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

A stone cave near Fengshui Town is brightly lit.

On the stone throne in the middle sat a young man in brocade robes.

"It's really...it's really not me."

Sang Wan held her stomach, feeling excruciating pain.

Madam Cheng didn't know what she was fed, but it felt like countless worms were drilling in her abdomen, and she rolled around in pain.

"That day, I saw you and Pei Jinzhi board the carriage with my own eyes. Then the county government raided Tiansheng Hall. And you still say it wasn't you?!"

Madam Cheng gritted her teeth and looked at Sang Wan, who had poisoned her.

Sang Wan raised her hand to her ear:

"I swear to God, I really didn't reveal a single secret of Tianshengtang. Pei Jinzhi is the enemy who killed my father. That day, he hated me for revealing his hidden illness, took me away, and forced me to jump off a cliff. I only hate that I don't have martial arts skills and can't kill him."

Cheng Buyu exchanged a look with Madam Cheng: "Maybe the recipe contained the green sedge grass, which allowed him to see the flaw."

Sang Wan screamed in her heart, that’s it!

It's you, idiot!

The young man in brocade robes tapped the stone seat and scolded Cheng Buyu and Madam Cheng: "You are too careless. He has been a doctor for a long time and is more familiar with prescriptions than ordinary doctors."

Cheng Buyu and Madam Cheng knelt down and pleaded guilty:

"I have failed in my duty. I hope the Sect Master will punish me."

Sang Wan was so shocked that she blurted out: "Are you the sect leader?"

Madam Cheng glared at Sang Wan, who flinched, "Don't hit me!"

The sect leader couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"You are quite interesting, little girl."

He took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a black pill, and stuffed it into Sang Wan's mouth.

Sang Wan swallowed the pill and it went down his throat. In an instant, the pain from the insects gnawing at his abdomen disappeared.

She understood immediately that this was the antidote.

"Thank you...thank you, Master."

Naturally, she followed Cheng Buyu and Madam Cheng and called out.

The master was very pleased with her cleverness:

"Okay, get up. It's all a misunderstanding."

Madam Cheng helped her up, and Sang Wan finally had the chance to see the entire cave clearly.

There are beds, armchairs, tiger skin mats and tea tables, everything you need.

There were several gangsters in black and red clothes standing inside and outside, like followers.

The sect leader sat upright on the armchair. Madam Cheng brewed a cup of tea and handed it to him with both hands.

The Sect Master took a sip of tea and put it aside. "It's too hot."

Madam Cheng immediately knelt down:

"I have failed to serve you well, I hope the Sect Master will forgive me."

"It's been a while since I last served you. You didn't even know I wanted my tea to be eight-tenths hot." He sounded very dissatisfied.

Sang Wanmei's heart skipped a beat.

He is so particular about drinking tea that he is even harder to serve than that prince Pei Jinzhi.

Who is this sect leader and why is he so arrogant?

Madam Cheng has always been a person who looks down on others.

Cheng Buyu bowed and pleaded for Madam Cheng: "I haven't served you for a long time, and I have neglected some of the rules. I hope the young prince will forgive me."

"Okay, this place is simple, so forget it."

A bolt of lightning struck Sang Wan's mind.

The leader of this sect is actually a prince. What kind of prince?

Her eyes were full of confusion, and the sect leader saw it.

He was very happy with such ignorance and naiveté. People who were too smart would only make him wary and would not be used.

"You're curious about who I am, aren't you?"

Sang Wan pursed her lips and nodded.

"It's not the right time yet. I will tell you when you have made a contribution." The sect leader said with a smile.

"Achieve merit? How to achieve merit?"

Sang Wan pretended to be interested.

"We'll figure out the solution. You just wait for the opportunity."

Sang Wan had no choice but to nod: "Yes."

The sect leader winked.

Madam Cheng immediately hugged Sang Wan affectionately and walked out: "Come on, Wan, I'll take you downstairs to rest first."

Sang Wan followed her obediently.

Outside the cave, there are other caves. The entrances are all covered with thick vines. It is impossible to tell from the outside that there are people living in them.

Sang Wan couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice:

"Why does a prince like him live here?"

Madam Cheng rolled her eyes at her and hissed, "Keep your voice down, or the young prince might hear you and chop off your head."

"It's just a temporary base. It's all because of that damn Pei Jinzhi who raided Tiansheng Hall. Now we have no choice but to stay here temporarily."

"Which prince is he, little prince?"

Madam Cheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Come closer and listen."

"Have you ever heard of the King of Nan'an?"

Sang Wan shook her head.

"Prince Nan'an is our true master. He fought alongside the late emperor on horseback to conquer the country, his talent, strategy, and heroic demeanor rivaling the late emperor's. Unfortunately, the late emperor was cunning and assumed the imperial robe after a mutiny. The prince was a step too late and missed the throne. The one who came today is his youngest son, Xiao Ji, whom we all call the Little Prince."

