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

After taking the medicine, Aunt Zhao became more conscious.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, her face showed confusion and suspicion.

Liuxia immediately introduced, "Auntie, have you forgotten? This is the eldest grandmother."

Aunt Zhao responded slowly, her voice hoarse: "Where did the eldest lady come from in the mansion?"

Liuxia glanced at Sang Wan in fear and whispered in Aunt Zhao's ear, "The young master's bride."

Aunt Zhao nodded slowly, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She sat up abruptly and grabbed Sang Wan's wrist with frightening force.

"Grandma, I've been wronged! Please, save me!"

"I didn't commit adultery! I didn't kill anyone!"

"please!"

Sang Wan couldn't break free, her wrist was pierced by her fingertips and it hurt: "Let go first, don't..."

Before she could finish her words, Aunt Zhao coughed violently and coughed up some blood, which splashed onto Sang Wan's face, which was shocking.

Sang Wan was so shocked that she couldn't move, while Yun Que screamed in fear: "Grandma, are you okay?!"

Qinghe took out a handkerchief to wipe her, and Liuxia hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, grandma, please don't blame me."

The handkerchief in Qinghe's hand was stained with blood. Sang Wan smelled it and frowned.

She was all too familiar with the smell.

This is Luohui, a poison that can make people insane.

Someone poisoned Aunt Zhao.

She handed the handkerchief to Qinghe, and Qinghe's eyes dimmed.

The two exchanged glances, and Sang Wan calmly patted Aunt Zhao on the back and soothed her: "Aunt Zhao, don't be anxious, speak slowly."

"Liuxia, Yunque, you two go guard outside."

"Yes, grandma."

Aunt Zhao looked up at Qinghe, and Sang Wan added, "If Qinghe hadn't come, you would have been dead. She's someone you can trust."

Aunt Zhao was very excited and nodded repeatedly:

"Grandma, I don't know why Mother Wang went to the City God Temple. I didn't ask her to buy poison, nor did I ask her to kill anyone."

Seeing that Sang Wan didn't say anything, she thought he didn't believe her, and swore to the sky:

"I hate the eldest son for sending Yan'er to study so far away, separating us mother and son. But I never thought of poisoning the eldest son! If I tell even a single lie, may the heavens strike me dead and leave my body exposed in the wilderness; may my son's future be ruined, with no chance of success."

This oath was indeed cruel. After all, everyone in the mansion knew that Pei Wuyan was everything to Aunt Zhao.

"Mother Wang has been with you for almost twenty years. How could she have let the money go without your permission? Going to the City God Temple to get medicine, killing people to silence them, everything is written down in black and white. Moreover, all that money was collected by you by pawning your gold and silver jewelry. How do you explain this?"

Pei Jinzhi briefly mentioned this matter to her after she took over the inner house.

"Because Qian Lu has something on me!" Aunt Zhao covered her face and burst into tears.

"Before entering the mansion, I was a singer in Changchun Garden. I had a relationship with a young man in the troupe and even had an abortion for him. Qian Lu somehow found out about this and came to blackmail me. I was worried that the master would find out, so I had to pay him off to settle the matter. This time, he sent someone to tell me that if I didn't let him go, he would make the matter public and make Yan'er and I lose face for the rest of our lives. I really had no other choice. I had to empty my savings and sell my jewelry to come up with the hundred taels."

Sang Wan was lost in thought for a moment, then stared at her face and asked, "Do you and Qian Lu have a secret affair?"

"There is absolutely no selfish affection! I swear! He threatened me to commit myself to him, but I know very well that if I take this step, Yan'er will never be able to hold her head up high in the future. I would rather die than let him defile me."

Aunt Zhao swore so solemnly that she didn't seem to be lying.

Sang Wan's heart began to beat fast: "Then why did Mother Wang accuse you of ordering her?"

