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

As soon as Bu Yi stepped into Zhaoyun Courtyard, the south wind blew purple snow.

There is a huge chinaberry tree planted at the gate of the courtyard, swaying in the wind and its purple flowers falling like snow.

Pei Jinzhi's tall figure stood under the purple tree, with the corners of his white robe fluttering, like a banished immortal.

Sang Wan's heart moved. Such a god-like person could actually be Master Luosha.

Pei Jinzhi turned his back and said in a cold voice:

"Is the medicine ready?"

Sang Wan sniffed and nodded hurriedly:

"Okay. I'll get it."

"No hurry." Pei Jinzhi turned around and stared at her. "I'll ask you again, can you detoxify?"

Sang Wan lowered her head, bit her lips tightly, and stared at the shoe surface.

After a long while, she raised her head and met Pei Jinzhi's scrutinizing gaze: "My Lord, I said I would, do you believe me?"

Pei Jinzhi's eyes turned cold.

Sang Wan's heart tightened.

"My Lord, may I have a moment to talk?"

"Follow me." Pei Jinzhi waved his sleeves, feeling a breeze all over his body.

The jade-like figure walked towards the study, stepping on the purple flowers.

Sang Wan wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and followed silently.

After the two of them walked into the study one after another, Li Jiu came out from somewhere and blocked the door outside the study.

He glared at the maids and servants who were looking around in the corner immediately retracted their heads.

Pei Jinzhi sat upright on the armchair in the study, his face seemed paler than yesterday.

"It's just you and me here, go ahead and talk."

Sang Wan knelt down, her long eyelashes drooping, and a few drops of blood hanging from the corners of her lips.

"Please, my Lord, lend me a hundred taels of silver."

Pei Jin was startled, then laughed out loud.

He rubbed his temples:

"Sang Wan, are you borrowing money from this prince?"

Did he hear it correctly?

Sang Wan stared at Pei Jinzhi with red eyes and whispered:

"My brother is addicted to gambling, and he's squandered all of Mr. Hua's money. If you don't pay me back, the Hua family won't let it go. I don't care if they live or die, but my mother is still paralyzed in bed, and I can't bear to see her being…"

Sang Wan choked and couldn't continue.

The Hua family sent people to destroy the Sang family, and now no one knows what is happening at home?

My mother is paralyzed in bed. Who can take care of her?

Pei Jinzhi's cold heart was touched by the word "mother".

Once upon a time, this word disappeared from his life and was never called again.

He addressed Kang as "mother" in a respectful yet distant manner.

He will only have one mother, who has long become a ray of light, imprinted in the depths of his ink-black soul, supporting him as he walks alone.

"The day before yesterday you said they sold you to the Hua family for fifty taels, why did it become one hundred taels today?"

Sang Wan didn't understand. "I think the Hua family is taking this opportunity to blackmail me, or maybe my brother is asking for too much."

Sang Daqing is just a street thug who is good at observing people's words and expressions. Perhaps he saw that the Pei family was wealthy and wanted to make some money from them.

"You signed a life contract. How are you going to repay the money you borrowed?"

There is no selling money for a life contract, only a monthly salary after working.

Seeing him relax, Sang Wan looked eagerly:

"I can sign a document. I'll work like a slave at Zhaoyun Courtyard and pay you back with my wages."

Pei Jinzhi raised his lips and smiled faintly, then picked up the teacup to moisten his throat: "The Pei Mansion has no shortage of cattle and horses."

"Fifty taels, do you know how long it would take to pay it back based on the maid's monthly salary?"

Sang Wan shook her head. She really didn't know.

"A first-class maid in Zhaoyun Court receives one tael of silver per month, a second-class maid half a tael, a third-class maid one guan, and a last-class maid five hundred coins. Based on the first-class maid's monthly salary plus the annual bonus, you will need to work in Zhaoyun Court for four years."

Sang Wan was stunned: It takes so long?

Wouldn't that one hundred taels mean that you would have to work for eight years without eating or drinking?

Pei Jinzhi raised his eyes and mercilessly poured a basin of cold water on him:

"You can't even write. You can't even be a first-class maid. How can you return it?"

Sang Wan hung his head dejectedly.

That's right, compared to these smart and pretty maids in the mansion, she is just a big country bumpkin.

Apart from picking, cutting, mixing and dispensing herbs, I don't know anything else.

"Your gold lock is worth some money."

Pei Jinzhi pretended to mention it casually.

