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

Xiao Ji didn't understand much, he just knew that he died of illness.

Sang Wan thought about it, leaned over and told Xiao Ji everything she had heard on the roof of Pei Mansion that night.

Xiao Ji's face immediately turned pale. He grasped Sang Wan's shoulders with his large hands and looked around. After confirming that no one was around, he asked, "Who else have you mentioned this to?"

Sang Wan shook her head. This matter was of great importance, and she was not stupid. "Only you."

"This matter is between you and me only. You cannot even tell Baili Xi about it. Do you understand?"

Sang Wan nodded solemnly: "I know."

"Bai Lixi and I often entered and exited the palace and met the late queen. But each time, we only caught a glimpse from afar. I never imagined that person would be Wen Ruo's mother. It's no secret that the current emperor, despite the wrath of the world, forcibly took his widowed sister-in-law and imprisoned Prince Yun. But no one dared to point out that this new favorite concubine who suddenly appeared out of nowhere was the former queen."

She was granted favor in the morning and sentenced to death in the evening. She was whoever the emperor said she was. Who dared to mention her past?

When Pei You sent her into the palace, he certainly couldn't hide the gossip of the people, but everyone was afraid of the late emperor's tyrannical measures, so no one dared to mention it.

Tossing and turning on the dragon bed, how stunning must Zheng Yunlan, the world's greatest sufferer, be?

"Zheng comes from a family of military commanders and is the legitimate daughter of Pingyuan Marquis Zheng Zhixiao.

The Duke of Zheng originally had three sons, all of whom were military commanders guarding the frontiers. Like a tiger father, there will be no dog son. But when they followed the late emperor to the battlefield, they all died.

The three heroes died early, leaving only Zheng Yunlan. After she came of age, she married Pei You, the son of the former top scholar. After the founding of the country, the Pei family took the initiative to release the military power and conferred the title of Duke on her.

As for the lineage of Marquis Zheng, following the death of Zheng Zhixiao, although they only had the title of Marquis of Pingyuan, the title had been vacant for a long time, and there was no one in the family to inherit it.

“Although Zheng Yunlan is the daughter of a general, she has a gentle and graceful personality, is friendly and approachable to others, and her appearance is needless to say, she is a first-class beauty.

"A beautiful woman is like a willow, delicate and fragile, and the wind will destroy her. If the Zheng father and son were still alive, how could they allow them to bully others like this!"

After Xiao Ji finished speaking, he glanced at Sang Wan's face casually, his heart sinking.

There were two beauties in the capital back then, one was Zheng Yunlan and the other was her mother, Princess Nan'an, but both of them had tragic fates.

Sang Wan looks very much like Princess Nan'an, how can we protect her?

"It's said that a husband and wife are bound by love for a hundred days. Pei You knew that the child was the lifeblood of Zheng Yunlan, yet he murdered her. He's truly evil to the core. This imperial edict incident was Pei You's scheme to kill someone with a borrowed knife from the very beginning." Xiao Ji's dark eyes darkened: "The Pei family deserves to die."

Sang Wan lowered her eyes, her nose feeling sore because of that person, Zheng Yunlan.

In the cage of power, people's fate is as thin as paper and as adrift as duckweed. In order to retain their splendor and wealth, the Pei family sacrificed Zheng Yunlan, and Zheng Yunlan gritted her teeth and entered the harem for the sake of her son.

Once a person has a weak spot, he will be hurt badly.

Only by being careless can you become a strong person.

"Wen Ruo's joining the army is a desperate move. There will surely be a bloody storm in the capital. Ah Wan, since you have made up your mind to break off ties with him, you must never have anything to do with him again. Do you understand?"

Xiao Ji realized the crisis. This would not be a simple matter of losing his nationality and surname. He was being reborn through a complete transformation and bloodbath.

This tragedy that overturned human ethics trapped Zheng Jinzhi in the abyss without a chance to breathe. He tried his best to gain a glimmer of hope to survive.

Xiao Ji's voice was hoarse: "He won't let it go like this."

"Zheng Yunlan doesn't know either."

Although women are weak, they are strong when they become mothers.