"I see." Sang Wan sighed. "Looking at his age, Prince Nan'an should be in his twilight years. Why is he so obsessed with the throne?"

Madam Cheng laughed heartily: "What a child! With the supreme position and immense power, who wouldn't want to be the emperor?"

Her eyes gradually turned sinister. "In any case, we must obtain the imperial edict. When we ascend the throne one day, you and I will enjoy endless wealth and glory."

Sang Wan asked cautiously:

"Could it be that there was no imperial edict at all?"

"The young prince has confirmed this. Back then, the late emperor was drunk in the Imperial Garden and, on a whim, wrote the imperial edict of succession. This is absolutely true. Without the edict, why would the emperor send the imperial guards here?"

Sang Wan knew about this matter. She and Pei Jinzhi were assassinated in the street that day. The county government then reported it to the court, and the imperial guards arrived.

"There were assassins attacking people in the streets of Fengshui Town. I heard that they were here to protect the Princess of Jianing County."

Madam Cheng said with disdain, "Oh, with her reputation, she deserves the protection of a hundred-strong imperial guard? You overestimate the Princess Jianing."

Sang Wan recalled the assassination outside Beijing ten years ago, when Madam Cheng had met the Princess of Jianing County.

"I heard that her sister is the emperor's favorite concubine, and she is also deeply loved by the emperor. It is possible that she broke the rules for her."

"There's no true love in the royal family. Every bit of favor has a purpose behind it. She's just a concubine's sister. How could she deserve such a grand ceremony? I'd like to tell you that the emperor is also trying to get the imperial edict."

Sang Wan pretended not to understand, her eyes wide open: "You are the emperor now, why do you need an imperial edict?"

Madam Cheng covered her lips and laughed, tapping her head with her nail-painted finger:

"I say you're stupid, and you really are. Of course, I'll take the imperial edict and burn it. He's the late emperor's younger brother. You said the late emperor had an imperial edict to appoint a crown prince. Was it him or his own son?"

"Of course he's my own son."

"That's it, then. If the emperor doesn't get this imperial edict, I'm afraid he won't be able to sit on the throne safely, haha."

"Since it is passed on to his own son, what use does the prince have with it?" Sang Wan was even more confused.

"We are both of royal blood. If the emperor can sit on the throne, why can't the prince? Once we get the imperial edict, we can expose the fake emperor sitting on the throne and help the prince retake the Great Xia Dynasty."

Sang Wan's eyes widened: "I understand, you are trying to threaten the emperor to control the princes."

"It seems that Shi Luochuan has taught you a lot of words." Mrs. Cheng was quite satisfied with her intelligence:

"Sang Wan, we taught you Qinggong and the use of poison because we valued your wit. Your father is the leader of the Tianxuan Sect, and you are his daughter. It is your destiny to inherit his legacy."

"But... Sang Daqing is my father's biological son." Sang Wan couldn't help but blurt out tentatively.

"Tsk, he's such a loser. If we accept him, we'll be bringing disgrace to our family." Madam Cheng was indeed full of disdain.

Sang Wan sighed, found a cushion to sit on, hugged her knees and murmured, "Madam Cheng, I don't know anything, how can I help you? You've got the wrong person."

"Who said that, Sang girl? Why is your usual stubbornness gone? Cheer up!"

Madam Cheng sat down next to her.

"Is it because Shi Luochuan broke your heart?"

Sang Wan's face turned pale, and his eyes suddenly turned red:

"Did you see it too?"

Madam Cheng disagreed and put her arms around her shoulders with a smile:

"You and he are not on the same page. You will understand it later."

"What kind of Tao is he, and what kind of Tao am I?"

Sang Wan really couldn't understand or comprehend what was being said.

"Although the Shi family has fallen on hard times, they still have the support of the elders. He's well-read in order to pursue a career in the government. And you, your father is a gangster, your brother is a gambler, and your mother is paralyzed. Your life has long been mired in the mud, yet you still dream of rising to prominence like him? Sang Wan, if he becomes the top scholar, are you worthy of being his wife?"

Madam Cheng's words were too sharp and blunt; every word cut through her heart like a knife, drawing blood.

She bit her lips so hard that they turned pale, and her nose felt inexplicably sour. Her mind was filled with the image of the woman from the Pu family holding hands with Shi Luochuan.

Yes, how could she be worthy of standing with Shi Luochuan.

Obviously, he has someone more suitable.

"Hey, silly girl, don't cry." Madam Cheng patted her head kindly, "I'll pick a good one for you someday."

She even painted a big picture for Sang Wan:

"When the prince sits on the throne in the future, you will be a great contributor and you will have all the men you want!"

"I don't want to, I won't marry." She raised her tearful eyes, looking pitiful:

"When you took me in at the pharmacy, did you intend to train me to be my father's successor?"

Madam Cheng smiled meaningfully:

"Someone has to inherit Sang Jun's legacy. It's either you or Sang Daqing. And guess why it's you?"

“…” Sang Wan was stunned: Why?