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

Sang Wan ran back home in one breath and closed the door tightly.

Every day is filled with trouble. Pei Jinzhi left, and now Baili Xi has arrived.

Could it be that she has the face of a concubine or mistress?

One by one, so annoying.

For no reason, she felt a sense of unease in her heart.

"The eldest lady is back. Look, who is here?" Madam Cheng, who was dressed as a maid, smiled.

Sang Wan looked up and saw a young girl.

She was the woman who was with Shi Luochuan that day, Pu Menglian, the only adopted daughter of Mr. Pu from Biquan Villa.

"You are..." she asked knowingly.

"Miss Sang, my name is Pu Menglian, and I came here specifically to see you."

She was dressed gorgeously and had an elegant temperament. Her sudden appearance here caught Sang Wan off guard.

"Brother Luochuan was very worried about you after he learned about the incident at Tiansheng Hall. He came back to look for you many times, but each time he didn't see you. Now that the Autumn Examination is approaching, I advised him to focus on his studies. Now that I've seen the young lady today, I can go back and report to Brother Luochuan."

Her smile was sweet and her tone was sincere, so Sang Wan couldn't dislike her at all.

"Thank you, Miss Pu, and Mr. Luo Chuan... for your concern. I'm doing fine."

As soon as Sang Wan finished speaking, she changed her address somewhat awkwardly.

"Brother Luochuan said that you are a few months older than me, so is it okay for me to call you Sister Wan from now on?"

Sang Wan smiled faintly, hiding the loneliness in her heart:

"It's my great honor. I'm sorry to offend Miss Pu by calling you my sister."

"Sister Wan, please don't say that. Brother Luochuan often mentioned you to me, saying that you are a very good girl. My father admires her very much and specially invited her to the villa to study quietly. But I noticed that she has been distracted a lot recently, so I dared to come here this time. Please don't mind, sister."

When Pu Menglian talked about the reason for her visit, Sang Wan felt a little sad.

I can’t describe the feeling, I just feel my heart is empty and full, full and empty.

She felt like something very important had been taken away from her, and her heart was suddenly desolate and she couldn't find a place to return to.

"I'm so sorry to have worried Mr. Luochuan and Miss Pu. I went to the countryside earlier."

"Awan...but Mr. Luochuan is here?" Sang Wan heard the voice in the house and started calling her again.

"Mom, it's not Mr. Luochuan, it's his..."

Pu Menglian smiled and took over the conversation: "Sister."

Sang Wan thought about it and followed the words and shouted, "It's my sister."

Once upon a time, she was also Mr. Luochuan's sister.

"Okay, okay, let's give her some tea. Ah Fen, pour tea for the guest."

Miss Pu bowed slightly and smiled: "It's getting late, sister, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Sang Wan returned the gift, not wanting to keep her: "My mother is bedridden at home, so I won't keep Miss Pu."

"Sister, please stay. Brother Luochuan will come to visit you when he is free."

Pu Menglian has a graceful gait and speaks and behaves appropriately, worthy of being a lady from a noble family.

After Sang Wan sent her away, he stared blankly at the road at the intersection for a long time.

Madam Cheng was behind her, sweeping up fallen leaves. "I've already told you that you and Shi Luochuan are not of the same kind."

"Yes, my lady has a keen eye." Sang Wan said with a choked voice, "Brother Luochuan has a really good eye."

Seeing her distraught, Madam Cheng rolled her eyes and said with great disdain:

"It's hard to find a three-legged toad, but there are plenty of two-legged men. Serve the Sect Master well, and you will be rich and powerful in the future. Then what will Shi Luochuan mean to you?"

Sang Wan said nothing and went into the house silently.

Mother Sang was embroidering. When she saw her come in, she hurriedly asked, "Has the guest left? Mr. Luochuan has a younger sister? I've never heard of her before."

"She's my cousin, and this is my first time meeting her." Sang Wan replied perfunctorily.

Mother Sang didn't worry about it. "How are the embroidery sales today?"

