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

The person who said this was called Sanben, who was in charge of leading the horses in the outer courtyard.

As he spoke, he took a steamed bun from his bowl and put it in Sang Wan's bowl.

"You eat it. I'm full this morning. This is for you."

"Yo yo yo, look at them, they hooked up so quickly. Hee hee!"

Xianggui became excited and her voice was shrill and piercing.

Sang Wan acted as if she didn't hear anything and just smiled at San Ben, "Thank you."

No matter how much she gossips, she won't lose a piece of meat; but she can't eat less steamed buns, otherwise she won't have the energy to clean the toilet later.

San Ben must have been in Zhao Yun Yuan for some time, and he directly opposed Xiang Gui:

"Keep your mouth clean, don't be like a night-scented bucket, spewing shit from your mouth."

Xiang Gui refused to give in, and pointed at him with her hands on her hips and cursed:

"You bitch, you're a bitch, born of a mother but not wanted by her. Who can be so rude? You say you're a bitch, but no one supports you. Yet you're standing up for her. What's the matter? Did you sleep with her, and she was so comfortable serving you that you're going to have to work so hard to complain about her?"

San Ben slammed the table in anger, causing the steamed bun in Sang Wan's bowl to jump three feet high. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and caught the bun before it hit the ground.

"Bullshit! If I don't punish you today, I think your mother can't stand it anymore."

The two of them started arguing with each other from a distance, and there was a crowd of people surrounding them, some trying to stop them and some just watching.

Only Sang Wan was huddled at the table chewing a steamed bun.

The huge noise attracted Li Jiu.

The burly dark figure had just stepped into the small kitchen, blocking the light from outside the door, his head almost hitting the door frame.

He blew his beard and glared, then shouted angrily:

"What are you arguing about? Don't you want to live anymore?!"

Everyone fell silent and retreated to both sides.

Li Jiuda stepped in, and behind him was Pei Jinzhi.

Why is the prince in the kitchen? !

The maids, servants and old women were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

Sang Wan was still biting half of a steamed bun. He looked at everyone, lowered his head, and knelt down.

It's so unlucky that I can't even have a meal in peace.

Pei Jinzhi's gaze fell on her.

Although his head was lowered, his mouth was still secretly chewing something.

He surveyed the crowd and said in a calm tone, "Even this prince can't understand Zhaoyun Court these days."

Everyone trembled in fear, "Master, please forgive me."

San Ben kowtowed and said in a clear voice, "Your Highness, please understand. Xiang Gui bullied the new maid. I couldn't stand it and said a few words to her, and she hit me."

There were several scratches on Sanben's face, and it was bleeding.

Pei Jinzhi closed his eyelids and looked at Qiuyue:

"Is this how you usually manage things?"

Qiuyue was scared to death:

"My Lord, it is my fault that I failed in my duty..."

“Is it dereliction of duty or connivance?”

Pei Jinzhi's face darkened.

Qiuyue crawled on the ground, her voice trembling:

"My Lord, this servant deserves to die."

"Since you like to gossip, just pull out your tongue." Pei Jinzhi raised his hand, "Li Jiu, take him away."

Xiang Gui was so scared that she wet her pants: "My Lord, I was wrong. Please forgive me! Miss Sang, I admit my mistake to you. Please, please forgive me."

Pei Jinzhi looked at Sang Wan, and raised the corner of his lips: "Oh, this prince's Zhaoyun Courtyard, is it your turn to have the final say?"

Sang Wan swallowed the steamed bun in her mouth with all her strength and almost choked: "This servant... dare not."

What does it have to do with her?

She was just eating her meal from beginning to end.

But Pei Jinzhi didn't let her go: "Since she has begged you, then tell me, what should we do?"

Sang Wan pursed her lips and looked up at him:

You pervert, you want to mess with me again?

Is it her turn to decide how to deal with this matter?

Pei Jinzhi was roasting her over the fire.

She won't be fooled.

"This is the prince's Zhaoyun Courtyard, and we should obey his orders. Since the master said to pull out her tongue, it is not my place to say anything." Sang Wan was respectful and sincere.

