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

It was already winter when Sang Wan followed Xiao Ji to Beijing.

The Nan'an Palace has always been low-key, but this time it was decorated with lights and a group of servants were waiting at the main gate. The crowds of people made the scene very grand.

Standing in the front were Princess Jinghe Xiao Yue and the son of the prime minister and her husband Ling Muchi.

Snow was falling in the capital, and the bright red silk warmed Sang Wan's frozen heart.

Xiao Ji held her wrist, gently and happily: "Awan, we're home."

She was home. This was her home.

The Prince of Nan'an and his wife have lived here ever since, and every blade of grass and tree was planted when the palace was first established. Even today, the palace still contains many of the small clothes and socks that the princess made for her unborn child.

"When my mother was pregnant, she hoped for a daughter. All her clothes, shoes and socks were designed for girls. Later, A-Yue was brought home. I was only eight years old at the time. The late emperor and empress felt sorry for her, so they took her to the palace to raise her. All these clothes, shoes and socks were never used."

Xiao Ji opened the cupboards one by one. The clothes, shoes and socks were all well preserved. The maids in the palace would take them out to dry in the sun all year round to keep away insects, and they had not faded in more than ten years.

Xiao Yue smiled behind her handkerchief, "Last year when I got married I wanted to take it away as a dowry, but my brother wouldn't let me."

She held Sang Wan's hands tightly, her eyes moistened:

"I never thought that we sisters, who were born from the same mother, would be separated for so many years. When I heard the news, my heart was beating fast. I couldn't wait to go to Jiangnan to reunite with you."

Her tone was coquettish and her eyes were filled with tears, which made Sang Wan's grudge disappear.

She understood why Zheng Jinzhi wanted to hide the fact that she had stabbed Sang Jun.

Such a spoiled girl must have been frightened that day. Zheng Jinzhi was reluctant to say it because she didn't want to destroy their sisterhood.

Sang Wan sighed inwardly, thinking that Sang Jun must have been taken aback when he saw this face that bore a striking resemblance to hers, and that he was caught off guard. He hadn't mentioned it before his death, probably because he feared Sang Wan would be upset.

"Good sister, I finally see you." Sang Wan felt mixed emotions.

She is as gentle as water, with eyebrows that seem to be frowned but not frowned, and eyes like a pool of autumn water. Which man would not pity her? It is understandable that Zheng Jinzhi loves her. If it were not for a coincidence, the two of them might have had a wonderful marriage.

"This is your brother-in-law, Shen Muchi." Xiao Yue turned slightly to the side. A slightly plump man in a red robe and black fur coat smiled at Sang Wan. "Sister, I'm fine."

"Sister greets brother-in-law. Hello, brother-in-law."

Sang Wan avoided his scrutinizing gaze and bowed.

Xiao Ji was standing aside, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face, but he quickly concealed it, clenched his fists and cleared his throat.

"My brother-in-law works at the Ministry of Industry now. It's so thoughtful of him to take the time out of his busy schedule to come here."

"Brother, what are you talking about? We are family. My poor sister Awan has been living away from home for many years. Now she is back in the capital. Tell me what you want. I will find it for you, even if it's flying in the sky or running on the ground."

Xiao Yue held Sang Wan's hand and patted it affectionately:

"Your brother-in-law is a straightforward man. When he heard you were arriving today, he asked his superiors for leave so he could accompany me. Look, all those fur coats in the boxes outside were brought by him. The capital is different from the south of the Yangtze River. The weather is cold, so you need more clothes. When I came here, I made some new clothes according to my own figure. When I saw you today, they really fit you perfectly. You can wear them for now. I'll make some more coats in a couple of days."

The truth is revealed in the details. Xiao Yue's thorough consideration made Xiao Ji feel relieved:

"After all, she's married now. She's become more prudent and thoughtful than her brother."

He had just returned home and had not had time to instruct the tailor, but Xiao Yue had already prepared all the new clothes for the winter, which saved him a lot of worry.

Sang Wan couldn't sit for long because his shoulder injury had not healed. Xiao Yue and his wife exchanged a few words and then said goodbye.

The maids brought the charcoal brazier early in the morning to warm up the room, and Xiao Ji poured her a cup of tea.

"Ayue used to be spoiled, but after getting married she started to resemble her mother and became more gentle and charming."

Sang Wan held the teacup and smiled faintly: "I guess my brother-in-law loves her."

"You don't look down on me either, do you?" Xiao Ji's lips curved up.

