My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

Jiang Wan was saying that Wutong Courtyard was not her home, and she didn't care what was planted there...

Fu Yan felt his heart aching and sore.

It felt like thousands of sharp needles were pricking me.

"Heh." Jiang Wan turned around. "Is there anything else to say? Go ahead."

Jiang Wan tightened his cloak.

The night was silent and the wind was cold.

The bright moon moves with the clouds, sometimes brighter and sometimes darker.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the eaves and roofs were all covered with white snow.

In the yard, a thick layer of snow hung on the branches of the osmanthus tree.

There was a warm light and a stove in the room. Jiang Wan took off his heavy cloak, sat in front of the fire with his clothes on, and started reading a book.

Nanny Feng and Yunxi Qiunu came in from outside carrying things.

Jiang Wan put down the book in his hand.

With his long legs bent, he leaned aside and looked at them carelessly.

Nanny Feng had long been accustomed to Jiang Wan's unceremonious sitting posture, and since there were no outsiders around, she didn't say anything.

We live our lives behind closed doors, and let outsiders say whatever they want.

I watched Nanny Feng cut thin slices of meat and put them on a copper plate placed on the charcoal stove.

Yunxi put in the steamed buns that she and Nanny Feng had made today by kneading the dough themselves.

The steamed buns had just been cut into slices, put on the stove to bake, and then topped with the sizzling meat slices.

The steamed buns were baked until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Meow..." An orange cat walked slowly to the corner of the room.

"Look, this little greedy cat has been awakened by the smell." Jiang Wan picked up a piece of meat and waited until it cooled before feeding it, "Here, small shovel."

After feeding the cat, she picked up some meat for herself, took a bite, and squinted her eyes, "It smells so good!"

Four people and a cat gathered together in a warm house, eating delicious barbecued meat buns, it was so cozy.

"Go get my cards, I will definitely beat you tonight!"

Jiang Wan was the landlord last night, and she didn't win after several rounds.

It was clearly me who taught them how to play Landlord, but they just played a few rounds with me and actually beat me easily.

"Okay, okay, Miss, you said the same thing yesterday." Nanny Feng picked up the roasted meat in front of her and handed it to Jiang Wan.

This leisure time is perfect for eating barbecue and playing cards together.

Yunxi put the steamed bun in her hand between her lips, clapped her hands, and stood up to get the cards.

Nanny Feng looked at the room and saw that the four people, including herself, were unruly. She smiled and shook her head.

If they could really live like this for the rest of their lives, she would not try to persuade Jiang Wan to change his mind. After all, she and the two girls would be there to protect Jiang Wan.

Since you don't have to worry about food and drink, why bother going to that mansion to serve your mother-in-law and not be appreciated?

Just now when she and Qiu Nu went out to get the copper plate, they saw the thin and lonely figure outside. She was thinking about whether to tell Jiang Wan.

Watching Jiang Wan carefully turning the meat in the baking tray, Nanny Feng said nothing.

Forget it. If I tell her, it will probably make her upset.

Yunxi came in with the cards in her hand, pulling aside the curtain.

Several people were laughing and sorting out the cards in their hands.

Outside the house, it was snowing heavily. Thick snow fell on the man's shoulders, and his handsome face was also covered with frost.

The doors and windows of the house in front of me were closed.

He could only glimpse a faint warm light coming through the window paper.

Occasionally, I could hear her clear laughter.

Fu Yan looked around the yard in the warm light.

There were vines wrapped around the swing, but they are now withered.

He seemed to be able to see Jiang Wan sitting there and having fun, and that laughter must be the same as the one coming out of the window at this moment.

After all, she is someone he has never seen before.

Looking around the yard, there are potted plants of various colors.

The eaves on the wall just protect the flowers and plants from wind and snow.

You can see that the owner is taking good care of it.

The whole yard is not big, but it is full of the atmosphere of life.

Perhaps this is the home in Jiang Wan's heart.

