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

"Don't cry, I'm awake, right?"

He struggled to sit up, but Sang Wan held him down.

"Lie down and don't move. I still need to apply medicine."

She sniffed, her eyes were swollen, and her crying face was slightly red, like a crabapple after the rain.

Sang Wan washed his hands, took the golden medicine handed to him by Li Jiu, and applied it to the wound caused by the silver needle bit by bit.

Her movements were extremely gentle, and her delicate fingertips caressed him, and Pei Jinzhi couldn't help but feel his skin tighten.

Sang Wan thought he was in pain, and subconsciously blew on the wound: "It will stop hurting if you blow on it. This is how my mother applied medicine to me when I was a child."

Pei Jinzhi was speechless, his starry eyes slightly raised, his face gentler than ever before: "Indeed, if you exhale, the pain will go away."

"Really?" She sniffed, as if trying to hold back the tears. "Then I'll breathe a few more times."

She puffed out her cheeks like a child, blowing gently in the wind.

The wind caressed the wound, reminding Pei Jinzhi of his mother's soft and warm hands in his childhood.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

After Sang Wan applied the medicine, she naturally helped him put on his clothes, put a soft pillow under him, and helped him sit up halfway.

"Young Master, would you like some water?" Sang Wan asked.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Li Jiu hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, "Miss Sang, you're tired too, let me do it."

Pei Jinzhi coughed forcefully twice.

Li Jiu was so nervous:

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay. Li Jiu, go take a look outside."

Li Jiu looked towards the door:

"Xiao Shun and the others are outside, I'll just watch over you..."

Before he even uttered the word "bar", he noticed that Pei Jinzhi's expression was not right.

"Hey!" Li Jiu slapped his forehead and laughed awkwardly:

"Look at me, I've forgotten my business because I'm so worried. Miss Sang, please take good care of the prince. I have something important to do."

Sang Wan took the teacup and wondered, "Brother Li Jiu, it's almost dawn, what's the important matter?"

"Big things, big things."

Li Jiu ran out in a flash.

Pei Jinzhi lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"I want to drink some water." He said hoarsely and looked at Sang Wan.

"okay."

Sang Wan didn't think much about it, handed the teacup to his mouth, and carefully fed him a full bowl.

"Do you want more?" Sang Wan saw that the corners of his lips were dry and chapped, and wanted to add another one.

Pei Jinzhi reached out and pulled her back: "Don't go."

The misty black eyes looked at him, confused.

"Why don't you run away?" His voice was a little hoarse.

"Why are you running away?" Sang Wan didn't understand.

He smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Sang Wan pursed her lips and answered honestly, "I'm scared."

Thinking about it afterwards, I felt a chill down my spine.

If she fails to wake Pei Jinzhi up, not only will she suffer, but the Sang family will also be doomed.

"If you're afraid, why would you save me?"

He moved his face very close to hers, almost touching hers.

The heat from her nose made Sang Wan's heart beat faster for no apparent reason, and she was completely confused. "I, I..." She lowered her eyes.

Pei Jinzhi reached out and lifted her chin, his fiery eyes following hers, not allowing her to dodge.

The hand was obviously slightly cold, but at this moment it was like a red-hot iron, burning his face with a blush.

Sang Wan was forced to look him in the eye, and for a moment she was trapped in his deep pool of ink, unable to climb out.

Their red lips trembled slightly, their breathing became more and more rapid, and their chests began to rise and fall slightly.

Pei Jinzhi couldn't wait for an answer, so he lowered his head anxiously, wanting to bite the red.

"Master, Miss Sang..."

Qinghe! It’s Qinghe!!!

Sang Wan separated herself from Pei Jinzhi at the speed of light.

"Sister Qinghe, I'm sorry, I forgot about you."

Qing He bowed gracefully and said stiffly:

"Congratulations, Prince, for waking up safely."

Sang Wan looked at Pei Jinzhi with joy: "If it weren't for Qinghe's acupuncture, I really wouldn't have been so confident tonight."

Pei Jinzhi nodded and smiled faintly: "Thank you very much, there is a generous reward."

Qing He's eyes were red and his voice was trembling:

"It is Qinghe's wish that the prince is safe, not that he should receive any reward. You just woke up, so you need to rest more."

Pei Jinzhi just replied lightly with a "OK".

Qinghe wanted to say something else, but finally opened her mouth and swallowed it back.

She bowed, said goodbye and left.

Sang Wan took her hand and walked her to the door:

"Thank you so much for tonight, sister."

"It's what I should do, Miss Sang."

Watching her figure disappear in the hazy skylight, Sang Wan closed the door happily.

Who says there is no good person in the Pei Mansion? Qinghe is the best.

She closed the door and turned around to see Pei Jinzhi extending his hand towards her: "Come here."

Sang Wan was so excited that she took two steps at a time and sat back on the bed.

"Sister Qinghe is such a good person! With her coming tonight, I feel much more at ease. My Lord, you will definitely reward Qinghe handsomely later. Without her, this method of pricking and bleeding might not have been possible."

Pei Jinzhi used his big hand to push back the hair on her temples and said softly, "You saved me. Why don't you ask for a reward for yourself?"

Sang Wan smiled innocently, as if she had gained great satisfaction: "Five hundred taels of gold, that's enough, that's enough."

The corners of her lips were almost stretched to her ears.

Pei Jinzhi was mesmerized by the sight.

"Is this enough? Don't you want anything else?"

"Anything else?" Sang Wan thought for a moment and shook her head.

"You helped me escape, and I was your shield, helping you drive away the Princess Jianing. I saved you because you blocked the poison arrow for me. So, we're even. Now that the deal is done, I just want to go home as soon as possible."

Taking back five hundred taels of gold should be enough for Sang's mother to live a good life for the rest of her life.

Pei Jinzhi's eyes gradually dimmed: "You want to go back?"

"Of course. Are Madam Cheng and the others dead?"

That night at Dashan Tower, there was fierce fighting, and Pei Jinzhi must have arranged a lot of manpower.

Pei Jinzhi shook his head slightly and pointed outside: "Wait until my people come back, and we'll know the answer."

Sang Wan let out a soft "oh".

Suddenly, those dark eyes lit up again: "Prince, I have something I want."

Pei Jinzhi's heart moved: "What do you want?"

The moon in the sky, the jewels, jade, silk and satin on the earth, and a true heart.

As long as she asked, he would be willing.

Sang Wan tilted her head and playfully spread her hands towards him:

"You should return my indenture and golden lock to me."

"The indenture has been burned long ago. You are a free man."

Sang Wan was delighted and said, "The golden lock..."

Pei Jinzhi half-lowered his eyes: "Lost it."

Huh? Sang Wan was shocked and annoyed: "Pei Jinzhi, that's my thing, how could you lose it?"

"I'll make another one for you as compensation. If one isn't enough, ten or a hundred will do."

Pei Jinzhi pressed her shoulders and promised solemnly, with an inexplicable guilty feeling flashing in his eyes.

This guilty feeling in Sang Wan's eyes further confirmed the fact of the loss. There was no need for Pei Jinzhi to lie to her.

Sang Wan's heart sank to the bottom: "Is it really lost?"