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

Jiang Wan glanced at the young man next to him and decided not to cause trouble for others.

"Aren't you living well at home?" Fu Yan asked.

"Well, he can survive." Jiang Wan replied.

Fu Yan didn't know how a woman with her personality could say the word "survive", and what kind of life she should live at home.

No wonder, no wonder she can climb trees to pick fruits and identify hemostatic herbs at such a young age.

"What do you want? I'll give it to you when we get out."

Jiang Wan recalled these words in his ears.

The Fu Yan in front of him had matured, and even his voice was very different from that of the beautiful young man back then.

"Jiang Wan, what do you want?"

He asked her again.

Jiang Wan looked at the person in front of him. He was really not like the one in his memory. The feminine beauty was no longer there. Compared with the cold and beautiful woman who was stunning at the beginning, he now had clear eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose, and his pursed lips revealed a sense of determination and stubbornness.

The slightly curved eyebrows slant into the temples, and the facial contours are like a sculpture.

Jiang Wan shook his head. "It's incredible."

"I didn't believe it at first, but you are the only one..."

Fu Yan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan stretched out his fingertips tentatively, took it, and opened the paper.

He recognized the words above very well; they were written by Fu Yan himself.

But when she saw the lyrics above, she looked enlightened.

Is this the song Borrowing the Moon that I sang at the beginning?

That night was really unbearable, as it suddenly started to drizzle.

It won’t lead to the death of both of them, but it won’t be easy for them to live either.

The ground was wet and sticky, and even the firewood was wet.

The two of them managed to take shelter under a tree that was big enough, but the rain still hit them.

Fu Yan's wound has not yet healed.

Jiang Wan had a hard time, and he had an even harder time.

Jiang Wan kept him company and talked at first, trying to prevent him from falling asleep, fearing that he would not be able to wake up after falling asleep.

The rain stopped at the back, the foggy clouds dispersed, and the moon came out.

Jiang Wan held Fu Yan's cold hand and told him to sing a song for him.

The words that are sung are exactly those written on the paper, Borrowed Moon.

"You, remember everything?"

Jiang Wan glanced at the words above and found that he remembered every line.

"I asked someone to take this piece of music to someone else, but after all these years, no one knows how to play it, and no one has even heard it."

Jiang Wan pinched the paper with his fingertips, "Of course no one has heard of it."

After all, this is not a product of this era at all.

"Then, Su Liqing?" Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan, "What's going on with her? Why, you have so many lifesavers?"

Fu Yan shook his head gently. "I saved her because she sang this song. I mistakenly thought..."

Jiang Wan's eyes trembled slightly. Was it because of this?

Indeed, it is not impossible that Su Liqing can sing this song.

Jiang Wan's eyes fell on Fu Yan. She walked over, took his hand, and placed the paper in his palm, "I understand."

Fu Yan seemed to have lost his sense of touch, and did not tighten his hands, and the paper fell to the ground.

"I know you recognized the wrong person." Jiang Wan sighed, "But Fu Yan, our relationship has never come to this point just because of a little Su Liqing. Even if I know, what does it matter?"

Fu Yan pursed his lips, "I... have never had any other friendship with Su Liqing."

"Fu Yan, I just want to ask you one question." Jiang Wan looked at him and nodded, then asked, "Is the house that Su Liqing lives in in Shangjing yours?"

Fu Yan hesitated and said, "But I recognized the wrong person at the beginning, so..."

"It does not matter."

Jiang Wan stood there, her clothes fluttering in the wind, her eyebrows and features were picturesque, her eyes were clear and bright, a jade pear blossom hairpin was inserted diagonally in her Japanese-style bun, and a faint smile floated on her fair cheek.

"You don't care about these..." Fu Yan suddenly understood what Jiang Wan meant, and lowered his head with a self-deprecating smile.

"You knew that saving Su Liqing would cause criticism from everyone, and then you ignored your reputation and placed Su Liqing in your house in Shangjing. You knew clearly how outsiders would be suspicious, but you insisted on doing so without caring about my reputation as the Duke's wife."

"It's not because you don't care about Su Liqing, nor do you care about your reputation, but because you have never considered me."

Jiang Wan bent down and picked up the paper. "You think you have to repay the favor, but what did I do wrong to be married to you by the emperor's decree? From the beginning when I arrived at the mansion, even a small servant looked down on me, not to mention your grandmother and mother."

"Fu Yan, if you hadn't been so indifferent, even if I didn't love you, I wouldn't have left the mansion, because all I want... is stability."

Jiang Wan looked at the person in front of him with his head bowed, and said softly, "But you can't even give me this, so I choose to leave."

Jiang Wan took a step forward, wanting to leave, but then he remembered that he still had to stay here for another three months.

He sneered, "Why didn't you explain our situation to His Majesty from the beginning, or do you think we can recover by just taking some medicine?"

Fu Yan was speechless. The Yuanshu paper in his hand had been torn by his fingertips. He sniffed and seemed to smell the fragrance of bamboo with a hint of bitterness and sourness.

"I didn't experience this in my previous life." Fu Yan said softly.

His heavy breathing hit Jiang Wan.

"Yes, you feel innocent, and you want to say that it was you in your previous life who did these things."

Jiang Wan stared at him, "But if I hadn't changed myself, you would still be the same as in your last life, right?"

Jiang Wan wanted to leave here right now.

But what's the point of leaving? She still has to live under the same roof with Fu Yan for the next three months.

Rather than going back and embarrassing the two of them later, it would be better to change the subject now.

"It's no use for you to say these now. No matter what, it's a foregone conclusion."

Jiang Wan had lived a free and easy life by herself, so naturally she didn't want to go back to a life that was restricted in every way.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes, and when he saw Jiang Wan sitting back down, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Wan calmed down and ate a bun, "Go ahead."

Fu Yan raised his eyelids and looked at her, knowing that with her personality, she would never let him talk about what happened between them.

That would be the only time he went south, and Jiang Wan looked at him with a serious look.

"Are you talking about your father's matter?" Fu Yan asked.

Jiang Wan nodded, "Aren't you here for this matter?"

Fu Yan did come to Jiangnan because of Wu Linghou's matter.

However, there is no more detailed information at present. "At present, we have only found that the person is indeed in Jiangnan, and the details are still being investigated."

Fu Yan also dreamed that Minister Wen, an official who came to Jiangnan in his previous life, had an accident because of this incident.

He now has people investigating in that direction.

There were a total of ten secret guards trained together with Yu Ke.

Fu Yan originally kept Yu Ke in Shangjing not only for Wanlan Restaurant, but also to restrain his family from disturbing Jiang Wan.

But he didn't expect that the emperor would send Jiang Wan to his side.

But he still needs to deal with Wan Lan's side.

The rest followed Fu Yan to Jiangnan.