Sang Wan seemed to be separated by a great distance, but she could still feel the determination of the people in the deep palace to endure hardships.

*

In the capital city, at the Jujiu Palace, flames shot up into the sky.

"Go away, go out!"

"The Empress Chen is still inside, hurry up and save her!"

The glazed tiles were cracked by the flames that shot up into the sky, and they fluttered around in flames like falling stars; the carved windows and round wooden pillars were burned to gray and black, and they fell to the ground in a disorderly manner. The building collapsed in a moment.

Palace servants ran back and forth with buckets of water, pouring in bucket after bucket of water to put out the fire, but in an instant the fire dragon spat out its tongue again, the fire grew more and more intense, and the side hall began to burn.

It was a drop in the bucket, unable to quench the raging fire. One of the armored soldiers brandished his sword and shouted, "Your Majesty is on his way back to the palace. If the Concubine Chen dies, we will all be buried with her! Quick, follow me in and rescue her!"

"Commander Kang! The pillars have collapsed! The master..."

The eunuchs were terrified, their feet rooted to the ground, watching the armored figure rush into the flames without hesitation. Everyone's heart was in a knot, and some of the more timid palace servants had already collapsed to their knees.

The Concubine Chen is the apple of the Emperor's eye. Tonight, everyone is finished.

This young eunuch, with a face covered in grime, had recently spent some money to gain a backdoor entry into the concubine's palace. Now, seeing his wealth vanish like fleeting clouds, and even his life in jeopardy, he beat his feet, stamped his chest, and cried, "God damn it! Which bastard started the fire? It's such a disaster!"

"Eunuch Fu, what should we do? Are we going to die?" The palace maid beside him trembled.

"Die..." Eunuch Fu got up from the ground, "Even if we die, we have to die in there! We can't die here!"

"Father-in-law, the fire is getting bigger and bigger. It's futile for us to go in!"

"Bullshit! Rather than being beheaded tomorrow when the emperor returns, it's better to go with the master and leave with a good reputation!"

Eunuch Fu spat and rushed inside; he had an old mother and a younger brother outside the palace, and it was better for him to die alone than for his whole family to be implicated and convicted.

"My Master, here comes the servant!"

Seeing Eunuch Fu rushing in, the other palace maids and eunuchs seemed to have suddenly understood what was going on. They all rushed towards the hall where flames were shooting up into the sky.

Several pillars of the hall fell down one after another, the ground shook, sparks flew everywhere, and thick smoke billowed all around.

Before Eunuch Fu approached the main hall, he saw Commander Kang carrying something and rushing out in the flames. "The Queen is here, retreat quickly!"

"Empress! The Empress has been rescued?!" Eunuch Fu saw stars and almost fainted.

The smoke grew thicker and thicker, and the group quickly gathered in the open space outside the main hall. At this moment, the palace fire brigade and the imperial guards had already arrived at the Jujiu Palace with firefighting tools, and a firefighting relay race was going on against the clock.

Commander Kang put the person on his shoulders on the open ground. Eunuch Fu then saw clearly that Empress Chen was still wrapped in a wet brocade quilt, with a few strands of hair sticking out from the corners of the quilt, which seemed to be burnt.

His heart was in his throat, his knees gave way, and he knelt on the ground and crawled closer, crying heavily, "My Lady, My Lady, how are you?"

"Cough... cough..." A violent cough came from within the brocade quilt. The voice was weak, hoarse and cracked: "This palace... is fine."

Eunuch Fu and the other palace ladies wept with joy and kowtowed: "Your Majesty has turned from bad times to good times, and is blessed with great fortune!"

Commander Kang kicked Eunuch Fu's butt and whispered, "Stop howling and go serve the Empress."

"Thank you, Commander Kang, for your great kindness! Great kindness!" Eunuch Fu stuttered.

A woman's head emerged from the brocade quilt, her black hair hanging down and sticking to her scalp, she wore no hairpins or gold ornaments, but her facial features were delicate, and she was charming yet heroic, a style unique to a mature woman.

Her expression was calm and composed, with a hint of dignity in her composure: "Help me up."

