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

The next day, Baili Xi entered the mansion and Sang Wan met him.

"Why are you here?!"

"Why are you here?!"

The two of them kept talking to each other for a long time as if they were performing an opera.

Only then did she realize that the cynical Master Baili was actually the emperor's deputy commander-in-chief.

Baili Xi was even more surprised to see Sang Wan. He didn't expect that Pei Jinzhi would choose her as the bride for the wedding.

When the two looked at each other, Li Jiuyi pulled him away:

"The prince is waiting for you, Lord Baili."

Baili Xi could only turn around and go to the study in disappointment.

"Grandma, let's go."

Li Jiu held up a wooden box containing five hundred taels of gold. Sang Wan was overjoyed to take the money home. With this money, her mother wouldn't have to stay up late embroidering anymore.

After the carriage took her back, Li Jiu put down the wooden box and said goodbye. Pei Jinzhi allowed her to stay at home for two or three days. Sang Wan guessed that he wanted to free up his hands to clean up the Duke's cuckoldry and didn't want her to know.

She always kept in mind the life-saving rule of "talk less, watch less, listen less" and was eager to go home.

The maid was sweeping the yard with her head down. When Sang's mother saw the bearded man Li Jiu, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Only after he left did she tremble and ask, "A Wan, who is this?"

"A friend." Sang Wan deliberately blocked the door.

She looked inside the house, which seemed particularly deserted:

"Mom, where are my brother and sister-in-law?"

As soon as she asked, Sang's mother burst into tears: "Your eldest brother hasn't come home for several days. Your sister-in-law took Fang'er out to look for him early in the morning. Damn it, I don't know where he went."

The maid took over the conversation: "Miss, you are finally back. Mr. Shi has come to see you several times."

"Shi Luochuan?" Sang Wan was stunned. Didn't he already have a new lover? Why would he still...

"Awan, go look for your brother. Your sister-in-law has been looking for him for days and is furious. If you see them, you can try to persuade them."

Mother Sang stretched out her withered hand and grasped Sang Wan as if she were grasping at a lifeline. Every time she did this, it felt like she was about to vomit blood, making it impossible for her to refuse.

"Miss, have a drink of water first. Madam, you are just worrying too much. What could happen to a man like our Master Qing? Miss, you have come back from the countryside exhausted and haven't even had a sip of water yet." The maids seemed to be unable to bear it.

Mother Sang smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, Ah Wan, drink some water first. How is your country cousin?"

Sang Wan noticed that she was distracted, so he stood up and walked out: "My cousin is fine. Mom, don't worry, I'll go find my eldest brother."

Sang's mother immediately smiled. "Okay, okay. Ah Wan, please go quickly and come back soon. Ah Fen, please make something delicious for them when they come back."

The maid named Afen sighed, put down the broom and went to the kitchen to clean up.

When I walked to the door, I happened to meet a waiter from Sihai Casino.

They appeared from nowhere and surrounded her:

"Hey, isn't this the God of Gamblers' daughter?"

"What are you going to do?" Sang Wan took a step back and looked at them warily.

"Nothing, our boss wants to invite you to have some tea." The servant said with a playful smile and a revealing look in his eyes.

Sang Wan turned around and was about to close the door: "I'm not familiar with your boss."

The servant stepped in front of her and held the door. "Don't worry, young lady. Our Boss Qi is well-known in Fengshui Town. Don't be so rude."

"Interesting. I don't want to have tea with him, so I'm not tactful? Then there are so many people who want to have tea with me, wouldn't I be busy to death? Get out!" Sang Wan's face sank.

"Don't refuse my toast and then drink the wine for punishment!" The servant took out a knife and looked ferocious.

"I have to eat if you toast me? Then do you want to taste my shit?" Sang Wanke showed no sign of weakness.

She is not a delicate young lady who can be scared by a few words; she has seen all kinds of people in the pharmacy. She is polite to others and even more rude to others.

Sure enough, these words left the servant speechless.

Seeing this, Sang Wan pushed them away and tried to close the door:

"Get out of the way! If you keep blocking the door, I'll call the police!"

"Report to the police? That's fine. You were a servant in Tianshengtang, and they're all traitors. You can't escape responsibility. Reporting to the police will just send you to jail! Haha!"

The servants laughed wildly, not taking her words seriously at all.

"Please go, young lady. If you don't go, your brother Sang Daqing's fingers will be in danger."

Sang Wan's mind buzzed like thunder: "What happened to him again?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that Sang Daqing owes our gambling house 13,000 taels."

"Thirteen thousand taels?!" Countless horses were galloping in Sang Wan's mind.

"It's still 13,000 taels now. If you delay a little longer, maybe it will increase to 36,000 taels."

"You are robbing me!" Sang Wan was furious.

"Don't be so long-winded. If you don't want to collect his body, take the money and come with us!"

The palms and backs of my hands are covered in shit.

Sang Daqing’s traps always hit the mark.

The five hundred taels of gold that Li Jiu had brought with him were about to be thrown away. With such a brother, Sang Wan had no choice but to follow them.

*

The Sihai Casino was magnificent. Sang Wan followed the servant through several corridors and arrived at a private room.

In front of a mother-of-pearl screen, a man in brown clothes sat astride a horse and a golden sword. His black hair was tied up high, and a strand of hair hung down from his forehead, covering the scar at the corner of his eye.

