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

Pei Jinzhi went out again after breakfast.

Sang Wan finished his daily chores and went to his study.

He searched the room thoroughly, inside and out, up and down, even checking the walls and the floor, but he couldn't find even a single corner of the edict.

Does this thing exist?

Could it be that the news is inaccurate?

After struggling for a whole morning, in order to avoid being seen, she spread out her pen, ink, paper and inkstone and pretended to practice calligraphy.

I had just written a few words when I heard a noise outside the yard.

"Where is that vixen? Call her out and let this county lady take a good look at her."

A clear female voice came from far away. Before Sang Wan had time to clean up his desk, a group of people rushed into the study.

She wore a goose yellow gauze brocade skirt with a matching shawl, her hair was adorned with dazzling pearls and jade, and her pretty face couldn't conceal her pride.

Next to her was a woman in light purple brocade, whose attire was also luxurious, only slightly inferior to that of the woman in yellow.

Sang Wan went through the women in the mansion in his mind.

These two people are the Princess Jianing and the third lady Pei Qingwu.

"Meet the County Lady, meet the Third Miss."

"Raise your head and let this county lady have a good look."

The maid brought a chair and Princess Jianing sat down, gently waving the round fan in her hand. After seeing Sang Wan's face clearly, a surge of jealousy rose in her heart.

At first glance, you can tell she's a slut who's good at seducing people.

Pei Jinzhi actually has a beautiful mistress in his golden house!

Isn't this a slap in her face?!

She came all the way to this desolate Fengshui Town, how could she swallow this humiliation?

"You really do have a face like a foxy one. I heard you drove Qiuyue away after only four or five days in the mansion?"

Sang Wan knelt down obediently, with her head lowered.

"Please allow me to report. It was the Crown Prince who dealt with Qiuyue."

"What a clever mouth!" The Jianing County Lady raised her lips and sneered, her red lips moist and shiny, with a hint of savagery in her delicateness:

"Do you think this county lady is so easy to fool? Qiuyue has been in Brother Jinzhi's room for many years and has always been capable and well-behaved. Why is it that as soon as you entered the mansion, she made mistakes in everything? If it weren't for you instigating it, would the prince have sold her out?"

Pei Qingwu's face was filled with disgust as she glared at Sang Wan:

"Sister Zhu'er, this damned girl even beat up my second brother. My eldest brother must have been bewitched by her face. If we let this kind of person succeed, how will people outside view our Pei family and the Duke of Zhenguo? Today, you must take action to discipline this little bitch."

"Miss Third, I don't know the Second Young Master at all. Why would I hit him for no reason?"

Sang Wan thought to himself, that's your second brother asking for a beating.

Why don't you ask him what dirty things he did.

"You're so mean, Sang Wan! My second brother saw it with his own eyes, and you lied without batting an eyelid. Sister Zhu'er, just look at this! With this little devil in Zhaoyun Courtyard, my eldest brother won't even have eyes for you anymore."

The Princess of Jianing was certain that Pei Jinzhi would not marry, and had already put herself in the role of the mistress of Zhaoyun Courtyard.

Hearing Pei Qingwu say this, he became even more angry:

"Slut, you have no manners at all, slap your face."

The two maids beside the county lady pressed Sang Wan's hands behind her back, and an old maid came up and slapped him left and right. The sound of the slaps was crisp and sharp, and the blows were extremely heavy.

There was a look of satisfaction in Pei Qingwu's eyes. She walked to Pei Jinzhi's desk and saw Sang Wan's handwriting.

"Well, you're still scribbling on my brother's desk? You bitch, you want to seduce my brother by showing off your elegance, right? Hit me hard. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you will not know the difference between superiors and inferiors, and you don't take the master into consideration at all."

Pei Qingwu tore into pieces the words she had written with great difficulty.

"Qing Yuan, bring the splint. Today I'm going to cripple this little bitch's claws. Writing, right? Let me see how you write in the future!"

The maid named Qing Yuan responded, "Yes."

"It was the prince who allowed me to practice calligraphy in the study during the day. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!" Sang Wan was furious.

There is really no reasonable person in the Pei family.

Each one of them uses their power to oppress others.

The old woman held her down, and several maids put splints on her ten fingers. When they were pulled on both sides, Sang Wan let out a shrill scream.

Pei Qingwu...

It's true that a rotten vine can't produce good melons.

