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

At midnight, the lights in the Chuihua Pavilion were out.

Outside the bedroom, one could faintly hear the maid's regular breathing, she was sleeping soundly; in the moonlight, one could vaguely see a thin figure lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt.

A dark shadow quietly approached and blew into the room, causing white smoke to linger. The maid leaning against the foot of the bed suddenly fell to the ground.

The black shadow tiptoed open the door and walked towards the couch.

She took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve, grabbed Aunt Zhao who was lying on the couch, and wanted to pour the liquid into it.

Aunt Zhao on the bed let out a puff and grabbed the shadow's wrist tightly.

With a snap, the lamp oil lit up and the room was instantly brightly lit.

"It's you, Aunt Sun." "Aunt Zhao" stood up from the bed with a smile.

Grandma Sun was so frightened that her soul flew away: "Grandma...Grandma."

Sang Wan smiled deeply and said mischievously, "Look again, who's standing behind you."

Mother Sun turned around tremblingly, her legs weakening: "Prince..."

Pei Jinzhi and Li Jiu, one black and one white, stood behind him like black and white Rakshasas; under the bright lights, a huge shadow covered the ceiling of the room.

Sang Wan snatched the porcelain bottle from her hand, sniffed it, and said to Pei Jinzhi, "It's a blister beetle."

Mother Sun collapsed on the ground, her face pale.

"If I'm not mistaken, you got this bottle of blister beetles from the Taoist master at Quanqing Temple, right?"

Sang Wan put on her shoes slowly and got off the couch, handing the porcelain bottle to Pei Jinzhi.

Pei Jinzhi lowered his eyes, took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wrapped it solemnly, then took a wet cotton handkerchief from the maid and wiped Sang Wan's hands: "It's poisonous, be careful."

He wiped each of her fingers as if no one was around. Sang Wan blushed instantly: "It's okay, I know my limits."

"I know you know poison, but people's hearts are unpredictable nowadays. It's always better to be more careful." Pei Jinzhi said softly.

Sang Wan nodded in agreement. There are so many people, really.

"Alright, please come up, Mama Sun, and go to Chunhui Hall to meet our ancestor."

Mother Sun screamed, "My Lord, I did it all by myself. I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

"You deserve to die, don't worry." Pei Jinzhi was not polite at all.

Mother Sun screamed and fainted.

*

The lights in Chunhui Hall were lit.

Pei Jinzhi asked the guards to guard inside and outside the courtyard, and only Li Jiu followed in carrying Mother Sun.

Sang Wan was standing outside the yard, but Pei Jinzhi took just two steps before turning back and taking her hand, walking inside together.

Sang Wan tried to break away from him: "Master, is it inappropriate for me to be here in this situation?"

The more you know, the faster you die.

She doesn't want to know.

But Pei Jinzhi refused to let her go: "You are the eldest grandmother who is in charge of the household affairs of the Pei Mansion, so of course you have to be here."

Sang Wan couldn't persuade him, so she had to follow him in.

The main hall of Chunhui Hall was empty. A maidservant came to greet him with her head bowed: "My Lord, the old lady is waiting for you in the small Buddhist hall."

Pei Jinzhi nodded slightly, and was about to pull Sang Wan in; the maid raised her hand to stop him, but seeing the coldness on his face, she immediately retracted her hand.

Old Madam Pei knelt in the middle of the Buddhist hall, closing her eyes, twirling her rosary beads, and muttering to herself.

Pei Jinzhi didn't rush at night, he just lifted his robe and sat down with Sang Wan on one side.

"Ajiu, you stay outside."

Li Jiu bowed: "Yes.

Li Jiu pushed Mother Sun in and closed the door of the Buddhist hall.

*

About half an incense stick later, Madam Pei finished reciting the sutra and slowly opened her eyes.

She slowly and methodically put down the Buddhist beads, and Mother Sun immediately bent down and helped her up.

"Come on, come on, why such a big fuss?"

Her eyes fell on Sang Wan and she frowned again.

Pei Jinzhi smiled calmly: "Grandma is used to a quiet life, and I guess you also want some fun."

"Oh." Madam Pei sat at the head of the table, her chin raised. "Let her go. Let's talk, you and me, the grandparents."

Sang Wan stood up and wanted to leave, but Pei Jinzhi stopped her.

"She is my grandson's wife, so of course she will listen."

Mrs. Pei lowered her eyes and smiled coldly. She had none of the kindness she used to have. Instead, she looked like a calculating old woman.

"Jinzhi, do you know what you are doing?"

"Grandson knows it very well." Pei Jinzhi raised the corner of his lips, fearlessly, "Just like grandma, whose heart is as clear as a mirror."

"Very good. Tonight is a truly wonderful day. My grandson can now speak to his grandmother like this. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad."

"Grandma, you should be happy that you didn't make a big mistake." Pei Jinzhi's eyes were deep.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Mrs. Pei raised her head slightly, half closing her eyes.

"The night is long, and I'm sure Grandma can't sleep either. Just listen to my story."

Pei Jinzhi straightened his robe, seemed to flick off some dust, lowered his eyes and said softly:

"Many years ago, a woman from the Changchun Garden Opera Troupe in Yangzhou caught the Duke's eye. After a night of passionate lovemaking, she was taken into his household. Not long after, she gave birth to a son. She was Concubine Zhao. Somehow, Qian Lu learned of this affair.

Qian Lu was a shameless villain, so he used this as an excuse to blackmail and coerce her. In order to save her son's face, she had no choice but to silence Qian Lu with money again and again.

It was inconvenient for the women in the inner house to communicate with the managers of the outer courtyard, so they usually spread the news through the maids. After a few visits, Wang Mama, who was by her side, had an affair with Qian Lu.

Someone bribed Mother Wang, promising her a large sum of money, and asked her to purchase the blister beetle poison in Aunt Zhao's name, seizing the opportunity to kill Aunt Zhao and her son.

Old Madam Pei half-closed her eyes and did not move.

"You were the one behind this. You were the one who secretly revealed Aunt Zhao's past to Qian Lu. You had him coerce Aunt Zhao so you could catch her in adultery. But Aunt Zhao refused to comply, and instead, it was Madam Wang who colluded with him. So you bribed Madam Wang and set up this murder. If I'm not mistaken, the assassin you hired is currently in the county jail, trying to silence her?"

Sang Wan broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this.

This old lady looks kind, but she is so cruel.

Madam Pei raised her eyes, her expression cold and indifferent: "That bitch had an affair with her lover and gave birth to an illegitimate child. She even raised him openly in the Pei Mansion. How could I tolerate her? I did this for your father! The Pei family bloodline must not be tainted."

"Grandma, you are confused." Pei Jinzhi shook his head and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

Mother Liao took the paper and handed it to Mrs. Pei.

"This is a death certificate from the Yangzhou government. If you examine it carefully, you'll find that before my father brought Aunt Zhao into the mansion, her lover died in a drunken brawl. Wuyan is my father's bloodline, beyond a doubt."

Madam Pei's vein-covered hands trembled violently: "Wu Yan...Wu Yan, is he of the Pei family's bloodline?"

She stared at Mother Liao infatuatedly, then clutched the paper in her arms, beating her chest and regretting it deeply:

"It was me...I killed my grandson!"