Sang Daqing was being held down on the table by two servants, his hands spread out with a knife stuck between his fingers.

When he saw Sang Wan coming in, he immediately shouted for help: "Wan, you're finally here!"

Sang Wan was so disappointed that she started cursing, "Sang Daqing, you're such a stickler for punishment! It's only been a short while, and you're already gambling again?!"

"Ah Wan, I was just itching to try my luck, but I didn't expect it would only work a few times..."

"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death, you worthless pig!"

Sang Wan swung the bag in his hand and smashed it at Sang Daqing with such force and momentum that even the servant beside him was frightened.

Sang Daqing was already pinned down on the table, without even a chance to fight back. He could only howl and beg for mercy.

"What a fierce young lady." The man in brown clothes clapped his hands, tears welling in his eyes.

Her appearance is three times more beautiful than the courtesan in the brothel, and she behaves like a hot pepper. If such a young lady were pressed on the bed, what would it feel like...

Qi Bo's mind flashed with pictures of charming and erotic scenes, and his body suddenly felt hot.

"Sir, I've brought the money. Can Sang Daqing be released?" Sang Wan tucked a strand of hair back from her temple, feeling rather resigned. The five hundred gold coins she'd earned for Pei Jinzhi's wedding were all for this piece of shit, Sang Daqing.

"Ah Wan, where did you get so much money? Wan, you are really my good sister!"

"I don't have a brother like you!"

Sang Wan glared at him viciously, wishing she could pounce on him and bite this useless thing to death.

Qi Bo took a look at the wooden box, which was shining with golden light.

He smiled wickedly, "Young lady, you're a step too late. Now, even five hundred taels of gold is not enough. Sang Daqing now owes me thirty-six thousand taels."

"What did you say?! You...you're robbing me!" Sang Wan couldn't believe it. Doubled again?

"Wan, Wan, please help me again. I'm just desperate to make up for my losses. I didn't expect my luck to be bad today. Now that you're here, it's just right. You and I, brother and sister, can fight him for a few more rounds and we will definitely win back what we lost!"

"I don't trust you!" Sang Wan's fists rained down. "Sang Daqing, I'm so disappointed in you!"

"Besides these five hundred taels of gold, I have no money left to redeem him. You can do whatever you want with this man today. Kill him or chop him up as you please."

Sang Daqing hugged her thighs and cried, "Wan, how could you be so cruel!"

"Well, since the young lady has said so, let's get started. First, chop off his ten fingers one by one and feed them to the dogs!" Qi Bo gave an order, and the servant stepped forward, dragged Sang Daqing, and pressed him to the ground.

The big hand was forced open, and a sharp dagger was inserted between his fingers.

Sang Daqing was so scared that he almost peed his pants: "No! Spare me, please, Boss Qi, spare me!"

"You can only blame your sister for not wanting to help you." Qi Bo said in a long tone, with something hidden in his words.

Sang Wan bit her lip tightly. The knife had cut Sang Daqing's little finger and blood was flowing out.

The red blood irritated her eyeballs, and she closed them helplessly and admitted defeat: "Stop."

"What do you want?" Sang Wan was indignant and stared at Qi Bo viciously.

Her black eyes were like autumn waves, and even when she was angry, they still had a unique charm.

With two curved willow-shaped eyebrows and black hair on her temples like waterfalls of clouds, her skin looks even more like porcelain snow; her skin is slightly pink in the whiteness, and there is shame in her anger, and sadness in her shame, which makes people's hearts tangled just by looking at her.

Such a beauty is truly pitiful.

Qi Bo suppressed his trembling heart, as if he was being scratched by a cat, and his heart was itchy and unbearable.

"After deducting five hundred taels of gold, Sang Daqing still owes our gambling house fifteen thousand taels. How are you going to pay this debt, young lady?"

Sang Wan's face paled even further. "When I first came here, they said it was 13,000 taels. How did it become 36,000 taels? You just throw around numbers. Even if you're slaughtering a pig for the New Year, you should find a fat one. Does he look like someone with 15,000 taels?!"

"Hey, young lady, don't you have five hundred taels of gold just by spreading your hands? How can you not have even fifteen thousand taels?"

"Really? There's no point in killing him. You've already received five hundred taels of gold, so be content."

Qi Bo waved his hand, signaling Sang Wan to listen to his explanation: "This is not my fault. It's you, my brother, who refused to accept the outcome and insisted on playing another round. It's useless to accept the loss and pay the debt. It's useless to report to the authorities."

He spread his hands, indicating that he was also helpless.

He insisted and I couldn't stop him.

"Alright, I'll do it myself and kill him for your fun. Death wipes out all debts!" ​​Sang Wan's heart was like a volcano erupting. He picked up the knife on the table and stabbed Sang Daqing: "I'll kill you!"

Sang Daqing ran away in a panic, "Ah Wan, don't be angry! You are the God of Gamblers' daughter!"

"I'll stab you to death! You damn gambling god! It's either you or me today!" Sang Wan chased after him and wouldn't let go. Sang Daqing stumbled and fell to the ground.

Sang Wan couldn't stop herself, and with a whoosh, the knife stabbed into Sang Daqing's butt.

"Ah! Oh my god, my butt exploded!!"

Sang Daqing let out a painful wail.

Qi Bo and the servants shuddered and couldn't help touching their buttocks.

Hiss, Xiaodao pulls the butt.

How painful this must be.