The Princess of Jianing covered her eyes with her round fan and said disdainfully:

"Where did you come from, you country girl? I, I, I, haven't you ever been taught the rules when you entered the mansion? Slap me again! Even if I beat him to death today, I would have eliminated the trouble for Brother Jinzhi. I tell you, he will inherit the title in the future, the future Duke of Zhenguo, and also my future husband. Look at you, you are of humble origin and uneducated. Are you worthy of his elegant and graceful appearance?"

Sang Wan's face turned pale with pain:

"Whether I am worthy or not is none of your business."

The Princess of Jianing was furious. No one had ever dared to talk back to her like that.

"Good, you little bitch, slap me in the face! Don't stop without my order!"

"County Lady, I heard she was the unwanted bastard child of a prostitute from a brothel. She's the worst bitch of bitches. She relies on her looks to flaunt herself in front of the prince. We're all angry but dare not say anything."

The one who was speaking was Dongxue, who changed his mind very quickly.

"No wonder these eyes are so alluring like a fox. They're born to be a bastard! I think we should dig out these eyes first to prevent them from hurting anyone! Someone, come!"

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked so pitiful. No wonder Pei Jinzhi kept her at the top of his heart.

The more Lady Jianing watched, the angrier she became.

Sang Wan tried hard to break free from the maid's control, but was pinned down tightly:

"I'm a maid in the prince's courtyard. Even if I need to be beaten or punished, it's the prince's business, not yours. I want to see the old lady, I want to see the mistress!"

Princess Jianing had always been arrogant and domineering. When she heard Sang Wan accusing her of meddling in other people's business, she became furious and slapped Sang Wan a few times herself.

"I am the master and you are the servant. Even if I beat you to death, Brother Jinzhi will never say a word!"

The collar of Sang Wan's clothes was loosened by the old woman, revealing a small piece of her shoulder with purple teeth marks.

"I asked you to seduce..." Jianing was stunned.

Tooth marks? Did Pei Jinzhi bite them?

She kicked Sang Wan like crazy.

"You actually climbed into Pei Jinzhi's bed! I'm going to kill you! Bitch!"

She kicked Sang Wan to the ground, stepped on her head, and crushed her repeatedly with the sole of her shoe:

"You bitch! This county lady has killed at least eight out of ten girls. Just wait and see, if I kill you today, who will stand up for you? Bring me the knife! I'll do it myself!"

Sang Wan's ten fingers were covered in blood and his lips were blue.

Where did that dead man Pei Jinzhi go?

Pei Qingwu felt timid when she heard that someone was going to die.

"Sister Zhu'er, if I kill her, what if my eldest brother gets angry and blames me?"

The Princess of Jianing County was filled with murderous intent and was not willing to listen.

"He's just a slave, he won't argue with me."

Dongxue gloated as she handed over the dagger:

"County Lady, use this one, it's a fast knife!"

The Princess of Jianing grabbed Sang Wan's hair with one hand and slapped her face with a dagger:

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself. Why did you have to sneak into Brother Jinzhi's Zhaoyun Courtyard? How dare you touch the man this county lady likes! In your next life, remember to use your brain and don't mess with people you are not worthy of."

"I didn't provoke him."

The back of the knife touched Sang Wan's cheek, as cold as a snake.

"Oh, even if you don't have it now, there's no guarantee you won't have it in the future; Brother Jinzhi is mine, no one can snatch him away from me. For so many years, even Qiuyue hasn't been able to serve him closely, which shows how deeply he loves me. You've only been here a few days, and you dare to help him bathe!"

Jealousy made her face unrecognizable and her expression ferocious.

"Brother Jinzhi is Yushu. How dare a dirty, lowly woman like you touch him?"

Sang Wan was in so much pain that she couldn't make a sound.

She relied on the last bit of her strength and sneered:

"Oh, so you also know that you are dirty and unworthy of him!"

Is the county lady so great?

Even if she was knocked down, she would not beg for mercy.

Who the hell is Pei Jinzhi? Whoever wants him can have him. When has she ever coveted him?

This county lady not only has poor eyesight, but also poor brains.

The Princess of Jianing had never suffered such humiliation before:

"Everyone, watch this! Anyone who dares to covet the prince will end up like this! Today, I will dig out your eyes, chop off your dirty hands, sew your clever mouth shut, beat you to death with clubs, and throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

She raised the knife and stabbed Sang Wan's eyes!