The waiting palace maids and eunuchs immediately surrounded her. After a while, Concubine Chen was wearing a fur coat. Although her hair was still hanging on her shoulders, it was not a single strand out of place.

Eunuch Fu called for an armchair, and Concubine Chen sat upright. She took the tea with her slender hand, and a red mark was burned on her wrist.

After moistening her throat, she spoke again: "Thank you for your hard work tonight, Commander Kang."

"It is my humble duty to protect the safety of Your Majesty. I dare not take on the responsibility of hardship. Your Majesty is frightened!"

Commander Kang knelt on one knee with a respectful look, and did not dare to look up when answering.

Wu Yong, the chief eunuch of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, ran all the way to the palace, slid to his knees before the Empress Chenfei and said, "I am guilty. Your Majesty is frightened!"

"Tonight's fire was strange. Tomorrow, when you return to the palace, please handle it properly and don't frighten Your Majesty."

Wu Yong was sweating profusely. "Yes, I will get to the bottom of this tonight."

*

There is heavy snow in the northwest, and the whole area is covered with white, with no end in sight.

The thin tent swelled and creaked in the cold night wind, and the cold wind that seeped in through the cracks was like a knife scraping at the bones, cutting painfully. Due to limited resources, there was not even a charcoal basin in the tent.

Li Jiu found a tattered quilt from somewhere and pressed it on Zheng Jinzhi. "Master, this is from the brothers of the Third Battalion. Cover yourself with another one. It's too damn cold today."

"It's okay, I can handle it." Pei Jinzhi said as he stuffed the white silk object in his arms. "Zheng Chenghui wants me to give up."

"The old marquis cultivated him and raised him like his own son, and even gave him the surname Zheng, but he didn't even give him the slightest bit of face! Not to mention taking care of you, he even wanted you to fall and embarrass yourself here. It's really disheartening!" Li Jiu was indignant, and his beard stood up in anger.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the tent. Li Jiu shrank his neck and shouted indignantly, "They didn't even give me a piece of charcoal. Are they going to let me live?"

Someone outside shouted back, "If you can't survive, get out of here."

Li Jiu was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to rush out of the tent to settle the score, but was stopped by Pei Jinzhi.

"There's no point in arguing about who's better. If our sons of the Zheng family can't even endure this little bit of wind, frost, and snow, how can we be worthy of staying here to guard the northwest border?"

Li Jiu's eyes were red: "Master, the Marquis' spirit in heaven will definitely bless you."

"Any news from Xiaoshun?"

"Yes, I just received it this afternoon." Li Jiu took out a small paper roll from his sleeve.

"Xiao Ji is a responsible person. I recognize her."

It was a risky move. He had been a little worried that Xiao Ji might be wary of Sang Wantian because of his Xuanmen identity, but now it seemed that he was worrying too much.

Thousands of miles away, his heart is still concerned about Sang Wan.

I wonder if her shoulder injury has healed? How does Xiao Ji treat her?

"Shun'er, that brat..." Li Jiu leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but spit: "What do you mean by the last letter? You little idiot, you fool."

Li Jiu kept on cursing. Zheng Jinzhi held the paper and smiled under the light of the oil lamp. "It's just her temper."

The content of Xiaoshun's letter was what she meant, and it exuded a sense of breaking off the friendship from beginning to end.

"You let this kid follow Grandma because you're worried. But he's obedient. Grandma said if he follows her and accepts her as his master, he can only listen to her and can't report to you. So he honestly sent us this 'last letter'. Isn't this stabbing me in the back? Traitor."

Li Jiumo rubbed his fists and said, "Let's go back to the capital someday and cut him down."

"A loyal servant won't serve two masters. Xiaoshun is right." Zheng Jinzhi said hoarsely, and suddenly lowered his eyes. "Something's wrong outside."

Li Jiu clenched his knife, "That's not right, why is there no sound of patrolling footsteps?"

Suddenly, firelight illuminated the tent, horses neighed sharply, and the sound of horns pierced the night sky.

Weapons clashed, figures appeared, and the sound of fighting shook the sky.

"Enemy troops attack the camp!"

"Copy guy!"