After rebirth, my wife just wants to be a widow

Ever since she was slapped twice by Shen Ruoyan in the Li Mansion, Su Xihe had been holding back her breath.

Knowing that today was an important occasion, she dressed up specially. If she wanted to stand out in front of everyone, she must outshine Shen Ruoyan.

But when I came today, I saw Shen Ruoyan standing with several of the most powerful ladies in the city, chatting and laughing, as if she was in the same circle as them.

You must know that although we are all noble ladies in the capital, we are also divided into three levels.

Su Xihe had always felt that her grandfather, Taifu Su, was a third-rank official and a first-rank official, while Shen Ruoyan's father, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was only a second-rank official. In terms of status, Shen Ruoyan was much inferior to her.

But today, I discovered that Shen Ruoyan had been accepted into that circle, and was obviously on a different level from her.

When the event officially started, Shen Ruoyan and a group of ladies stood in front of the crowd, enjoying everyone's attention, which was a great sight.

Su Xihe was so angry that her teeth almost broke.

A vicious thought popped up in Su Xihe's mind. She called the maid next to her over, whispered a few words in her ear, and then raised a contemptuous smile in Shen Ruoyan's direction.

Shen Ruoyan on the other side was completely unaware of Su Xihe's malice. She was standing in her porridge shed, making final preparations.

Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from the front.

Shen Ruoyan's heart trembled and she thought there was some commotion. It was not easy to organize this event. What she was most afraid of was an accident.

Looking up, she saw a month-white figure walking towards her. Shen Ruoyan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time her heart was lifted high.

She knew that the Holy One heard about the righteous deed of the female relatives and greatly appreciated it, so he sent several important officials from the court to help, and Lu Yan was one of them.

Isn't he supposed to be maintaining order outside? Why is he here?

Passing through everyone's sight, Lu Yan stood in front of Shen Ruoyan without any hesitation. His originally cold eyebrows were instantly filled with a layer of tenderness, and he called softly: "Ayan."

"Hello, Mr. Lu."

Shen Ruoyan replied in a very cold manner.

Based on Lu Yan's ability to attract bees and butterflies, Shen Ruoyan knew that there must be countless pairs of curious eyes around them, quietly casting their eyes on the two of them, so she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Unfortunately, Lu Yan didn't notice it and took the initiative to walk into Shen Ruoyan's porridge shed and picked up a spoon to stir the porridge in the pot for her.

The young man's temperament is really not suitable for appearing in this porridge shed full of fireworks, but seeing him standing next to the big pot, stirring the spoon with a concentrated expression, it is unexpectedly harmonious.

Through the curling steam, the young man's facial features were a little blurred. Following his movements, a burst of unique fragrance of grains spread in the air. A strange thought suddenly came to Shen Ruoyan's mind. The two of them stood here like this, as if they were together. To an ordinary ordinary couple.

Suddenly seeing a clear red mark on the back of Lu Yan's fair and slender hand, Shen Ruoyan said hurriedly: "Master Lu, let me do it."

"It doesn't matter," Lu Yan didn't let go of the spoon and stared at the pot, explaining to Shen Ruoyan, "With so much porridge, it will easily get mushy at the bottom if you don't stir it. You are weak, so I'll leave it to you after I finish it."

Considering the large number of refugees this time, the porridge used to cook are all large and deep iron pots, which can only be moved by the combined efforts of several adult men. It is really difficult for an average woman to lift a whole pot with the strength of a woman. The porridge is all mixed.

"But, your hand..."

Looking at the back of Lu Yan's hand, Shen Ruoyan frowned.

By the way, she had given Lu Yan medicine several times, but why did the mark still not go away?

This made her feel a little guilty every time she saw this blood stain, and her attitude towards Lu Yan also softened a lot.

Lu Yan didn't care about the injury on the back of his hand, "It's okay, A-yan, please stand farther away and be careful not to splash you."

Seeing that Lu Yan still refused to leave, Shen Ruoyan was a little anxious, "No, you are not suitable for this as a grown man."

"Why isn't it suitable? Of course this kind of heavy work should be done by men. You can just watch from the side." Lu Yan, however, had no idea that a gentleman would stay away from the chef, and his tone of voice was very matter-of-fact.

Shen Ruoyan really wanted to say that if you want to do it, just go to someone else's shed. Ban Lao stood over me, but as soon as he saw the injury on the back of Lu Yan's hand, he swallowed his words hard.

Lu Yan worked very seriously and didn't put down the spoon until he was satisfied.

Shen Ruoyan hurried over and wanted to take the spoon, but was stopped by Lu Yan, "Ayan, wait a moment."

I saw him taking out a handkerchief, wrapping the handle of the spoon in circles, and finally carefully tying a knot. The two pointed little horns looked like a pair of rabbit ears.

"Ayan, this spoon is a little hot. You must be careful when scooping out the porridge later."

After Lu Yan finished explaining, he finally left, leaving Shen Ruoyan standing alone in a daze with the spoon in her head.

In the surrounding porridge shed, a group of noble ladies pretended to be busy making preparations, but their hearts were already exploding.

The incident at the Li Mansion last time had already spread, and everyone was discussing privately how Lu Yan protected Shen Ruoyan at that time, and even went as far as to stand up to Mrs. Su, a famous hot woman in the capital, for her.

This time I saw the scene of the two interacting with my own eyes. The scene was so harmonious and sweet.

Those who were jealous of Shen Ruoyan before suddenly felt that a person as bright as Mr. Lu, perhaps only a top beauty like Shen Ruoyan, could be worthy of her.

He even wrapped the spoon for her?

When did this epic love hit me on the head?

Shen Ruoyan didn't know what others were thinking, but she knew that Su Xihe in the porridge shed next to her was so angry that she was about to explode.

Seeing Su Xihe holding a spoon and poking at the iron pot, it seemed as if her wife was so angry that she wanted to puncture the pot after discovering that her husband had a new love.

Shen Ruoyan remembered that Su Xihe was indeed Lu Yan's other wife in her previous life. Considering that they were destined in their previous life, why not do something nice and help her?

Calling Qin'er to her side, Shen Ruoyan asked casually: "Qin'er, last time you said you read a book of words that a princess can only love. What was the ending?"

Qin'er was immersed in what Mr. Lu had just done to pack a spoon for the young lady. She didn't react for a moment and asked: "Miss, are you talking about the princess falling in love with the emperor's uncle and pretending to die to become an illegitimate wife, or the princess and the foreign concubine?" A story about falling in love, killing each other, and finally living a happy life in the cold palace?"