It wasn't her tongue that was being pulled left and right.

Xianggui has a really bad mouth, it’s not unfair.

Pei Jinzhi laughed loudly.

The laughter gave people goose bumps and made them feel creepy.

"Listen, you senior servants are not as good as a newcomer in understanding the rules."

Li Jiu dragged Xianggui, who had fainted from fright, out.

There was complete silence, and everyone was afraid that they would be the next one to have their tongue pulled out.

"Qiuyue is incompetent and will be fined one month's salary. If I see you behave like this again, you will be kicked out of Zhaoyun Courtyard."

Get out of Zhaoyunyuan doesn't mean get out, but be beaten to death or sold; being expelled from the mansion is considered a mercy.

"Yes." No one dared to breathe.

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard from outside.

It’s Qiu Gui!!!

No matter how cunning the servant was, he became obedient in an instant.

Sang Wan lowered his head, his teeth chattering.

It was Qiu Gui's tongue that was pulled out, but why did she feel that her tongue was numb as well?

Pei Jinzhi is really perverted, wow.

She felt worried for herself for no reason.

If this goes on, I don’t know if I can survive until he gets rid of the remaining poison.

"Follow me." Pei Jinzhi threw a word at her and left.

Sang Wan looked up in a daze, confused: "Me?"

San Ben nodded secretly at her and said, "It's you."

Sang Wan pursed her lips, stood up with a bitter face, and followed Pei Jinzhi.

Her buttocks hadn't fully recovered yet, and she was in so much pain from sitting and kneeling.

Pei Jinzhi, you bastard.

It would be fine if you didn't thank me for saving you, but you're just making things difficult for me.

As she followed him to the study, Sang Wan cursed all of Pei Jinzhi's ancestors in her mind.

Entering the study, Pei Jinzhi was unhappy:

"It seems the beating yesterday was too light. Not only can he walk, but he can also cause trouble."

Sang Wan immediately knelt down:

"My Lord, this is really none of my business."

"She scolds you, and you just let her scold you without talking back?" Pei Jinzhi frowned.

I was so tough when I talked back to him before, but how come I became like a soft bun in private and was easily manipulated?

Sang Wan lowered her eyebrows and said, "They were fined because of me, so they scolded me to vent their anger. Besides, I won't lose a piece of meat."

It's all because of the good things you did.

Pei Jinzhi got the hint and sneered:

"Are you blaming me?"

"The prince is the master, and the master can never be wrong."

She didn't want to have her tongue pulled out for saying the wrong thing.

"How can I do anything with my hands so red and swollen?"

Pei Jinzhi frowned even deeper when he saw the back of her hand swollen into a small lump.

I had explained that the ten boards yesterday were just to break the skin, but the wound on the back of my hand was caused by Pei Yanting stepping on it, and it seemed that he used a lot of force.

Sang Wan was stunned for a moment, staring at the back of her hand, and said unconcernedly: "It's okay."

Last night, Sister Qinghe was so focused on the scars on her butt, and the light was dim, that she probably didn't see the back of her hand.

When I woke up this morning, I found that my skin was swollen. Before I could apply any medicine, Qiuyue took me to sweep the floor.

"Get up." Pei Jinzhi sighed for no reason.

Sang Wan stood up obediently, not knowing what he was holding back.

Her mood was changeable, and those who didn't know her would think that this sigh was out of pity for her.

"Put your hand over here."

Sang Wan hesitated for a moment, but still extended her hand.

Pei Jinzhi reached out with his large hand, his fingertips sliding across the thin calluses on her palm before hooking her fingers. With his other hand, he picked up a white ointment and applied it evenly to the back of her swollen hand.

His fingertips were burning, but the ointment on the back of his hand was cool and had a faint fragrance.

Sang Wan's ears burned. What was he doing?

This is scarier than a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

"Come with me to Tiansheng Hall later, so that Cheng Buyu won't see you and say that my Pei Mansion bullied you."

So that’s how it is, tsk.