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

"Qinggong is good, but martial arts is not."

This familiar voice made Sang Wan feel like she was struck by lightning, and she froze in her tracks: "Pei Jinzhi?!"

Oops, he saw through her.

Sang Wan's mind raced. Just as she was about to open her mouth to explain, Pei Jinzhi tightened his grip on the sword: "If you want to lie, go to the King of Hell. Don't dirty my ears."

Sang Wan pursed her lips, her eyes trembling:

"You, you said today that you would not kill me."

"I won't kill you. I just want to ask you, why did you go to Pei Mansion and flirt with Jianing?" Pei Jinzhi was very angry.

"No way. I'm a woman, how can I flirt with a woman?"

Sang Wan groaned and denied it flatly.

She had merely touched her lips with her finger, which was not considered flirtatious. As for what the county lady thought, that was her own business.

"So, you admit that you were the one who entered Lingyue Pavilion last night?" Pei Jinzhi said in a low and hoarse voice.

Sang Wan couldn't hide it anymore, so she just made up an excuse:

"She bullied me and I was so angry."

In order to reflect her grievances, a thin mist appeared in her eyes.

This trick seems to work every time for Pei Jinzhi.

But it seems to be ineffective tonight. His voice is still low and cold:

"Sang Jun is your father? You are from Tianxuan Sect."

Sang Wan's pupils trembled. It was over.

He knows everything.

There was a rage in her heart, which now completely spread out. She reached out and pulled off the black scarf on Pei Jinzhi's face.

"Just speak, why cover your face?"

Pei Jin was stunned and his sword-holding hand moved slightly.

Sang Wan wiped away the mist in her eyes and glared at him:

"You killed my father."

"Did someone from Tianxuan Sect tell you, or did Sang Jun say it himself?" Pei Jinzhi raised his eyebrows, his eyes as dark as ink.

Sang Wan smiled coldly, his hands involuntarily grabbing the table beside him, his fingertips almost turning white.

"Why, you still want to deny it?"

Pei Jinzhi: "Answer me."

"My father never said who hurt him until his death, but the Princess of Jianing County said it herself that all the bandits died at your hands."

Madam Cheng is an eyewitness, and Sang Wan cannot give her up.

Pei Jinzhi was quite pleased: "There were twelve assassins in the suburbs of Beijing. Ten died, two escaped, and one of them was Sang Jun. The other one was Madam Cheng, right?"

Sang Wan's face turned blue instantly.

"You know everything..."

"The Tianxuan Sect attempted to assassinate the heir to the throne. This is a grave crime, annihilating the entire clan. I acknowledge the death of all ten of them by my sword. However, Sang Jun's injuries were not inflicted by me; they were inflicted by someone else."

"Impossible... Madam Cheng saw it with her own eyes."

"You don't believe me." Pei Jinzhi's throat tightened.

"Why should I trust you?"

Sang Wan felt a strong sense of unease.

When did Pei Jinzhi quietly find out about Madam Cheng? What would happen to the people in Tianshengtang?

Pei Jinzhi seemed to see through her thoughts:

"Everyone in Tianshengtang has been imprisoned. Instead of worrying about them, think about what you should do."

Sang Wan stretched out her neck, and the touch of white was very dazzling.

"Everyone has their own responsibility. This matter has nothing to do with my family. Please let them go."

"Is Sang Daqing also from the Tianxuan Sect?"

Sang Wan snorted lightly, his eyes full of disdain:

"No, Tianxuan Sect doesn't support idle people."

That good-for-nothing Sang Daqing even threw himself at Madam Cheng, yet she still despised him.

To be precise, she was not a member of the Tianxuan Sect. She was just forced into the game and became Madam Cheng's pawn.

But Pei Jinzhi couldn't explain all this, and he wouldn't believe it even if I told him.

Just as she didn't believe her, he didn't believe her either.

"You..." Pei Jinzhi felt something was wrong before he finished speaking.

Strangely, his hands felt numb and gradually became stiff.

"You poisoned me?"

He reacted immediately, dropped his sword and pounced on Sang Wan.

Sang Wan couldn't bear the force anymore and they both fell to the ground.

