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

After the consultation, Dr. Cheng went back to prepare the medicinal materials.

Sang Wan walked him to the west corner gate, her eyes reddened.

"Brother Luochuan, could you please go visit my mother when you have time?"

Shi Luochuan was even more reluctant to leave:

"Awan, don't worry, I will. You have to take good care of yourself. If anyone bullies you, be sure to tell me."

His eyes looked at Li Jiu with a hint of meaning.

Li Jiu hummed: "Is this young master talking about me?"

Is he the kind of man who would bully a woman?

Shi Luochuan didn't look at him, but just talked to Sang Wan:

"This is the storybook you asked me to buy the other day, and this is your favorite candied fruit. Take them all. Later..."

Li Jiu crossed his arms over his chest and sneered:

"Scholar, do you think she came to the Pei Mansion to be a rich lady?!"

Cheng Buyu bowed to him and said, "Master Jiu, Sang Wan is a good child, diligent and intelligent. If there is anything I have done wrong, I hope Master Jiu can give me some pointers."

Li Jiu bowed politely:

"Don't worry, Doctor Cheng. Sang Wan is now a maid in the prince's courtyard. No one can bully her."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Cheng Buyu looked at Sang Wan with a deep gaze: "Accompany the prince to the shop tomorrow. Madam Cheng misses you."

Sang Wan nodded calmly: "Please remember me, my lady."

Shi Luochuan: "Awan, then we...say goodbye."

Sang Wan nodded slightly, feeling very disappointed.

She looked at their figures with a hesitant gaze.

Shi Luochuan looked back every few steps, feeling very worried.

Sang Wan waved her hands and her eyes turned red again.

"Is this scholar your sweetheart?"

Li Jiu leaned over and asked with a heartless smile.

Sang Wan sniffed and said, "Nonsense, he is a gentleman and will become the top scholar in the future."

Shi Luochuan is like the breeze and bright moon, spotless and spotless.

He is the one she looks up to.

"Tsk, so what if you're the top scorer in the imperial examination? You've lost so much weight that the wind can blow you away for seven or eight miles."

Li Jiu was vindictive. He looked down on Shi Luochuan, who always thought the worst of others and kept nagging and saying bad things about them.

"What's wrong with being thin? He doesn't eat your rice."

Sang Wan stomped her feet and took a few quick steps forward.

"Hey, you little bastard! I'm going to ask you to pay back the money you owed your family, and you're treating me like this?"

Sang Wan stopped when she heard this:

"Really? The prince really let you go?"

Li Jiu put the sword on his shoulder and blew his beard: "Of course it's true, the prince is a man of his word."

Sang Wan couldn't help but put her hands together, feeling nervous and excited: "Thank you, Brother Li Jiu."

Li Jiu swaggered away carrying his sword:

"If you want to thank someone, thank the prince. I will serve you well."

"Yes, yes, I will, I will die..."

Sang Wan thought that she should be nicer to Pei Jinzhi, as he was her creditor now.

Yes, bring him a bowl of tortoise jelly.

*

Sang Wan returned to the main courtyard.

The atmosphere was solemn. Pei Jinzhi sat upright, and all the maids stood quietly with their heads lowered. Chunxiang was kneeling in the hall.

Seeing her come in, Pei Jinzhi's eyes were sharp:

"Kneel down."

Sang Wan didn't understand why, but she knelt down anyway.

"You said that it was Sang Wan who asked you to go to Tianshengtang to look for someone?" Pei Jinzhi said in a cold tone.

Chunxiang knelt on the ground trembling, sobbing softly:

"Please spare my life, my lord. I was soft-hearted and forgot the rules. I was wrong."

Sang Wan's heart sank. Oh no.

Pei Jinzhi is settling the score after the event.

"My Lord, I begged Chunxiang sister, it has nothing to do with her. If you want to punish me, punish me."

Qiuyue stood beside Pei Jinzhi and scolded him harshly:

"The first rule of Zhaoyun Court is that you cannot act without the permission of your master. Anyone who violates this rule will be beaten to death. Today you miss home, so you ask someone to go outside and call your family to the Pei Mansion. Tomorrow she misses home and calls her family again. What kind of place would the Pei Mansion become?"

"I was wrong, please forgive me, my lord."

Chunxiang's eyes were swollen from crying.

