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

Sang Wan paused, then felt relieved.

"Very good. With her around, I can rest assured."

Yunque didn't understand what she was thinking. It was obvious that she was worried and looked unhappy, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

As the sun set in the west, Pei Jinzhi took her on board the pleasure boat.

"Where is Li Jiu?" After getting on the boat, Sang Wan looked around.

"You said it, tonight, it's just you and me."

Pei Jinzhi smoothed his wide cuffs and poured her a cup of tea: "You don't like strong tea, try this new tea."

"Okay." Sang Wan lowered his eyes and stared at the tea in a daze.

The clear tea soup reflected her shadow. The tea was fragrant, soft on the palate but bitter in the heart.

"Don't say it's too late, the sky is still full of rosy clouds. Look out the window."

Pei Jinzhi pursed his lips and motioned Sang Wan to look at the sunset outside the pleasure boat.

As dusk falls, the sunset glow slowly spreads across the sky like brocade, colorful like a poem or painting, brilliant and gentle, making people want to cry.

"So beautiful." Sang Wan stared at it in a trance, her nose slightly sour. "I didn't expect my name to be so beautiful when it came out of your mouth."

"You are beautiful." Pei Jinzhi's eyes were gentle.

Sang Wan was caught off guard and fell into his radiant eyes. Her heart trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her senses.

In this situation, the beauty he talked about might be referring to another person.

The person that Pei Jinzhi treasured in his heart, he had already given his true heart to someone else.

It took her an entire afternoon to calm down her panic, and she told herself that she just needed to set the stage well tonight so that she could both protect Pei Jinzhi and escape with her freedom.

The words "love and friendship" are easy to say but heavy to do. After tonight, they will be strangers and will never see each other again.

Sang Wan took a deep breath and suppressed her smile: "No matter how beautiful the sunset is, it will eventually fall into darkness."

Pei Jinzhi took his time and poured himself a glass of wine:

"The night is long, but the day will eventually dawn. You shouldn't look back, but look forward."

"Sir, the long night has no end for me." Sang Wan lowered her eyelashes. "From the moment my father died, my life fell from day to eternal night."

Outside the pleasure boat, the last ray of sunset fell, leaving only the gray-blue sky, and night slowly fell.

A full moon hangs high above the willow trees on the river bank, bigger and brighter than usual.

Hearing about the spectacle of a moon being eclipsed by a heavenly dog, crowds of people seemed to gather on both sides of the river; in just a moment, sparks lit up one after another along the river bank.

The lively noise can be vaguely heard from the pleasure boat.

There is more than one boat on the river tonight.

Pei Jinzhi drank several glasses of wine in succession, and the rich aroma of the wine wafted around, making even Sang Wan feel a little intoxicated.

His voice was thick with alcohol, with a unique husky tone: "Very good, I am also in the eternal night."

Wine is cold, the more you drink it, the warmer it becomes; tea is hot, the more you drink it, the colder it becomes.

The heart is always bitter.

The people of Tianxuan Sect were hiding in the dark, and there were many things she couldn't say. But for some reason, she always felt that Pei Jinzhi knew something, but didn't say anything.

The poison was hidden between the nails, and my hands trembled uncontrollably.

The pleasure boat was unknowingly sailing in the middle of the river.

The noise on the shore subsided, and only the sound of the river could be heard, gently tossing the pleasure boat back and forth.

Sang Wan picked up the jade porcelain wine bottle and filled it for Pei Jinzhi. When he wasn't paying attention, she sprinkled the medicine powder from her fingernails into the wine.

"Prince, I offer you a toast for this eternal night."

Pei Jinzhi took it with his big hand, and when his fingertips touched it, his black eyes became more intense.

He didn't move, but just looked at her and smiled tenderly and lovingly.

Sang Wan's expression changed, and she forced a smile: "Why don't you drink it? Are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Pei Jinzhi smiled and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, he raised the empty cup and gestured to her: "Come here."

Sang Wan's heart sank, and she moved her head closer to him.

Pei Jinzhi gently lifted her chin and pulled her face in front of him: "I'm not afraid of you poisoning me."

The next second, his lips covered Sang Wan's lips, and his tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, pouring some of the liquor in his mouth onto Sang Wan.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, scenes from the past came to mind. Sang Wan closed his eyes and swallowed the bitter wine.

Pei Jinzhi's kiss was even more gentle and lingering than that night. She couldn't help but chase him between lips and tongue, craving the tenderness of this moment. The strong smell of alcohol bloomed on the tip of her tongue, slowly entering her throat, burning her face instantly crimson.

The heat in her throat made it difficult for her to breathe and she coughed.

Pei Jinzhi reluctantly let go of her lips and murmured hoarsely, "Silly, let's go."

Sang Wan was startled and pushed him away suddenly.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

He knows everything.

Sang Wan shook her head: "I'm not leaving."

Pei Jinzhi leaned back, his voice deeper than usual: "I don't need your affection. Drink this glass of wine, and go with Li Jiu. I'll handle it."

"We're going to die together?" Sang Wan bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes red. "Idiot."

Pei Jinzhi smiled, his eyes deep. He raised his hand to tidy up her hair, then gently scratched her face with the back of his hand: "You're not wearing enough. It's cold."

