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

Two hours later...

The group of men in black returned to the dilapidated temple.

"Brother, the token is not found."

The third brother panicked: "Brother, I must have fallen here, not anywhere else."

The eldest brother ordered in a deep voice: "Search again, search together. Dig three feet underground to find them!"

"How many times have I told you that all markings must be removed during the operation? Why can't you remember?"

"Brother, I was wrong!"

The five men in black dispersed, and soon one of them shouted, "Brother, there are footprints on the beam!"

The eldest brother flew up and stared at the small footprints and handprints in a daze: "Could it be a girl?"

"Where did this woman come from?" The third brother raised his eyes suspiciously. "Could it be that there are other people in this dilapidated temple while we are talking?"

The eldest brother clapped his hands, and the thick dust on the beam fell down: "Damn it."

"Take back the token and kill without mercy."

"Yes!"

*

It was already afternoon when Sang Wan arrived at Longwu.

She was so hungry that she remembered there was a dry biscuit in her bag, so she asked a farmer for some saliva and ate it with the biscuit.

"Grandma, how do I get to the Shi Family Ancestral Hall?"

The last time he said goodbye, Shi Luochuan said that he was temporarily staying in the ancestral hall.

The tribesmen had high expectations of him, and they put all their efforts into helping him take the exam this time.

"Hey, little scholar, go forward, pass three intersections and then turn left." The old woman pointed in the direction.

"Thank you!"

Sang Wan handed the large porcelain bowl back to her.

"It's hot on the road, would you like another bowl?"

"No, no, thank you very much!"

Sang Wan waved his hand and headed towards the Shi Family Ancestral Hall.

There were few people in the village, and she quickly arrived at the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall has flying eaves and high tiles, and is simple and elegant. It is very old, and the atmosphere of the ancient house that has been accumulated over the years is overwhelming.

The Shi family has a profound heritage. In the generations mentioned above, some of them served as cabinet ministers, which shows their pursuit of knowledge and official career.

There was an old man at the entrance of the ancestral hall, sweeping the courtyard with a broom. Seeing Sang Wan dressed like a scholar, he was very polite: "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"How are you, old man? May I ask if Mr. Shi Luochuan is here?" Sang Wan bowed hurriedly.

"Oh, you're looking for Ah Chuan." The old man smiled kindly, "He no longer lives in this ancestral hall. He's at the Biquan Villa at the head of the village."

Sang Wan looked bewildered: "Where is Biquan Villa?"

"Look, you'll see it as soon as you enter the village. It's the most imposing house in the entire village. It's owned by Mr. Pu, a great philanthropist in our village. Chuan'er is currently studying at Mr. Pu's house."

"Father-in-law, why is Mr. Shi living in Mr. Yuan's house?" Sang Wan was puzzled.

"That official has always respected scholars the most, and this time he's taken a fancy to our Chuan'er! Not only is he sponsoring him to take the exam, I heard he's even going to take him as his son-in-law!"

Sang Wan's smile froze:

"No, I haven't heard Brother Shi mention it."

The old man chuckled and said, "Of course. Even if you want to get married, you have to wait until after high school."

He looked Sang Wan up and down and said, "I think the scholar is handsome. Is there any marriage in your family? If not, I have a relative who has an only daughter..."

Sang Wan was both amused and annoyed, and waved her hands desperately to retreat:

"No, no. Thank you, old man. Goodbye."

The old man, holding a broom, watched her fleeing figure and laughed heartily: "This scholar is just too shameless."

Sang Wan's legs felt as if they were filled with lead as he walked towards Biquan Villa.

Shi Luochuan is getting engaged? Why has he never told me?

But the old man spoke in a very clear and concise manner, and did not seem to be lying.

She subconsciously touched her cuffs and found the silver hairpin was still on her.

Impossible, impossible.

He had just confessed his feelings to me.

Sang Wan was silent for a moment, then forced a smile.

This old man must be confused and has spread false information.

Shi Luochuan is not that kind of person.

*

As she approached Biquan Villa, a carriage sped past her and stopped at the gate of the villa.

Shi Luochuan got off the carriage in a blue dress.

Sang Wan raised her hand excitedly, wanting to call him.

But before he could say anything, a woman wearing a light blue brocade jacket with magnolia flowers and a lotus green moonlight skirt came down from the carriage. Her high bun was adorned with a butterfly hairpin with silk and beads, which made her look very noble.

The small pointed embroidered toes of the shoes were each adorned with a finger-sized pearl, which shone brightly in the sun.