Sang Wan refused without a second thought:

"No. That's the only thing I have to find my biological parents in the future."

"There are so many people in this vast sea of ​​people. Since they have abandoned you, why are you still looking for them?" Pei Jin sneered.

"They abandoned me, and I don't want to acknowledge them. I just want to know where I came from one day."

"I also want to ask them why they gave birth to me and then abandoned me."

Sang Wan pursed her lips, feeling a little sad.

"The Sang family treats you badly?"

"The Sang family treated me very well, but my father died, my mother was sick, and my brother was not doing well. There was really nothing I could do."

Her dark eyes suddenly lit up and hope surged in her:

"Is detoxifying you worth fifty taels?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it, but once she did, Pei Jinzhi got so angry that he had a headache and put down the teacup heavily:

"Sang Wan! Do you think I'm a fool? You don't even know how to detoxify! How long do you want to keep deceiving me?"

Li Jiu heard the sound, pushed the door open and came in, then drew out his sword again.

Sang Wan was so scared that she shrank aside, "What are you doing?"

Pei Jinzhi held his forehead and raised his hand weakly:

"go out."

Li Jiu was stunned for a moment, "Oh."

As he closed the door, he glared at Sang Wan:

"be honest."

Pei Jinzhi rubbed his temples with his slender hands and took a deep breath.

"You don't even know how to take a pulse. You should have used three fingers in a bow shape at the Cun, Guan, and Chi points, but you only used two. You memorized the recipe for Guiling Gao, and you're trying to trick me with that useless medicine?!"

He leaned over and pinched Sang Wan's chin with his big hand: "Do you think your life is too long and want to see the King of Hell sooner?"

The grip was so strong that Sang Wan cried in pain.

"It's true, I swear. I don't know how to detoxify, but Doctor Cheng does."

"Cheng Buyu?"

Pei Jin was stunned. He had never thought of this person.

"He's just a small town doctor, how could he know about secret poisons?"

Sang Wan placed her hands on Pei Jinzhi's. "The symptoms I described on the pleasure boat that day were what Doctor Cheng told me when he was treating a patient with similar symptoms to yours. I have a good memory, and I remembered it after just one hearing. I swear to God, I never lied to you."

When their skin touched, her palm was cold, but Pei Jinzhi felt it was burning hot.

He let go of Sang Wan's chin and his fingertips accidentally brushed across her red lips.

Sang Wan trembled uncontrollably, her watery eyes like mist.

It was like something fell into Pei Jinzhi's heart, creating layer upon layer of ripples and softening his stone heart.

He withdrew his hand awkwardly, "I don't believe you."

Sang Wan also blushed and lowered her head.

The two of them avoided each other's gaze.

Pei Jinzhi cleared his cough:

"I don't want to hear any more lies."

Sang Wan looked at the ground in disappointment.

She had lied to Pei Jinzhi, so it was normal for him not to believe her.

"I am willing to sign a written agreement. If Cheng Buyu cannot cure the poison, my life will be at the disposal of the prince. I only ask the prince to lend me some money to help me out of this urgent situation."

Pei Jinzhi leaned back on his armchair and regained his indifference.

"Since our family is so poor, why don't you just follow my brother and his wife? As a concubine, you won't have to owe money to anyone, and you won't have to serve others like a slave. Why not?"

Sang Wan lowered her eyes and bit her lips until they turned pale:

"There are tens of thousands of women in this world, some as noble as white clouds, some as lowly as dust; some blessed with abundant food and clothing from birth, others like me struggling to survive under someone else's roof; I have no choice but to be their wife, a concubine, a servant, or even a street beggar. But I refuse to accept this. I always want to fight for my life, even if it means I'll only have one breath left. I don't want to be manipulated by fate. I have hands and feet, and I'm willing to endure hardship. Why should I be trapped in a cage my whole life, instead of being able to spread my wings and fly high?"

Her thin shoulders and slender neck showed that she was fragile, but she had a strong tenacity in her bones.

Pei Jinzhi's eyes were filled with warmth: "Freedom requires a huge price to pay. Even so, are you willing to fight for it?"

Sang Wan nodded firmly, tears glistening in her eyes.

"I am willing. Even if I get hurt, I will never regret it. I don't want to be a tool to be manipulated by others. I want to be a human being, a person with a clean conscience, living by my own hands. Please grant me your wish, my lord!"

Sang Wan prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

Pei Jinzhi's eyes were deep, and suddenly a sharp light flashed across them:

"Okay. Take off your clothes. Ten taels for each piece."