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

The Pei Mansion was in chaos.

Pei Jinzhi sat in Zhaoyun Courtyard, commanding all the servants to search for people like crazy, and almost turned the entire Pei Mansion upside down.

Even under the bed in Kang's Begonia Courtyard was searched, and she was so angry that she pushed the dressing table and cursed, and drove the person out.

"Tell Pei Jinzhi that I didn't hide his sweetheart. Maybe the girl disliked him and ran away!"

Pei Qingwu's Hengwu Garden was also turned upside down. Clutching her handkerchief, she ran to Kang to complain:

"Mother, my eldest brother has gone too far! My clothes and jewelry are all messed up. How could he treat me like this?"

"I'm going to write a letter to the Duke. Let's see how long he can continue to be so arrogant in the mansion!"

Kang's face twisted with anger, she stomped her feet and walked towards the house. She accidentally bumped into a few pieces on the ground and stumbled and fell to the ground:

"Oh my! Damn it! Duke! I can't stay in this mansion for another day!"

Night fell on the earth, and Pei Jinzhi sat in Zhaoyun Courtyard, where the lights were brightly on.

The people who had dispersed reported back one by one, but none of them could find any trace of Sang Wan.

"Grandpa, we've searched Great Grandma's house and the neighbors, but no one has found her. Xiaoshun has already taken people to look for her at the distant relatives of the Sang family in Yanshi Village."

"I've also been to the home of that scholar Shi Luochuan, and he also said... he's never seen him."

Li Jiu unceremoniously turned Shi Luochuan's little house upside down. Shi Luochuan was not angry, but was more anxious than him. He pulled Li Jiu to ask him all kinds of questions and refused to let him go. He also said that they wanted to go find Sang Wan together.

"That scholar can't be trusted." Pei Jinzhi propped up his forehead, his voice hoarse. "Has Longwu sent anyone? Shi Luochuan's hometown is over there. Go find him."

Perhaps he was just crying "thief, thief!" and had hidden the person back home. Pei Jinzhi's fists clenched so tightly at the thought of this possibility that veins bulged. He wanted to roar, to bite, to kill.

Li Jiu knew him too well. The angrier Pei Jinzhi got, the calmer his expression became; the slower he spoke, the stronger his murderous intent became. Today was clearly a critical point. If he couldn't find Sang Wan, there was no guarantee that his master would really draw his sword and kill someone.

"I will go there myself!"

"If you can't find the person, bring him the head."

Li Jiu felt a chill on his neck: "Yes!"

*

All the servants went out to look for people, and Zhaoyun Courtyard was empty again in an instant.

Pei Jinzhi stood up with the help of the chair armrest and stumbled towards the west wing.

Sang Wan's Qinggong skills were excellent. If she had walked quickly, she might have been dozens of miles away from Fengshui. Where would she go? Had she really been so cruel as to abandon him and walk away without any attachment?

Dejection and powerlessness filled his every nerve. He seemed to have lost his soul as he leaned against the door frame and stepped into Sang Wan's bedroom. The soothing incense in the room was still emitting wisps of smoke, and a corner of the red brocade quilt was lifted, leaving only a cold touch.

She had a herbal fragrance that was difficult to cover up with other spices. Pei Jinzhi had a sensitive nose and always felt that her scent was still in the room, as if she had never left.

His heart suddenly beat violently.

All sounds were gone in an instant. He pricked up his ears and seemed to hear a faint sob. It was fleeting, but he caught it.

"Wanwan..." He panicked, "Where are you?"

He searched frantically under the bed, behind the screen, and in the closet, but Sang Wan was nowhere to be found. However, the sobbing sound was so real that he didn't believe it was an illusion.

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and suddenly it started to rain heavily.

Pei Jinzhi walked around to the screen with misty landscapes and irises and found the window ajar. He pushed it open with trembling hands, and the rain splashed on his face, turning into tears.

The banana leaves outside the window were wilted by the heavy rain, drooping to reveal a pale face. Black hair clung to a palm-sized face, and the color of his eyes was as deep as the night, yet traces of water rolled across them, leaving a trace of sadness.

"Wanwan." Pei Jinzhi pressed against the window sill, jumped lightly, took two steps at a time, and hugged the soaked Sang Wan in his arms, crying with joy, "I'm here, I'm here."

"I..." The autumn rain was too cold. She sat on the muddy ground with her knees hugged. Her lips had lost their color and she trembled, "I'm in so much pain."

"Wenruo, it hurts."

A loud thunderclap broke the roots of an old tree not far away, sparks flew, and black smoke rose.

Pei Jinzhi was immersed in the sound of "Wenruo", like an old horse that had finally returned to its straw hut after a long journey. His heart was trembling like a string, and his lips had already covered hers, giving her hope and warmth.

In the heavy rain, they bit each other madly, like two lonely wolves snuggling together for warmth. The dark night covered them with a dome, closing all the windows of suffering.

His hand caressed her aching heart, as if swearing viciously to make her pain and suffering go away. This hatred was vented with the raindrops, and love and desire could no longer be hidden in this night rain.

He took off his outer robe and wrapped her in it, then jumped into the house from the window and removed the wet clothes that were in the way.

The rain on her body had not dried yet and wet the bedding. The remaining charcoal brazier was burning her desire. Pei Jinzhi looked at her and kissed her. Sang Wan also responded to him passionately and resolutely, her arms around his neck, her watery eyes filled with the same desire.

They gave their all to go for this lovemaking.

"You are so cruel, kill me, Wanwan."