"I don't know, I really don't know." Aunt Zhao wiped her tears. "Although I've had a bad temper over the years, I've always treated her well. She's been serving me since I was in the opera troupe, and she's been with me all the way to the Pei Mansion. You could say that every bit of wealth I have, she's also shared in the blessings. I didn't even realize I'd raised such an ungrateful person!"

"The maid who drowned in the lotus pond that night was yours?" Sang Wan asked again.

"It was Liuzhu." Aunt Zhao wiped her tears. "That night, when she saw that Madam Wang hadn't returned yet, she said she was going out to take a look. Unexpectedly, she fell in and drowned."

"Oh? Mother Wang went out that night?" Sang Wan frowned.

The one who was having an affair with Qian Lu in the garden was not Aunt Zhao, but her?

"She said there were too many rats in Chuihua Pavilion, so I asked her to go to the treasury to get some medicine. But I never asked her to buy any poison!"

Aunt Zhao was shocked and frightened. She was shaking like a sieve and huddled at the head of the bed. "Someone is trying to harm me! Someone is trying to harm me!"

"I will report this matter to the prince. The truth will be known as soon as we investigate."

Sang Wan walked to the door, called Yun Que, and whispered, "Go call Master Li Jiu, and assign two guards to guard the Chuihua Pavilion in the dark."

She then asked Liuxia, "There's no reduction in Aunt Zhao's allowance in the account book, so why is she so thin?"

Liuxia said with a bitter face: "Auntie is under house arrest, and her food and drink are not the same as before. Those short-sighted people took advantage of this time to deduct a lot from her. Sometimes the food sent to her tastes bitter. Take a look."

Sang Wan signaled Qinghe to use a silver needle to probe the daily soup, but the silver needle turned black when it was pulled out of the teapot.

Qing He was a little worried. He quietly pulled Sang Wan's sleeve and whispered, "Could it be Kang's?"

Sang Wan understood what she meant. It was not surprising that there were many secretive methods in the inner house.

"Please leave this to me, sister. I know what I'm doing, don't worry."

Sang Wan hurried back to Zhaoyun Courtyard, and the servant said that Pei Jinzhi had gone out.

Upon closer inquiry, it turned out that today was the day that Princess Jianing was leaving for Beijing, and the prince was there to see her off.

With such a major event ahead, Sang Wan could only wait.

I waited until the lights came on.

Pei Jinzhi still hasn't come back.

Sang Wan couldn't wait any longer.

"Brother Li Jiu, where did the prince go?"

Li Jiu's expression was a little strange. "After seeing off the county lady's carriage today, the county magistrate and the gentry held a banquet at the Misty Rain Tower. The prince also attended."

The prince never liked such occasions. Not only did he not go today, he even refused to let Li Jiu go with him.

Seeing Sang Wan fidgeting, he said, "Grandma, why don't we get a car and go pick up the prince together?"

"Okay." Sang Wan walked out immediately without thinking.

Skylark: "Grandma, you don't want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat it anymore." Human life is at stake.

The carriage waited outside the Misty Rain Tower for nearly an hour.

It was not until there were figures on both sides of the road that Pei Jinzhi was helped out staggeringly.

Li Jiu trotted over, picked up the person, and helped him into the carriage.

The smell of alcohol was pungent, and Sang Wan couldn't help but frown.

"Master, why did you drink so much today?"

Pei Jinzhi raised his eyes, his eyes hazy with alcohol: "It's you, what are you doing here?"

Sang Wan helped him sit down, and seeing that he was sweating all over and his face was flushed, she immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face.

But before it even touched his forehead, Pei Jinzhi blocked it away: "No need."

Sang Wan thought he was drunk, put away the handkerchief, and told him about the Chuihua Pavilion.

"My Lord, there must be something fishy going on with Aunt Zhao. Look..."

Pei Jinzhi opened his legs, supported his knees with his hands, lowered his head and paused for a while before he chuckled softly.

"Sang Wan, who do you think you are?"