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

"I met that woman by chance when I went to the temple to burn incense.

She was bitten by a snake, and I happened to pass by and saved her. She was an orphan from a village in the suburbs.

I am a kind-hearted person who loves the poor and helpless. She also admires my handsomeness and throws herself into my arms and makes love with me.

But you know, I have a tigress at home. I originally wanted to keep her as a mistress, but I never expected that she would suddenly disappear after a few days.

When I saw her on the street that day, I naturally stopped her and asked her something.

But she suddenly burst into tears. People on the street thought I had raped her."

Xiao Qi held his chin in his hand, looking serious: "I, the Prince of Duan, do I need to steal a woman?"

Seeing that Sang Wan didn't believe him, he spoke from the bottom of his heart:

"No matter how lustful I am, I know what's going on. I'm a hostage in the capital, and my father's head is on the line. Do you think I'm the kind of person who's so obsessed with sex that he doesn't care about his life? I'm most afraid of death."

"That may not be the case." Sang Wanqing couldn't help but tap the table and chuckle, "Fatty is bold."

"Hey. What are you talking about?" Xiao Qi's fat hands poured wine for Sang Wan enthusiastically. The jade ring on his finger was bright green, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

"When my father heard I was imprisoned, he was furious and almost brought people to the capital to seek justice from His Majesty.

Fortunately, your brother wrote him a letter, analyzing the pros and cons and giving him earnest advice, which calmed him down.

Speaking of this, Chang Yu is the savior of our Prince Duan's Mansion.

If my father, with his bad temper, had really led his troops to the capital, our heads would be hanging on the city gate now.

I was so scared that I haven’t slept well for several days.”

Sang Wan didn't say anything, but just picked up the wine cup and took a sip calmly.

"Even a passing goose leaves its voice behind, and a passing person leaves his name behind. Chang Yu is too honest a person to acknowledge this kindness. If you ask me, if you want to make a living under the imperial city, you need to learn your brother's cautious skills."

Xiao Qi drank another cup of wine by himself.

"You're not weak either. You've been eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring all these years, but it's all just a facade, right?"

Over just a few drinks, Sang Wan saw how well he read people's expressions, how flexible he was, and how he smiled broadly. It took ten or eight years to develop this skill. So how could Xiao Qi be the brainless playboy everyone claimed he was?

"Anyway, my father and I will always remember this favor. If you need us in the future, we will be at your service without hesitation."

"What if the person who secretly helped you and your son was not Chang Wei?" Sang Wan asked.

Xiao Qi chewed his food and said, "We're all family, so we shouldn't have different opinions. Who else could it be but him? Shu is a piece of fat meat, and someone is eyeing it and wants to deal with us."

Perhaps remembering the frustration he had endured as a hostage in the capital over the years, Xiao Qi drank another bowl of wine and placed the cup heavily on the table.

"Being a dog requires looking at its owner. We all accompanied the late emperor in his conquest of the country. My father voluntarily relinquished his military power and returned to his fiefdom to demonstrate his loyalty. I entered the capital at the age of three and have lived a humble life for twenty years, yet some people still worry about me."

Talking about the sad part, he recited a line: "The desolate land of Bashan and Shushui, I have been abandoned for twenty-three years!"

"Sister, am I good at writing? Should I reveal it? Hahahaha!"

Sang Wan snatched his wine cup: "You are drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Xiao Qi picked up the bowl and stood up again. His round body looked quite solid, like a ball that wanted to rise but couldn't. He half raised his head and waved his hand:

"I hold my sword in hand and laugh at the sky. How can I be a humble person?"

The door was slammed open.

Before Xiao Qi finished pronouncing the word "人", he was kicked in the lower back and flew out like a ball of meat.

"Fuck you!" Baili Xi clenched his fists and shouted angrily, "How dare you harass Ah Wan!"

"Look, I'm going to beat you to death today!"

He cried out and pounced on Xiao Qi, grabbing his collar and hitting him left and right, which immediately sobered Sang Wan up.

She rushed over and grabbed his arms tightly, "Baili Xi! Stop!"

"When you beat a dog... you have to look at the owner!" Xiao Qi's cheeks were swollen, two bloodstains hung from his nose, and his fingers trembled. "Your Baili family is so great, but I'm from the royal family! You know that!"

He hated and feared Baili Xi.

"Emperor, your uncle!" Baili Xi spat and put away his fist, "Who the hell isn't a royal relative?"

"It was a misunderstanding. We just happened to meet and sat down to drink together." Sang Wan acted as a peacemaker. "We are all relatives, even if we are connected by bones, so don't make a fool of yourself."

The warmth of warmth beside him softened his stubbornness. The person he hadn't seen in just a few days was hugging him. This was a good deal no matter how he looked at it.

"He didn't touch you, did he?"

Sang Wan released his hand, stood up, and extended her hand to him again: "Of course not. Why are you here too?"

Baili Xi pinched her palm, used the force to stagger to his feet, and kicked Xiao Qi with his foot.

"You can come, but I'm not allowed to come?"

He lowered his eyes, his bangs fell to cover half of his face, and he looked a little angry.

"Who forbade you to come? Who? Tell me, and I'll help you cut him."

Sang Wan saw his expression improve and smiled to comfort him, "Are you mad now? Can we make peace?"

Baili Xi groaned, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

Xiao Qi touched her swollen face and sat on the ground: "Is it possible that you two are having a quarrel and are taking it out on me?"

Baili Xi clenched his fist as if to hit him. Xiao Qi shrank his neck, quickly stood up and hid behind Sang Wan, "Sister Wan, save me!"

Sang Wan waved his hand, asking the dumbfounded servants at the door to leave. He then pulled Baili Xi to sit down and filled his cup with a new one. "You have to be here. Otherwise, this wine wouldn't taste good at all."

Baili Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He touched his wine cup and glanced sideways behind her: "If I don't come to play with you, you will play with this fat guy?"

"Hey, Baili Xi, don't think that just because you're handsome I won't beat you up." The fat guy was unconvinced, "How am I fat? I'm just a little rounder."

"We were just talking about how he took possession of a commoner's daughter. There's a story behind this, do you want to hear it?"

Sang Wan motioned for Xiao Qi to sit down, refilled the glasses, and served them to the two of them. "He said, listen, no more fighting."

Baili Xi raised his eyebrows while holding the wine cup, and his originally cynical expression gradually became serious as Xiao Qi spoke.

After hearing everything, he turned his head to look at Sang Wan: "Do you believe him?"

Sang Wan nodded solemnly: "What do you think?"

"Back in Jiangnan, Wen Ruo made the same judgment." Baili Xi said with a stern expression, "Even my appearance was planned."

"Wen Ruo is... Pei Jinzhi?" Xiao Qi knew him, but they weren't close. "Why did he get involved?"

Baili Xi glanced at Sang Wan and lowered his voice:

"The person you, Prince Duan's Mansion, should really thank is Pei, oh no, it's Zheng Jinzhi. It was he who wrote the letter to your father in the name of Changyu to advise him."

Baili Xi briefly mentioned the matter of the Jiangnan imperial edict, and Xiao Qi was greatly shocked. Under his fat skin was an agile soul.

"Someone wants to wipe us out!"