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

Chapter 32 If you don’t make money, you’ll be a bastard

Sang Wan walked into the study carrying the prepared medicine soup.

The screams of the stable boy who was beaten to death could be heard throughout the Zhaoyun Courtyard.

The sound of the board hitting her was like hitting her body, which made her terrified.

Are Pei Jinzhi and Li Jiu starting to doubt her?

If the truth comes out, will she be the next one?

She dared not think.

Now she is in a difficult situation. Madam Cheng holds the lives of the Sang family in her hands and she has no way out.

Pei Jinzhi leaned on the couch, flipping through a book carelessly, while Li Ju stood beside her with her arms folded, staring at her fiercely.

"My Lord, the medicine is here." She leaned forward and handed over the silver needle with both hands, "Please check it."

Li Jiu cautiously took the silver needle, dipped the tip into the decoction and let it sit for a while before taking it out: "Master, drink it while it's hot."

Sang Wan was more submissive than usual. "Doctor Cheng said that during the first seven days of taking the medicine, the toxicity will be greatly stimulated. Your illness will be more severe than usual, my lord. That's not a sign of the poison taking effect; it's a necessary process for the poison to be expelled from the body."

She had to emphasize the side effects again.

Otherwise, if Pei Jinzhi felt a little unwell, he would think that she had poisoned him, and she would have no way to defend herself.

Pei Jinzhi nodded slightly, he was mentally prepared.

Cheng Buyu is a real talent.

He had only received one acupuncture treatment today, but he could feel the blood in his meridians, which had been stagnant for a long time, flowing freely, showing signs of recovery.

It seems that they did not do anything about the detoxification.

After finishing the medicine and putting down the bowl, Pei Jinzhi looked at Sang Wan again and said, "Come and help me bathe later."

Li Jiu: I told you to mention it, but the progress is so fast?!

Sang Wan was stunned: "Ah? Master, I'm just a third-class maid."

Not to mention that the third-class servants have no right to serve closely, even maids like Qiuyue are not qualified.

Isn’t it Li Jiu’s special privilege to serve as a bathing assistant?

She looked at Li Jiu silently.

What happened? Falling out of favor?

Ah, Sang Wan was sharpening the knife in her heart.

Good opportunity, just stab him to death and be done with it.

Ever since she knew that he was the murderer of her father, she wanted to stab Pei Jinzhi to death eight hundred times a day.

Pei Jinzhi: "From now on, you are no longer a third-class maid. For your meritorious service in protecting your master today, I will promote you to a second-class maid, with a monthly salary of half a tael. You will be responsible for my daily diet, medicine, bathing, and daily life. Do you understand?"

Is it a meritorious service to protect the master?

Is Pei Jinzhi crazy?

If he hadn't held her head down today, she might have been shot in the throat by an arrow.

Who's protecting whom? Could it be...

Sang Wan looked at Li Jiu. His face seemed darker than usual, with a hint of anger.

Oh, did this couple have a fight?

I see, she became part of their quarrel.

"I understand. Thank you for your grace, Master."

You're a bastard who doesn't make money.

How could she refuse a promotion and a raise?

Sang Wan happily accepted the appointment and went to prepare the medicinal bath.

*

This made Qiuyue's nose crooked with anger.

In the entire Zhaoyun Courtyard, she was the highest-ranking first-class maid, but that was a position she had endured for many years.

Sang Wan had only been there for four days, but she had already been promoted from a third-class maid to a second-class maid, and she could also provide personal service and bathing.

For many years, no one else could do this except Li Jiu.

Not to mention women.

She saw the maids carrying buckets of water to the warm room in the main house. Sang Wan was busy beside the bathtub, and Qiuyue's eyes were bleeding.

"Sister, you are so lucky. For so many years, the prince has never had a woman to wait on him when he bathes. Today is the first time."

What? You want to fire a salute to celebrate?

Sang Wan snorted gloomily.

The air was filled with heat and sweat broke out on my forehead: "Really?"

She didn't want to provoke Qiuyue, nor did she want to talk too much to her, so as not to fall into her verbal trap again.

"Alas, I only hear the laughter of new people, but who has ever seen the tears of old ones? Master Li Jiu has served you so hard for so many years, he must be sad today. When I first came in, I saw him sulking outside the yard."

Qiuyue started to cast her bait. She didn't believe that Sang Wan wasn't curious.