Sang Wan held his hand, looked up, and shook her head imperceptibly.

There was some movement outside the pleasure boat; those people were coming.

"Pei Jinzhi, I won't waste my words with you. Hand over the late emperor's edict. Perhaps I can plead with the prince for you and ask him to spare your life."

"Oh? Who is the prince you are talking about?"

"Prince of Nan'an." Sang Wan raised his head proudly. "You never thought of that, did you?"

Pei Jinzhi shook his head and chuckled, "I never expected it. Prince Nan'an has been dead for fifteen years. How could he come back to life?"

Sang Wan was startled and looked outside the pleasure boat: "Nonsense. The current leader of Tianxuan Sect is Xiao Ji, the son of Prince Nan'an. You must hand over the imperial edict to me honestly, otherwise..."

"What else?" Pei Jinzhi stared at her with interest.

"Otherwise, you will die in this pleasure boat. Pei Jinzhi."

A man's voice sounded behind me, with ups and downs in his voice, which was very artificial.

Sang Wan stood up respectfully, stepped aside, and bowed: "Young Prince."

The young prince was wearing a light blue round-necked brocade robe with gold thread patterns, a jade crown on his head, and a slicked-back face. He wore a jade belt around his waist and gold-thread boots on his feet, all of which exuded nobility.

Behind him followed Cheng Buyu and Mrs. Cheng.

Pei Jinzhi raised his lips and sneered, then lowered his head to pour himself a glass of wine, completely ignoring the people in front of him.

The young prince was embarrassed, so he held a jade fan in his hand and raised his head to clear his throat. Cheng Buyu brought him a throne.

"You never thought that the woman you were reluctant to kill would betray you today."

Pei Jinzhi raised his eyebrows at Sang Wan, but Sang Wan turned her head away and didn't look at him.

"Otherwise, this face is useful." Madam Cheng covered her lips and sneered:

"You're reluctant to kill her, but she's very willing to see you die. I asked her to choose between Shi Luochuan and you to live, and she chose Shi Luochuan without hesitation. Tsk tsk."

"You chose him?" Pei Jinzhi's dark eyes were as dark as black holes, as if they wanted to swallow Sang Wan.

"Yes, I choose him to live. He taught me how to read and write, and he taught me the truth of life. He has a bright future ahead of him, and has nothing to do with the grudges of the underworld or the struggles of the government. He should be sitting in the autumn examination hall, working hard for his ambitions, not lying in a cold grave."

Sang Wan seemed to see him writing furiously in the examination room, like a green pine tree or a bright moon, the last bit of beauty left in her heart.

"Even if it's a hundred times, I'll choose him to live."

Pei Jinzhi's eyes remained the same, with a smile on his lips: "Okay, very good."

The young prince shook his head, a little impatient: "Pei Jinzhi, hand over the imperial edict."

"Who is he?" Pei Jinzhi ignored him and only looked at Sang Wan.

"He is the Prince of Nan'an, Xiao Ji." Sang Wan said.

Pei Jinzhi put his hands on the coffee table and couldn't help laughing: "Him?"

The young prince's face flushed with anxiety as he slammed his chair, his cheeks trembling: "What are you laughing at?!"

Sang Wan was confused. She looked at Madam Cheng and mouthed, "Isn't he?"

Madam Cheng smiled meaningfully: "It doesn't matter who the young prince is. Pei Jinzhi, you have been poisoned by my cartilage powder. Whether you live or die depends entirely on the young prince's will. If you don't want to die, hand over the imperial edict quickly!"

The poison took effect, and Pei Jinzhi seemed to have lost all his energy, and his whole body became limp.

He leaned sideways on the couch, not at all panicked, but his eyes were full of sarcasm:

"Xiao Ji is as handsome as Pan An, with an imposing bearing. He is also a man who inherited the character of Prince Nan'an and is full of integrity. How can you fake that? If Chai Min knew that you recognized Prince Nan'an as your father, he would probably crawl out of his grave, Chai Jue."

"You, how do you know my identity?!" Chai Jue's face changed.

He was the posthumous son of the previous emperor Chai Min, and almost no one knew about it.

How did Pei Jinzhi know this? !

"Chai Min was a dissolute man during his lifetime. Besides the three thousand beauties in his harem, he also frequently favored the palace maids. After his defeat, one of the maids took advantage of the chaos to escape to Jiangnan. She hid in Fengshui Town and soon gave birth to you, Chai Jue. If I'm not mistaken, the person who protected your mother must have been Cheng Buyu's father, the former imperial physician Cheng Yingqu, right?"

Cheng Buyu paused while stroking his beard: "You even found out this."

"Cheng Yingqu devoted his life to medicine, showing little interest in the affairs of the court. He offered his assistance simply out of gratitude for Emperor Chai's kindness in recognizing him. But you, Cheng Buyu, are different. Knowing Chai Jue's identity, you harbored a desire to curry favor with him. Leveraging the influence of the Tianxuan Sect, you plotted a rebellion and seized the throne for Chai Jue."

Chai Jue slammed the jade fan in his hand, breaking it into pieces.

"Seize the throne? Why should I seize the throne? I am the master of this country!"