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

After about half a cup of tea, Pei Jinzhi slowly spoke: "Wu Yan is not dead."

Madam Pei was stunned, tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes, about to fall: "You knew it a long time ago?"

"Yes." Pei Jinzhi lowered his eyes and said coldly, "That night, Qian Lu was caught having an affair in the garden. Mother Wang hurriedly fled back to the Chuihua Pavilion. On the way back, she ran into her maid Liuzhu who was looking for her, so she pushed Liuzhu into the lotus pond to be her scapegoat."

"Her figure is similar to Aunt Zhao's, so I kept her in mind. If it weren't for Grandmother's preconceived notion, this matter wouldn't be difficult to investigate."

Madam Pei wept and sighed, her eyes filled with pleading: "This matter is all my fault for being confused for a moment, please take my word for it..."

Pei Jinzhi waved his sleeves, turned to Sang Wan and said softly, "Wanwan, go wait for me outside the door."

Wanwan? Why did he suddenly call her that again?

Sang Wan was puzzled, but still retreated obediently.

Before leaving, she vaguely heard Pei Jinzhi say, "Now, let's talk about my mother."

Once the heavy wooden door was closed, no words could be heard from inside.

Sang Wan and Li Jiu stood at the door together, waiting for time to pass slowly.

About half an incense stick of time had passed when a heart-wrenching wail could be heard from inside, followed by Mother Sun's cry: "Old Madam, Old Madam, wake up!"

Sang Wan and Li Jiu were startled. Just as they were about to push the door open, they saw Pei Jinzhi push the door open with his big hands and stagger out.

His face was pale, covered in sweat, and his eyes were frighteningly red. "Call Qinghe."

Li Jiu bowed and disappeared in a flash.

Sang Wan supported Pei Jinzhi and looked back into the Buddhist hall. In the light, she could vaguely see the old lady lying straight on the ground. Mother Sun was crying and pinching his Ren Zhong point to try to wake him up.

"The old lady is dead?" Sang Wan was a little unsure.

"She just fainted. Come on, let's go back."

Pei Jinzhi held her hand as if he was holding an extremely precious treasure.

The night wind blew gently, lights began to light up in various places in the mansion, and the sound of hurried footsteps began to be heard in the distance.

The lights flickered across Pei Jin's face, filled with deep sorrow and sadness.

He looks very bad.

Sang Wan looked at him, as if she saw herself last night.

The world is so big, and there are lights in countless homes, but there is no light that belongs to her; her lonely soul floats in the endless dark night, unable to find a way out.

She squeezed Pei Jinzhi's hand tightly.

Pei Jinzhi stopped and stared at her: "Can you hug me?"

Sang Wan opened her arms without hesitation and wrapped them around his waist: "I'm here."

The autumn wind rustled the bamboos in the yard, and the hug made them feel warm.

Pei Jinzhi put his arm around her shoulders, gently stroked her satin-like black hair, and kissed her:

"The wind is blowing. Remember to put on more clothes when it gets cold."

Sang Wan responded sullenly, feeling suffocated.

I want to say something but I hesitate, and I just say that the cool weather makes autumn a great season.

*

The autumn wind was howling, and the Pei Mansion became deserted overnight.

After a serious illness, the old lady of the Pei family went to the temple to practice asceticism; Chunhui Hall was deserted.

Everyone in the Pei residence kept their mouths shut. Kang Shi couldn't get any information and was so angry that she started cursing in Haitang Courtyard.

"Mom, wouldn't it be better if the old woman left? You have the final say in the Pei Mansion."

Pei Qingwu had no feelings for her vegetarian grandmother, and she was scolded every now and then in Fengshui Town. She hoped that Madam Pei would never come back.

"What do you know? Madam Sun served the old woman for more than 40 years, and was suddenly sent away to the manor. Something must have happened here! But I, the mistress of the house, didn't know anything at all. This Sang Wan is trying to cover up everything!"

Kang inexplicably thought of the suffocating feeling she had when Sang Wan held the hairpin against her throat that day, and couldn't help but touch her neck.

The sickly Pei Jinzhi became healthier day by day after she came to bring him good luck.

"Mother, what qualifications does that damn girl have to be the Crown Prince's wife? The Princess Jianing was so angry that she returned to the capital. Now that this has happened, everyone in the capital will know that our Pei family married a whore-born bastard as our first wife. Those daughters of the aristocratic families will laugh at us. My daughter's marriage is about to be arranged, and my eldest brother doesn't even consider me at all."

Kang clutched her handkerchief tightly, her eyes grim. "We can't wait any longer. Fortunately, we have Qian Lu's son's life on our hands, and that bastard hasn't betrayed us. We need to get your second brother to pay attention to this matter. Where is he?"

Mother Liao lowered her head and said, "We've already sent someone to invite the Second Young Master. He should be on his way."

*

Sang Wan came out of the Chuihua Pavilion and happened to meet Pei Yanting in the garden.

He was limping and walking unsteadily. When he saw Sang Wan, he acted as if he had seen an enemy, his eyes bloodshot.

"Oh, I see who it is, it's my sister-in-law!"

Sang Wan pretended not to hear and walked straight past.

She didn't want to say a word to him, it was dirty.

Pei Yanting felt embarrassed when he saw that she didn't even say hello:

"The mouse, dressed in brocade, thinks he's the queen. His luck is about to end, sister-in-law! As uncle and sister-in-law, I advise you to eat well, otherwise you will become a hungry ghost in the underworld."

Sang Wan stopped walking, looked back and sneered, "Second brother, you should be advising yourself this way. Don't always think about eating, or you might end up breaking your other leg. In the future, we will all walk to the underworld, but you, second brother, will have to crawl."

"Bitch! I'm giving you face!" Pei Yanting rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush over, but was stopped by a servant beside him.

"Second Master, Second Master, don't get excited. If the eldest master's men see us, we'll be in trouble!"

"Bullshit! I'm the legitimate son, why should I have to look at that sickly person's face?"

He shouted loudly at Sang Wan's back, "Just wait! You will all die!"

Yun Que followed Sang Wan and couldn't help but touch his arm: "Is this Second Master crazy? His cursing is really creepy."

"But I always feel like there's something else behind his words." Sang Wan thought thoughtfully.

"Grandma, please don't take it personally. Ever since the Second Young Master broke his leg, his temper has become even worse. He's either drunk all day or beating and scolding the servants. Yesterday, when I went to Baicaotang to get medicine, I saw him taking the opportunity to tease Qinghe."

Yuque curled her lips and looked down on Pei Yanting.

Sang Wan's eyes were ablaze with fire: "How could this happen? What a beast!"

"Sister Qinghe is alone and helpless now. If she encounters something like this again, she must be very upset. No, I'll go see her." Sang Wan changed direction and went to Baicaotang.

Yunque followed in small steps behind him: "Grandma, Mr. Luochuan outside the corner gate has been waiting for you for a while, don't you want to go see him?"

"No." Sang Wan clutched the handkerchief tightly, very resolutely: "Tell him that you don't have to come to my house again in the future. I won't see him."

Skylark lowered her head and replied, "I told you, but Mr. Luochuan just wouldn't leave. My uncle is here again, and it's getting even more lively outside our corner gate."

When Sang Daqing was mentioned, Sang Wan's head became overwhelmed.

"No, no!"