Sang Wan still had no expression, and only replied calmly: "Really?"

"You really don't want to know why Li Jiu is angry?" Qiuyue couldn't help herself.

Impossible. Since Sang Wan, this vixen, is determined to climb up the ladder, she will definitely be jealous.

As long as she asked, she would tell her about Li Jiu and the prince's homosexuality, and she would be guaranteed to be upset.

In the future, she will be accused of being a gossipmonger, her tongue will be pulled out, and she will be driven out of the Pei Mansion.

Sang Wan evenly spread the herbs into the medicine bucket and said nothing. "What right do I, a servant, have to ask about my master's affairs?"

Qiuyue was frustrated and simply put on a sullen face and stopped pretending:

"Sang Wan, I know you want to climb into the prince's bed, but I'm telling you, don't dream on. The prince won't be interested in a cheap bitch like you."

Sang Wan's ears were buzzing because of her noise:

"Of course the prince looks down on me, so why is sister so angry?"

"I'm angry? Haha, why would I be angry? How could I be angry because of you? What a joke."

Qiuyue laughed in a contrived way, her body shaking, as if she had heard a huge joke:

"You're a bitch, you don't deserve my anger."

"Of course I'm not worthy, sister. Please make way. The prince will be taking a bath soon. Please don't block the way."

"How dare you, Sang Wan! I'm supervising you. How can you be blocking my way?" Qiuyue said sternly.

Sang Wan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so she used her hand to test the water temperature; the medicinal herbs had already soaked the bathtub into a brown liquid, and the warm room was filled with a strong herbal fragrance.

Qiuyue's eyes were blazing with anger, and she began to find fault:

"What did you put there? Have you informed the prince? Don't let it be something dirty and pollute the prince's bathtub."

"Why is the water this color and smells so bad? Quick, pour it out and replace it with fresh hot water for the prince. The prince always pays attention to cleanliness. Do you know how to serve him?"

"Dongxue, Caiwei, come over here quickly and change the water. You, stand aside and don't block the way."

Qiuyue deliberately pushed Sang Wan.

There were some water stains on the ground. Sang Wan stumbled, stepped on the water, and slipped with a splash.

She fell on her butt again. How unlucky she was.

My butt, which had just been applied with medicine yesterday, felt like it had exploded and was in excruciating pain.

The noise was quite loud and startled Pei Jinzhi in the inner room.

When he walked in, Qiuyue started to turn the tables:

"My Lord, this maid Sang Wan is so clumsy that she spilled all the water in the bathtub."

Dongxue and Caiwei knelt down and echoed, "Master, we have seen it all."

Pei Jinzhi raised his eyebrows: "Clumsy."

Sang Wan climbed out of the water and knelt down:

"Please punish me, my lord."

"There's no order in this noise. Get up."

"Yes." Qiuyue smiled.

"My Lord, this girl is too clumsy. Let me help you bathe and change clothes."

Pei Jinzhi's face turned cold.

His headache started to flare up, and he couldn't stand dealing with these maids anymore. He stretched out his hand towards Sang Wan:

"If you're stupid, you should learn by heart. You guys can go down."

Qiuyue was so jealous that her eyes were about to pop out of her head.

Sang Wan held Pei Jinzhi's hand and stood up with his help.

"You guys get out." Pei Jinzhi was as cold as ice.

Qiuyue retreated awkwardly with the other maids.

A long gauze curtain hung in the warm room, and the candlelight on the carved wooden stand swayed slightly, and the air was filled with mist, which was indescribably charming.

Pei Jinzhi asked solemnly:

"Have you ever learned how to serve?"

Sang Wan let go of his hand and lowered her head: "No."

"Come and help me take off my clothes first."

Pei Jinzhi opened his arms calmly.

Sang Wan was shocked: "Huh?"

Take his clothes off?

He is a man!!

"What? Has no one told you how a servant should serve his master?" Pei Jinzhi was displeased.

Many people wanted to serve him closely, but he had been extremely self-disciplined over the years and had never used anyone other than Li Jiu.

Sweat was pouring down Sang Wan's forehead. How could this be possible? She was still an unmarried girl.

What's more... What's more, Shi Luochuan said today that he likes her and wants to marry her.

Pei Jinzhi, this bastard, actually wanted to ruin her reputation!

"My Lord, men and women shouldn't touch each other!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like