"My brother looked down on him too. He was a playboy, uneducated, and spent all his time hanging out outside. He had no achievements. Later, thanks to his father, he got a job in the Ministry of Industry. I don't know what Ayue was thinking, but she insisted on marrying him."

"Did your sister agree to this marriage herself?" Sang Wan was a little surprised.

If Shen Muchi and Zheng Jinzhi were standing together, Xiao Yue would never abandon Zheng Jinzhi and choose Shen Muchi unless she was blind and had a normal mind.

"She was raised by the late queen..." Xiao Ji looked around and saw only the brother and sister, so he continued:

"It was Zheng Yunlan. She was determined to bring Ayue and Wenruo together, but the Queen Mother chose Shen Muchi, the son of the Prime Minister, for Ayue. I originally disagreed, but Ayue agreed."

Sang Wan raised her eyebrows, her face calm, as if she had seen through everything.

"Brother, in your heart, you actually hope that Sister Yue will marry that man. You have never hated him."

"You have a very sharp eye." Xiao Ji lowered his eyes and smiled, "In this respect, A Yue is not as good as you."

The Pei family, lacking military power but possessing only titles, could never compare to the real power of the Shen family, who held the title of Prime Minister. In terms of wealth, they were not as wealthy as the Baili family, though unfortunately, they were related to the Nan'an Palace. She had always had high standards, and since Xiao Ji of the Nan'an Palace doted on her younger sister and would never lack money, it was natural for her to choose a husband from a powerful family.

Xiao Ji saw this very clearly. His sister had her own plans and had chosen the path she wanted. He had no reason to stop her.

After all, the Pei family has always been a thorn in his side. No matter how good Wen Ruo is, he still has the surname Pei.

"His surname is Zheng now. You and he have had a relationship in the past. Our two families may not be unable to..."

Xiao Ji hesitated to speak, and Sang Wan knew that he was testing her feelings for Zheng Jinzhi.

"Brother, I have my own reasons for not wanting him. I am the same."

Xiao Ji shook his head: "Have you heard that the female doctor from the Pei Mansion traveled thousands of miles to the northwest to take care of Wen Ruo?"

"She has her legs. Even if she wants to go to the Northeast, it's up to her. They have nothing to do with me."

The shoulder injury healed very slowly, and it was painful when the drizzle came. She frowned.

Shiraishi gave her painkillers, but she endured them but it was no use.

Xiao Ji felt sorry for her and asked her why she was being so stubborn. She was honest and said that she was using the pain to remind herself not to make the same mistake again.

"Brother, you're right. Before protecting others, you must protect yourself first. I was too soft-hearted in the past, which is why Qinghe took advantage of me. Now that I think about it, my kindness was wasted."

The biggest dog belonged to Zheng Jinzhi; she was imprisoned in the Prince of Nan'an's Palace without a word.

How could there be such an ungrateful and shameless person in the world!

Xiao Ji just smiled and touched her head gently:

"Just keep it in mind. Why torture yourself with pain? I see you still haven't figured it out.

Heaven creates all things, and the law creates all forms. All living beings, when clothed in flesh, have eighteen thousand forms. How can you see them all? Just remember that your form depends on how others treat you.

My brother is cautious so that I can let you do whatever you want. Why do you have to dwell on the past? Forget all the unhappy people and things."

"Okay, right." Sang Wan suddenly remembered something, "Where should we keep Ji Feng?"

Zheng Jinzhi took Li Jiu and left Pei Mansion overnight, and dismissed all the guards around him; Xiao Shun had nowhere to go with Ji Feng, so he relied on Sang Wan.

The man and the wolf followed the palace carriage all the way north for many days. Sang Wan couldn't bear to watch it anymore and had to take them in.

Xiao Shun had the right to stay by Sang Wan's side as a close guard, but Ji Feng was in trouble.

Xiao Ji had a headache. Ji Feng didn't recognize anyone except Sang Wan. Even Xiao Shun could only control it by leading it. When someone approached it, it would bare its teeth as if it wanted to tear the person apart or bite them to pieces. It was very ferocious.

The servants in the Prince of Nan'an's Mansion had never seen such a ferocious creature.

"Or, should I keep it in your yard?"

Xiao Ji looked out the window and saw Bai Shi being chased around the yard by the unbridled gale, and his scalp tingled.

"Okay." Sang Wan was happy that she could play with Ji Feng.

Xiao Ji smiled with difficulty: "Remember, tie the rope."