"My Lord, in my opinion, since her heart is not in Zhaoyun Court, there is no point in keeping her. It is better to sell her off."

Chunxiang looked up at Qiuyue in astonishment, but before she could scold her, her mouth was gagged with cloth.

"I always have clear rewards and punishments. If you do well, you'll be rewarded; if you do wrong, you'll be punished. Chunxiang broke the rules of Zhaoyunyuan and will be beaten with twenty sticks. Her indenture is in the public office. Whether to sell her or keep her is up to the mistress to decide."

Sang Wan was anxious: "My Lord, twenty strokes of the cane will kill someone. It's all my fault. I'm willing to take the cane for Chunxiang. Please spare her, my Lord."

"What is the second rule of Zhaoyunyuan, Qiuyue?"

Pei Jinzhi was as cold as an iceberg.

"Don't disobey your master. If you talk back, you will be punished with ten strokes of the cane."

Pei Jinzhi picked up the tea and said leisurely:

"Take her away and teach her the rules."

*

Sang Wan lay on the bed, her buttocks burning with pain.

Pei Jinzhi, this bastard who destroyed the bridge after crossing it!!!

She had just introduced Cheng Buyu to her when he turned against her and beat her ten times with a stick.

Chunxiang was even worse off. She was beaten with twenty boards and became voiceless.

She felt very guilty that she had harmed Chunxiang.

When she came to get information that night, Sang Wan originally wanted to pass on the information, but she never expected that Pei Jinzhi was so vicious and would not leave any way for him to survive.

I originally wanted to serve him a bowl of tortoise jelly to cool him down, but now, I just want to feed him poison.

Poison this cold-blooded beast to death.

A light is like a bean.

The door creaked open and a gust of cold wind blew in.

The leader was Qiuyue, followed by several maids.

The voice started before anyone even entered the door, full of sarcasm:

"You're such a troublemaker, Sang Wan. Chunxiang has always been honest, but today she was beaten half to death because of you. Tell me, how can you still have the nerve to stay here?"

"That's right, you jinx! Because of you, the entire Zhaoyun Courtyard has been fined this month's salary!"

"I thought she was coming in to be the master, but I didn't expect she would sell herself to be a maid. Her face is thicker than a city wall."

The maids sneered at Sang Wan and even wanted to spit on her.

Sang Wan was in so much pain that she had no energy left to deal with their verbal battle:

"Sisters, why waste your breath? I admit that I am a troublemaker. If you are tired of scolding me, go back and rest."

Qiuyue pulled the quilt off her and threw it on the ground: "The prince said that from tomorrow on, you will be a third-class maid in this courtyard and you are not qualified to live in this west wing. Pack your things and go to the bunk in the wing room."

The maids opened the wardrobe and threw the clothes on the floor.

"Oh, this is the wedding gown. She really ran away from her marriage! Could it be that she has fallen for the prince and thinks she can marry into a rich family?"

"I heard she was a bastard thrown away by a prostitute. No wonder, she smells like a brothel."

"No wonder this room is so full of fuss! Hehehe!"

"You don't want to be a concubine of the Hua family, but you insist on coming to our prince to be a maid. Tell me, are you lowly? How could the prince be interested in you? Don't you even consider your own status?"

"If you ask me, I should smash her face today and make her give up this idea forever."

"That's right! Only Chunxiang is kind-hearted, so she would fall for this vixen's trick."

Qiuyue took out a pair of silver scissors from somewhere, and came to Sang Wan's bedside holding the wedding gown:

"You silly girl, I'm warning you, you'd better behave yourself, otherwise..."

She picked up the scissors and cut the bright red wedding gown into pieces with a few scissors, scattering them all over the floor.

"What are you doing!" Sang Wan clenched his fists, but his butt was bruised and he couldn't get up.

"Today is just a small lesson! If you harm us again, your fate will be like this wedding gown."

Qiuyue grabbed her hair and slapped her face, her face ferocious: "Do you understand?"

"Let's go." A group of people filed out.

I don’t know which black-hearted maid deliberately slapped her bloody butt before leaving.

Sang Wan was in so much pain that tears came out.

We are all slaves, why should we make things difficult for each other?

Just go if you want to, don't even close the door for her.

The night wind blows.

The fart is cold, and the heart is even colder.