"You, get out of the way." She pushed hard, but Pei Jinzhi was like a mountain pressing on her, and she couldn't move him at all.

He held her tightly with both hands, and his body gradually stiffened into a natural cage, trapping Sang Wan under him.

Sang Wan tried very hard, but no matter how she squirmed, she couldn't get away.

Damn, I'm trapped in my own web.

She could only breathe heavily and glare at him angrily.

Pei Jinzhi found that except for his stiff limbs, his eyes and mouth could still move.

"What poison did you use on me?"

He gritted his teeth, flames flashing in his eyes.

I was careless and fell into her trap.

Sang Wan felt relieved when she saw him angry.

She finally freed her hands from under him, cupped his handsome face, and patted it:

"Hey, Pei Jinzhi, you have come to this day."

"Don't hit me in the face."

"I'll hit you."

Sang Wan snorted and slapped him several times in succession.

Pei Jinzhi was furious: "Using poison is a low-class method."

"Oh, you're so advanced. Even though you killed my father, you don't seem that advanced." Sang Wan retorted.

"Your father assassinated the heir to the throne, a crime punishable by genocide. You should be grateful that your entire Sang family wasn't executed."

"Bullshit. My dad is the nicest man in the world. I don't know why he did this, but he must have his reasons."

Sang Wan's eyes were red, and Sang Jun's love for her in the past came to her mind one by one, which could not be faked.

He treated her better than his own daughter.

Why should such a good person die?

"It's all your fault, Pei Jinzhi. You killed him."

Pei Jinzhi felt sad when he saw her crying:

"I said, it's not me."

Thinking of Sang Jun's kindness and comparing it with the evil things Sang Daqing had done to her now, Sang Wan cried louder and louder.

Pei Jinzhi said hoarsely:

"If you cry again, I'll gag you."

Sang Wan pouted and rolled her eyes at him:

"Try it, I'll cry. When someone comes, you'll be dead. Then I'll tie you up like a dumpling and whip you..."

Before you could finish your words, your mouth was blocked by Pei Jinzhi.

His lips were a little cold, but when pressed against hers, they were as hot as a branding iron. In an instant, they became unstoppable and burned all the way to her ears.

The heat in her nostrils was intertwined, and she could even clearly smell the scent of storax.

Light, like him;

As gentle as water, yet as sharp as poison to the bones.

Sang Wan pursed her lips tightly, her eyes bigger than copper bells.

She was embarrassed and didn't know how to react.

Pei Jinzhi, he he he he...actually flirted with her!

This kiss was so unexpected that Pei Jinzhi didn't expect that he would actually do it.

He felt a little regretful for being reckless, but her lips were so soft and fragrant that he seemed to be possessed. He bit them a little tighter and clung to them, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, and gradually felt at ease and unrestrained.

The tip of his tongue slid across her wet lips and attacked her teeth, but she held her teeth tightly, leaving no gap.

Is she resisting because of Shi Luochuan?

Pei Jinzhi murmured, his eyes locked with hers as they kissed.

There was a girl's shyness and fear in her eyes, mixed with a hint of anger. His jealousy grew stronger.

It was just a light kiss at first, but now jealousy took over, and he was like a storm, his tongue domineeringly picking up her teeth and entwining with her sweet tongue.

Sang Wan retreated step by step, gradually losing her resistance to his biting and clinging. Their lips pressed tightly together, each seeking warmth from the other.

I don't know how much time passed before the lamp oil burned out with a crackling sound, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The two of them pressed tightly together, and Pei Jinzhi's sweat flowed down his forehead and dripped onto Sang Wan's cheek.

The sounds of breathing came and went, as if after a fierce battle.

"You...you bastard!" Sang Wan's lips were red and swollen, with a hint of crying in her voice, like sobbing and complaining.

The threads of silk wrapped around Pei Jinzhi's heart, three layers inside and three layers outside, forming a big net.

"Don't shout, just listen to me quietly."

Pei Jinzhi spoke in a hoarse voice, his thin lips still moving back and forth on her lips, making her feel numb to the bone.

It's raining outside the window.

Tick, tick.