Sang Wan smiled and said, "Mom, the sales are very good. I made thirty taels today."

Mother Sang's hands were shaking with excitement. "Really? Then I have to embroider more."

"Mom, it's not busy. Watch your eyes and don't tire yourself out. I'll make something to eat while you rest."

Sang Wan helped her adjust the pillow behind her waist and handed her a glass of water.

Mother Sang nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay. By the way, is there any news about your brother?"

Sang Wan: "I ran into one of his friends at the market today. He said he saw him at Wanhua Tower the other day. I was thinking of going to see him later."

Sang's mother was so disappointed with her son's failure that she threw her embroidery hoop in anger: "He's going to the brothel again! This good-for-nothing!"

"Don't be angry. Anger is harmful to your health." Sang Wan gently hugged Sang's mother's shoulders: "You still have me."

Mother Sang caressed her head lovingly and sighed, "It would be better if you were a man."

"Mom, women can also support a family, don't worry." Sang Wan's voice was muffled.

"Women don't have the same convenience as men when it comes to being out in public. I'll have to find a good marriage for you as soon as possible. Seeing you get married will allow me to close my eyes even if I die."

A withered and old hand patted the back of Sang Wan's hand and said, "Mr. Luochuan is a good man. How about we find a matchmaker someday to help us get together?"

Sang Wan lowered her eyes, her expression changing. "Mother, Mr. Luochuan has been very kind to us, but it's only out of sympathy. He has a bright future ahead of him, and we shouldn't burden him. When he becomes the top scorer in the imperial examination, a noble lady will surely marry him. We're just acquaintances, and we have no romantic relationship."

Mother Sang was a little surprised by her reaction and whispered, "But I saw that he treated you very well, so he must be interested in you."

"Mom, you think too much. Mr. Luochuan is kind-hearted and treats everyone well."

Sang Wan didn't want to talk any more, so she got up and went to the kitchen.

She took out the silver hairpin that she carried with her day and night from her sleeve, found a secluded compartment and hid it.

When we meet again someday, I will return it to you in its original packaging.

Sang Wan hung the painting of Mulan joining the army that she bought from Wu Yunfu in her room. She was fascinated by the heroic woman on horseback in the painting.

Who says women are inferior to men?

She insisted on fighting for this.

*

The night is hazy and the moon is like a bow.

Wanhua Tower is built by the lake and consists of two buildings. The front building is three stories high and is connected to the secondary building through a long corridor.

The annex building is low-key and secretive, and the girls there are prettier than those in the front building, so those who can enter the annex building are either rich or noble.

As soon as Sang Wan stepped into Wanhua Tower, the drinkers started talking to each other.

Someone who was jealous immediately called the madam over, pointed at her figure and asked, "Is she a new girl?"

The madam flicked her handkerchief and tutted, "This is the sister of that gambler Sang Daqing."

She cracked some melon seeds and pointed at Sang Wan unhappily:

"It's the third room on the right after you walk into the corridor. Take him back quickly and don't let him get in the way of our business."

Sang Daqing has been living and eating at Wanhua Tower these days. All the money he had has been taken away from him. Seeing that there is no more money to be made, the madam naturally wants to kick him out.

Sang Wan thanked him, lifted her skirt and walked towards the annex building.

The corridors were decorated with gauze lanterns, and girls dressed in their best clothes were welcoming and seeing off guests, with bamboo and wind music lingering in the air.

Sang Wan sighed, no wonder people often said that one would not want to return to the land of gentleness; if she were a man, she would find it difficult to resist such a life of feasting and drinking.

She was distracted for a moment, counted a few things, and walked into the third room on the left.

The room was lit with candles and filled with the aroma of wine, but there was no sound of stringed instruments.

Sang Wan saw a man lying down through the gauze screen.

"Sang Daqing?"

She called out softly, but the man didn't respond.

I think he was drunk.

Sang Wan was filled with anger and walked around the screen in one step.

"Pei Jinzhi..."