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

Li Jiu did not lie.

A female corpse was indeed found in the lotus pond last night.

But the way of death was not that brutal. Li Jiu exaggerated it a lot just to scare Sang Wan.

When his men were halfway to the Chuihua Pavilion, Jifeng stopped by the lotus pond and howled.

The guard found a white object floating in the lotus pond and picked it up with a stick. It was a maid.

Ji Feng's reaction made Li Jiu realize that the maid in the lotus pond was the woman who had an affair in the rockery.

So, she is not Aunt Zhao anymore.

What is strange is how this maid could die in the lotus pond?

Afterwards, he analyzed that perhaps she was too nervous after being caught in an affair, and fell into the lotus pond in a panic.

Two maids died within two days, and the people in Pei's mansion were in a panic.

"Brother Jiu, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not." Sang Wan looked at him hesitantly.

Li Jiu sneered, "If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to fart, fart it."

Sang Wan licked her lips, her eyes trembling with fear:

"Is there something wrong with the feng shui of your Pei Mansion?"

"You..." Li Jiu clenched his fists, exploding with anger, "Bullshit! Our feng shui is fine!"

Sang Wan hurriedly put the palm-leaf fan in front of her face to avoid his flying saliva: "Whose family has a maid die every day?"

Who can stand this!

Li Jiu's face darkened and he was speechless.

Indeed, the deaths are too frequent, like punching a clock in.

Seeing that Li Jiu didn't speak, Sang Wan showed half of her face:

"Or, just let me go!"

Being a maid in the Pei Mansion is a very dangerous job.

Li Jiu chuckled and tried to scare her:

"Dream on! Do you think you can just enter and leave the Pei Mansion whenever you want?"

"It's not like I wanted to go in..." Sang Wan's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"Miss Sang, now that you are here, make the best of it. Make a good detoxifying medicine for the prince. If you can't produce anything today and anger the prince, you will suffer."

"I know, I know." Sang Wan curled her lips.

Li Jiu seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a mischievous smile:

"Do you want to hear about our prince's methods?"

Sang Wan pouted and said, "I don't want to."

Shut up you.

"Hey, you called me brother, and I treated you as my sister. What's wrong with us having a private chat?"

Sang Wan blocked her ear holes with her fingers: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."

But Li Jiu's words still floated in:

"The prince is known as 'White-Faced Ghost Seer'. Can you guess why?"

White-faced ghost?

Sang Wan put down her fingers and was unconsciously led:?

"White face naturally refers to the prince's handsome appearance. Ghost-fearing..." Li Jiu frowned, "naturally refers to the prince's ruthless methods, which even ghosts would be worried about."

Sang Wan gripped the handle of the palm-leaf fan tightly and smirked:

"Oh, I see, the ghost is quite worried when he sees it."

Li Jiu began his passionate performance:

"The prince hates being deceived the most. Take last year, for example. A maid spilled ginseng soup and tried to deceive it by mixing it with hot water. The prince chopped off her hands."

Sang Wan's palm-leaf fan fell to the ground again, causing pain in his hand.

"Another time, a servant was leading the prince's horse. Before the prince even sat down, he slapped the horse's butt, almost throwing the prince off. Guess what? The prince chopped off his head. Now the grass on his grave is probably two feet high."

Sang Wan seemed to see lush weeds growing on his own grave, and his neck felt cold.

"Hey, another maidservant revealed the prince's preferences. Well, guess what, the prince had her mouth sewn shut...tsk tsk tsk."

Sang Wan seemed to see a needle flying towards her mouth.

Li Jiu's eyes were filled with teasing. "People have a mouth, and besides eating, it's also for talking. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Isn't that right, Miss Sang?"

Sang Wan covered her mouth with her pale hands, her whole body trembling.

"Pei Jinzhi...

Is he the legendary Rakshasa Prince?!"

This time it was Li Jiu's turn to be stunned: "What young master?"

"Young Master Rakshasa."

Sang Wan finally swallowed her saliva, and was afraid:

"The news has spread all over the streets. A murderous Rakshasa has arrived in Fengshui Town."

I didn’t expect it to be Pei Jinzhi.

No wonder the Hua family steward said he was a notorious madman.

Li Jiu was very dissatisfied with this nickname.

He was just making it up, how did it turn out to be right?!

It must be the Second Young Master's work, slandering the Crown Prince into being so cruel, how despicable!

But when he saw Sang Wan’s pale face, he was very satisfied.

Hmm...it sounds like, between White-Faced Ghost and Rakshasa Young Master, the latter title sounds more noble.

"That's right! The prince is the Rakshasa prince! Are you scared?"

Sang Wan silently picked up the palm-leaf fan and held it tightly.

The sickly Pei Jinzhi is so cruel!

Well... no wonder, he can be gay with Li Jiu, his taste is quite strong.

A 28-year-old man actually ended up as a bed warmer. Was he forced?

Sang Wan fanned the small medicine stove and felt inexplicably sympathetic towards Li Jiu:

"Nine Brother, it's not easy for you to follow him."

Li Jiu met her sympathetic eyes and was completely confused. "The prince is very good to me. How can you tell that it's not easy for me? Don't talk nonsense."

Sang Wan said with an expression that said, "I understand." "Of course he treats you differently."

"Of course it's different. I grew up with the prince, so the relationship between us is different from that of others."

"Nine Brother, if this happens, you won't be able to marry in the future. Are you willing to accept this?"

Sang Wan forgot her own situation and became curious again.

Li Jiu was stunned, "Why can't I get married?"

"Will the prince still let you get married? No way." Sang Wan muttered.

The Crown Prince sleeps with Li Jiu. If Li Jiu marries and sleeps with his own wife, then wouldn't it be that the Crown Prince is sleeping with Li Jiu's wife?

Oh my god, what a mess.

If the prince marries again, wouldn't it be...

Four people sleeping together?

Haha, we can even get together to play mahjong.

Sang Wan burst out laughing.

Li Jiu stared at her face, unable to believe it:

"You can still laugh?"

Sang Wan covered her lips, her eyes flickering like butterflies:

"Brother Jiu, don't worry! I'm tight-lipped and will never say anything nonsense."

Li Jiu always felt that what she said was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong, so he could only go along with the conversation: "I'm glad to know."

He scratched his head, feeling unhappy that he had been tricked by this girl again.

Qiuyue came over with a nanny.

It was Mother Liao who served Kang.

"Master Li Jiu, the mistress wants the new Miss Sang to go to the flower hall for questioning."

Li Jiu narrowed his eyes and said, "How come the mistress doesn't trust the person the prince brought into the mansion?"

Mother Liao smiled brightly, "Master Jiu, are you being overly suspicious? It's Miss Sang's family that's here to look for us."

Sang Wan stood up in surprise: "Really, my family is here?!"

Chunxiang is so reliable!

Shi Luochuan was called here so quickly.

Great! Saved!

"Mom, please take me there quickly."

Sang Wan threw away the palm-leaf fan and followed Mother Liao happily.

Li Jiu lowered his eyes and asked Qiuyue in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Qiuyue shook her head and lied, "I don't know."

Logically speaking, Chunxiang had not been out of the house for long, so she didn't understand why Sang Wan's family came so quickly.

No matter what the situation is, as long as Sang Wan can be taken away, she doesn't care about anything else.

Get out of here, you little bitch!