out from the quilt on the ground, still knocking on the wall.

It's her! Pei Jinzhi's eyes reddened, and he used all his strength to pry open the hole and squeeze in.

He lifted the quilt. Sang Wan's eyes were closed tightly, her wet hair stuck to her scalp, and she was wearing only a thin gauze dress.

Pei Jinzhi's eyes darkened and murderous intent surged.

He carefully wrapped the quilt and carried Sang Wan out.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

The familiar voice made Sang Wan let down her guard.

She opened her eyes slightly and saw someone carrying her through the darkness and back to the light.

The dim candlelight swayed back and forth, and one warm circle of light after another appeared in front of her eyes.

There was a faint dark shadow in the circle of light, calling her name again and again.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

The voice was so low and soft that it made her heart melt.

He called her, first Sang Wan, then A Wan, and finally Wan Wan.

"Wanwan, wake up."

"Late night..."

Sang Wan sighed slowly.

Wanwan, no one has ever called her like this before.

She recalled the happy times when she was a child, riding on her father's neck and walking around the streets.

Daddy, is that you?

This voice is deeper and more pleasant than his father's.

who is he……

Qi Bo gave her a strong medicine, but her body couldn't handle such a large dose and she fainted again.

Pei Jinzhi took off his cloak, wrapped her up, and wrapped her tightly in a silk quilt before opening the door and calling Li Jiu.

"Call for a sedan chair and go to the pleasure boat tonight."

"Go and ask someone to buy some women's clothes and send them to the pleasure boat."

Li Jiu was delighted to find it.

"Yes!"

*

Sang Wan opened her eyes again, and she felt as if she was in the Flaming Mountain.

There was fire all around, it was extremely hot, all her sweat evaporated, and her feet felt like they were stepping on a scorching desert.

"Water... give me water." She licked her lips, the corners of her lips were cracked.

Someone hugged her and fed her water. She didn't have time to see who it was, and she buried her head and gulped down the whole bowl of water.

"More, more water." It's so hot and thirsty.

She felt like a fish struggling and jumping in the desert.

He continued to feed her and she buried her head in drinking; after several times, she felt her stomach was swollen like a balloon.

Sang Wan subconsciously touched her belly. The soft satin fabric felt smooth, comfortable and cool.

"Do you want more, Wanwan?" The deep voice whispered in her ear again.

The hot air from his breath was so alluring that it made people feel even hotter.

Sang Wan couldn't help but push him away, her eyes still blurry and she couldn't see clearly what was in front of her.

All the images are overlapping phantoms, like colorful bubbles, layer upon layer, making it impossible to tell where you are or who is next to you.

"You're so hot, who are you?" She put her hands on Pei Jinzhi's chest, her body and face covered in sweat.

A pair of large hands covered the back of her hands, and someone pressed their foreheads against hers. The voice was very low, like thick ink that could not be dissolved: "Look carefully, who am I?"

Pei Jinzhi took her hands, pressed them against his cheeks, and gently scratched them with his face.

The beard on both sides of Sang Wan's hands lightly scratched, and the palms of her hands felt like they were being passed through by electric current, itchy and numb.

"Your hair is so short, you are not the Huang next door." Sang Wan pouted.

"Who is Da Huang?" "He's the dog from Mrs. Wang's house next door."

Pei Jinzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stroked her hand and coaxed her softly:

"I'm not Da Huang. Look carefully, who am I?"

Sang Wan felt the back of her hand was very hot, as if two balls of fire were burning her.

She pulled her hand back forcefully. The heat made her restless and she had no time to think.

"No, no, it's so hot, I feel so uncomfortable."

She felt like she was suffocating from the heat, and she grabbed her collar and tried to take off her clothes.

The pair of big hands pressed down her hands again, and the tone became more serious: "Wanwan, don't take it off."

Sang Wan subconsciously mistook the man in front of her for Shi Luochuan.

"Brother Luochuan, I'm very hot and uncomfortable. I..."

Those hands squeezed her hands so hard that they hurt.

Then he angrily let go of her hand and pinched her jaw again.

Pei Jinzhi pulled her face in front of him, feeling jealous.

He gritted his teeth, his dark eyes igniting with sparks: "Sang Wan, who am I?"

Sang Wan was hurt by the force. Her autumn eyes were misty, her face flushed like a plum blossom, and her moist red lips opened and closed: "It hurts, it hurts so much."

Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and the low sobs sounded like falling rain hitting Pei Jinzhi's heart.

The worries and fears of the entire night collapsed with her tears, instantly turning into a deep pool;

There was an indescribable longing in the pool, flowing with the gurgling sound of the water, enveloping him.

He could hear no other sound.

Pei Jinzhi couldn't help but lean over and bite her lips, picking this tempting red plum.

"Wanwan, remember, it's me."