Pei Jinzhi kissed her between the eyebrows and let himself sink into the moment.

He didn't want to do anything. What he wanted was right in front of him, right under him.

My past self was so ridiculous. Why was I afraid to possess her? I didn't dare to get close to her because of fear. I didn't dare to go further because of fear. But he was obviously restraining himself and didn't dare to possess her, but the moment he lost her, the sky fell.

"I had a nightmare. I have nothing left..."

The person in front of him did nothing, just opened his confused watery eyes, but it took his life.

"You do. Take me, please."

He bit her temples lightly, blowing hot air. The wind whistled from all directions, isolating the heaven and earth from the two of them. Under the dome, there was only each other.

"Hmm..." Sang Wan's hands tightened, her head buried deeply in his chest, facing the fierce wind, she bent over and bit his Adam's apple.

He was sweating profusely.

This night is so long.

Thunder roared, rain poured down, and after the candle burned out, the house became quiet with only the sound of breathing.

Fate entangled them like a thread. In darkness and hopelessness, they passionately demanded from each other, greedily trying to find refuge in each other.

They are trapped beasts, and can only prove that each other is warm, alive, and real by gnawing and biting.

Once was not enough, so he tried twice; twice was not enough, so he tried three times; Pei Jinzhi tried his best to prove himself. The sky was dark and the earth was dim, and Sang Wan finally ran out of strength and lost consciousness.

Before going to sleep, she sighed, the colder and more distant she was, the hotter she felt like the July fire.

She was no longer cold in the warm arms.

*

Outside the house, the maid who heard the noise tiptoed into the ear room carrying hot water, then quietly went out and stood quietly in the corridor.

Li Jiu had dark circles under his eyes, but his violent heart became calm again.

He waved towards Yun Que, "Go get some food and boil some more hot water. The master will need it when he wakes up."

Another new moon rises.

Pei Jinzhi looked at the person sleeping soundly in his arms, a smile flickered in his eyes, but his eyes returned to their deep color.

This rain changed his trajectory. He needed to re-examine his path and make some necessary corrections. He couldn't let Sang Wan follow her into the hell of endless suffering.

Pei Jinzhi quietly pulled his hand away. The person in his arms murmured softly and turned over to sleep again. He put on his outer robe and walked out of the room. Li Jiu was already waiting with hot tea in his hand.

"Come with me." His voice was hoarse, but it was mellower and gentler than usual.

Li Jiu looked at his back, feeling happy for him and sad for him.

The news up his sleeve is not a good sign.

Pei Jinzhi finished reading the note and lit it under the candle.

The flames bit it and burned it clean in an instant. The ashes fell, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"The emperor can't wait any longer. The capital has already sent a team of people to Guazhou to meet Rong Zhu'er, and they are going to bring me to the capital to be punished."

Li Jiu was puzzled: "How can the emperor be so sure? The imperial edict is in your hands."

"Someone has given the emperor accurate information." Pei Jinzhi said solemnly, "Life or death, the time has come to decide."

"What about grandma?" Li Jiu asked.

"Send her away." Pei Jinzhi was silent. "Go to Shi Luochuan's house."

*

Sang Wan woke up, feeling sore and weak all over.

She had already showered and changed into new underwear. She still remembered that it was Pei Jinzhi who carried her into the bathtub and washed her.

Her neck, arms, and legs were covered in scars, some red, some blue, and painful to the touch. Thinking of the madness of that day and night, she blushed, buried herself in the quilt, and sighed softly.

Everything has changed, the deal has gone sour, how should it end?

Yunque brought hot tea: "Grandma, rinse your mouth."

"Where's grandpa?" Sang Wan asked in a muffled voice with a red face.

Yun Que stammered, holding up an ointment: "My master took Li Jiu out on an urgent matter and said he might not be back for a few days. Let me apply the ointment on you."

Sang Wan's face froze, her heart clenched. "He's gone?"

Seeing her worried expression, Yun Que said, "Don't be sad, Grandma. The Crown Prince must have something extremely urgent to do. Don't you know that when you disappeared that day, the Crown Prince went crazy. You are the only one in his heart and eyes."

Sang Wan lowered her eyes, and after a while, she smiled faintly: "Give me the ointment, I will apply it myself."

*

It drizzled for several days in a row.

The rain seemed to be endless, gloomy, damp and cold.

It was in the evening of the seventh day. Sang Wan was standing on the stone steps, looking at the misty courtyard and counting the seventy-second yellow leaves falling from the branches to the ground, when she saw Pei Jinzhi walking towards her with an umbrella.

They looked at each other from a distance, hiding their thoughts from each other, and only exchanged faint courtesy to deal with this unexpected encounter.

"You're back." She smiled faintly.

"It's cold, why are you standing outside?" Pei Jinzhi's feet were rooted and he couldn't move. If he hadn't forced himself to hold on, he would have felt suffocated and unable to breathe.

"Just about to go out." Sang Wan turned sideways indifferently, and Yun Que was walking out holding an umbrella.

Pei Jinzhi's lips moved, and after a while, he nodded slightly: "Go early and come back early."

He lowered his head and walked towards the study on the left, leaving behind a back that became increasingly blurred in the dim rain.

Everything has returned to the starting point. Those things that happened are like bruises on the body. After applying ointment for a few days, they have disappeared without a trace.

She had never been attached to this place, nor did she mind losing it. But the sincerity that she had once wanted to give with all her might now seemed like a hot potato, ridiculous.

She was never the one in his heart.

"Let's go."