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

Jiang Wan smiled faintly, "Very cute, right?"

Fu Yan held the small piece of bright red clothing and looked at Jiang Wan in front of him. He could clearly feel that something was wrong with her attitude today.

But she looks really pretty when she smiles, her eyes are like crescent moons, and her eyebrows are curved...

"Yeah, cute." Fu Yan nodded gently, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Then hurry up and pack up." In just a second, Jiang Wan retracted his smile.

Fu Yan lowered his raised mouth, "......"

When he has packed everything.

Jiang Wanren had already gone to the yard, holding a piece of paper folded several times and a brush that Fu Yan usually used.

She was wearing a warm-colored embroidered dress with white butterflies and two jade hairpins on her temples, simple yet elegant.

A slender figure stood in the yard, followed by an orange cat, slowly wagging its tail.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yan saw her holding the pen and writing and drawing there.

Jiang Wan glanced at him and said, "I'm looking at the things I need to buy."

"What to buy?" Fu Yan didn't feel that there was anything missing here.

Jiang Wan said as a matter of course, "Everything is missing, and everything needs to be purchased."

"Let's go to the market in the evening." Jiang Wan put down his pen when he saw that the list he had made was almost complete.

Fu Yan's expression froze. "At night? Us? Together?"

Jiang Wan's eyebrows jumped, "Well, what I mean is, I buy it and you pick it up. I don't have a servant now, so do you want me to pick it up alone?"

Jiang Wan put the pen back into Fu Yan's hand. The two were very close to each other. She asked in a tone that only the two of them could hear, "Why didn't you tell His Majesty about our situation?"

Fu Yan lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of her, "I..."

Jiang Wan waited for him to say more, but he took the pen and went into the house.

"Tsk."

Jiang Wan sighed and shook his head.

Looking at the endless sky, it seems that I will have to endure these three months.

The only thing I can do is to decorate this house a little bit more to my liking.

Jiang Wan looked at the two waitresses standing in front of him, "Want to go shopping together tonight?"

Both of them gave a fake smile, "Not within our range."

Jiang Wan gritted his teeth and said, "Haha."

The night market at night is different from the daytime and seems to be even more lively. It may be because no one can see each other's faces at night, which makes everyone bolder.

Jiang Wan held the paper in his hand, followed by Fu Yan.

Fu Yan was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

That was what Jiang Wan asked Fu Yan to take with him before he went out.

In this weather, it doesn’t seem to be snowing now, but it might snow again soon.

Jiang Wan asked Fu Yan to keep it in case it was needed.

"Can you please follow closely?"

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan behind him.

"There are quite a lot of people here now. It will be difficult if we can't find you later."

Fu Yan: "I'll follow you, I won't get lost."

Jiang Wan lowered his eyes and really ignored Fu Yan.

Jiang Wan clearly stated that this was his second trip to the south of the Yangtze River.

But the memory of that childhood experience is no longer vivid.

She is quite interested in these street delicacies.

Fu Yan looked at the cakes in his hands, which increased from two or three packages to five or six. He called out softly, "Jiang Wan."

Jiang Wan was still holding a string of candied haws in her hand. She turned her head and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Fu Yan raised the cake in his hand and said, "It's not good to eat too much."

Jiang Wan smiled and walked up to him, "I know, I'm not a fool. Do you think I would eat so much at once?"

"It will go bad if left for too long." Fu Yan answered seriously.

Jiang Wan nodded, "If I can't eat, don't I still have you?"

"Me?" Fu Yan showed a rare look of confusion on his face.

"Yeah, don't we still have you?" Jiang Wan looked at his smile and said, "I can't eat anymore, so you eat it."

"I eat?" Fu Yan didn't quite understand Jiang Wan.

He thought that Jiang Wan invited him to go to the night market today, and he had hope again.

But she didn't talk to me along the way, and it seemed that my only role was to bring her these pastries.

Now she said that if she couldn't finish it, she could let herself eat it.

He seemed to understand what Jiang Wan had agreed to do for His Majesty.

I'm afraid she has never thought about being with me.

She just had to follow the emperor's instructions and come here to stay with him for three months.

After three months, she could just walk away without caring about anything.

Fu Yan felt bitter, what was he then...

"Jiang Wan..."

"Don't say it, I know what you want to say, no need to say it."

Jiang Wan leaned towards him and smelled the cold pine scent on him. "I won't change. Just understand that."

Jiang Wan now believes that he did hug Fu Yan that night.

Just now, she smelled the scent of Fu Yan, and the image of Fu Yan holding her that night naturally emerged in her mind.

She thought again of the night when she went to the brothel to look for a young prostitute.

She always felt that those men smelled bad, or she wondered about their faces or bodies.

But she seemed to have overlooked one point, that is, when she was looking at them, the first person who came to her mind was Fu Yan.

She thought they smelled bad, and seemed to be using Fu Yan as a reference...

Is she making her choice based on Fu Yan's criteria?

Why does she use Fu Yan as the standard?

Am I crazy?

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan's voice filled his ears.

Jiang Wan took a deep breath, and suddenly the light in front of his eyes dimmed.

Fu Yan hugged him in his arms.

There is a cool and soft touch on the forehead...

Jiang Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

I felt something hitting my chest.

It’s strange. I seem to be wearing too much clothes today and it’s a bit hot.

"Ah, I'm sorry."

Jiang Wan was pulled back by the apology.

Looking at Fu Yan, there were two children apologizing.

It turned out that it was just two kids who were playing and bumped into each other.

Fu Yan just happened to give him a hand.

The two hugged each other for only a few seconds before separating again.

Jiang Wan saw Fu Yan first touch his neck and then his ears.

She blinked, lowered her head, took a bite of the candied haws, and touched her chin. There was no candied haws stain on it.

she.....

Jiang Wan took the hand that was touching his chin down.

Why did she suddenly touch her chin? There was nothing on it, she just touched it subconsciously.

Am I feeling guilty?

Why? Just because Fu Yan had just stopped a bratty kid, he felt guilty.

Jiang Wan glanced at Fu Yan. He probably didn't know about that.

No, so what if he knew?

He can keep a mistress outside, and I just asked a few people to sing music and dance. Compared with him, this is nothing.

Jiang Wan was lost in his own thoughts.

I felt my hanging hand suddenly being wrapped by a warm and dry big hand.

She slightly opened her pink lips and looked at the hand with protruding joints covering her own, and was speechless.

"you......"

"Hold it, there are too many people."

Jiang Wan looked at him, "There are so many people? So you're pulling them?"

Oh, what do you mean, he doesn't want to do it? He is very reluctant.

Jiang Wan shook his hand off, "No."

After saying that, he walked forward.

Fu Yan followed her, "Jiang Wan, what are you so angry about?"