Sang Wan was dwarfed by the shaking, and suddenly felt like a shameful quail egg.

The woman's slender hand was as delicate as jade. She placed it on Shi Luochuan's big hand and slowly got off the carriage with his help.

The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

Sang Wan's hand stopped in mid-air.

"Brother Luochuan, look at you, you're sweating all over."

This woman was not only pretty and charming, but also had a very soft voice. She pinched the handkerchief in her hand and carefully wiped the sweat from Shi Luochuan's forehead.

Shi Luochuan blushed to his ears.

"Thank you, Sister Menglian."

Menglian, Sang Wan silently repeated this name in his heart.

It sounds so beautiful, the beauty is like a dream, quiet and leisurely like a lotus.

The two of them standing together looked like a perfect match.

Aren’t these the golden boy and jade girl in the storybook that Shi Luochuan showed him?

She finally saw him today.

Sang Wan pursed her lips, her expression gloomy.

She shouldn't be here.

Without hesitation, she turned and walked out of the village.

"Brother Luochuan, why don't you go in and have some tea before leaving? Miss Sang has returned to the countryside, so she must be safe."

Pu Menglian invited him warmly, but Shi Luochuan refused outright: "No, it won't work. Such a big thing happened in Tiantang today. I don't feel at ease without seeing Ah Wan. Sister Lian, I'm really sorry that you went through so much trouble with me this time."

"No way. I often hear you mention it, and I also want to meet Miss Sang." Pu Menglian smiled gently.

Shi Luochuan's eyes were filled with gratitude. "I thought... I didn't expect Sister Lian to be so open-minded. I was overthinking it. I'm really ashamed."

These days he has been struggling with how to explain his feelings to Pu Menglian. He cannot be greedy and let down the innocent girl for no reason.

After he mustered up the courage to express his feelings, Pu Menglian was not angry at all. Instead, she became very curious about Sang Wan.

As soon as she heard that something happened in Tianshengtang, she immediately called the carriage in the mansion and accompanied him to find Sang Wan. She cared more about him than he did. She is really a good girl.

"Brother Luochuan, you're too kind. Since you and I have already agreed to get along as siblings, why would I think too much? Someone who can make you care about her is definitely a girl worth meeting."

Shi Luochuan bowed and said goodbye, then turned around and took a quick glance. He saw a scholar carrying a bag not far away. His back looked very familiar.

Could it be that I am dazzled?

I'm afraid he missed Sang Wan too much, so when he saw someone with a similar figure, he thought it was her.

He wiped his eyes and the figure disappeared again.

Yes, how could she be here?

I'm really out of my mind.

"But something got in your eye, Brother Luochuan?"

Lanzhi tilted her head slightly and looked at him with admiration.

"Nothing, I just seemed to see her. Maybe I was mistaken."

"You've been running around for the past two days and you're very tired. Brother Luochuan, you should go in and rest for a night before leaving. If you're not feeling well, Miss Sang will have to take care of you." Pu Menglian invited warmly.

Shi Luochuan thought about it and found it difficult to refuse.

The two of them stepped into the villa one after the other. The bright red painted door opened behind them and then closed again.

Sang Wan happened to look back, her eyes slightly red.

That door seemed to be closed on her heart.

It turns out that there are barriers between people.

She thought Shi Luochuan was extending his hand to her, and if she just let go gently, she would be able to stand with him.

Looking back now, this idea is so ridiculous.

The weather in June is like a child's face, changing at any time.

The sky was clear one second, and the next second it was covered with dark clouds and started to rain.

Raindrops fell on Sang Wan's face, each one as big as a tear. Sang Wan couldn't help but open her hands, letting the teardrops fall into her palms, crystal clear.

Oh, God, you can't bear to see me cry, so you cry for me?

Sang Wan took a deep breath, picked up his bag, and quickened his pace. The villagers around him hurried back and forth, shouting, "It's raining! Time to collect the clothes!"

The rain got heavier and heavier, and soon turned into a downpour.

She was soaked like a drowned rat.

She accidentally slipped in the mud and fell to the ground.

Sang Wan was in excruciating pain, her palms scraped and bruised, looking miserable. She crouched on the ground, her hands clenched into fists, the rain and tears mixing together.

After a while, the rain stopped overhead.

Sang Wan raised her wet eyes and found an oil-paper umbrella shielding her from the heavy rain.

The face under the oil-paper umbrella was both strange and familiar.

She trembled all over, fear filled her body:

"Mrs. Cheng...Mrs. Cheng."