Jiang Wan will only live a better life without me.

She doesn't need herself at all.

I am a burden to her...

The heavy snow fell down, and the branches were blown by the cold wind, making light and muffled breaking sounds.

The yard was empty.

Only the small window that was open to the side revealed half of a delicate face, with pale pink lips gently pursed. As the biting cold wind blew, the window just closed.

Three quarters past three in the morning, Wutong Courtyard.

In the main wing, Fu Yan, with a chill all over his body, stood beside Sui Lin.

Put the packed luggage aside.

Sui Lin changed Fu Yan's clothes and helped him wash up.

So he prepared to go back to the inner room to sleep.

Fu Yan saw Sui Lin looking at him, hesitant to speak, and not going down, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Sui Lin glanced behind the curtain with a slight look.

"..."

Fu Yan ignored his expression.

He frowned and lifted the curtain with a pair of hands still covered with mist.

The curtains on the bed inside were drawn.

Fu Yan had some guesses in his mind.

His face was calm, his eyes closed, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

He slowly opened his eyes, with indifference in his eyes, and picked up the long sword beside him.

A pair of eyes always looked at his feet.

With a clang, the bed curtain fell.

Then came a woman's scream.

"what!"

Lan Yue was trembling with fear and didn't even dare to look at the person in front of him.

"Master..." She cried with a trembling voice, "Yes, the old lady said that you would go south tomorrow, but Jiang Wan left you, so she asked me to serve you. I had no choice..."

Fu Yan knew very well what they were thinking. They just wanted to leave offspring before he went south.

It is true that no one can personally experience another person's situation.

Only until today did Fu Yan understand how Jiang Wan felt when he was attacked from both sides.

He was very busy, and after finishing his official business, he knew that if he didn't see Jiang Wan again, he might not see her again in the future.

Seeing her once made him exhausted, but he enjoyed it.

Just like in the dream, Jiang Wan took great pains to embroider the purse for her and gave it to her. Even though her cold attitude made her feel disappointed, she still longed for it.

My current self.

Not only can you not please your loved ones, but you also have to endure the pressure from your elders.

The person in front of her said every word that she was innocent, and Jiang Wan was no less innocent.

But she doesn't talk about these.

"Master, please take me. I am willing to be your slave or maid..."

Fu Yan looked at the person in front of him. She could cook and make her grandmother and mother happy, two things he could not do.

But now he is crawling under his sword, not caring about life or death, and is willing to serve him even as a slave.

But why Jiang Wan doesn't want to be his wife?

He looked at the trembling person in front of him with cold eyes and spoke powerlessly, "Let me ask you, if my last name was not Fu, and I was not the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, would you still be willing to be a slave by my side?"

Lan Yue's nose was red, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, "I agree. The one Lan Yue has always liked is you, my Lord."

"Then why did Jiang Wan leave me..." Fu Yan murmured, as if asking himself.

Lan Yue knew that Fu Yan was clearly in love with Jiang Wan.

"Master, Lan Yue really loves you. I will never leave you. Please give Lan Yue a chance."

After what happened last time, Lan Yue didn't dare to get close to Fu Yan again.

But in the past few months, she still felt unwilling to give in when watching Fu Yan from afar, so she tried one last time.

Jiang Wan has been away for several months, and she wants to take this opportunity to completely open Fu Yan's heart.

"Master, I know you still miss your wife, but haven't you two divorced yet? Your wife must still care about you."

"No, she doesn't care about me."

Lan Yue looked at the person in front of him who was in a trance for some unknown reason.

She dodged his sword and slowly climbed towards him, her soft voice as sweet as honey, "Master, how can you be sure that Madam doesn't care about you? We women love to say one thing and mean another. If you really want to know whether Madam cares about you or not, Lan Yue has a way."

Lan Yue looked at the person in front of him and remained unmoved.

He just looked calm and said coldly, "What can you do?"