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

Instead of waiting until everyone else knew, she was the only one who was kept in the dark. It was not until those people waved the information in front of her that she realized that her husband had rescued a brothel girl outside.

It's too late.

The harm Jiang Wan suffered in the past eighteen years cannot be compensated by a few words of apology.

Fu Yan didn't know what to do. He just wanted to do his best to make Jiang Wan happier whether she was with him or not.

Fu Yan was just about to chop the chicken's neck.

Suddenly, the rope tied to the chicken's claws loosened, and the chicken broke free, running around with its neck stretched out and its tail wagging.

Fu Yan was stunned for only a moment, then immediately ran over to catch it.

Jiang Wan looked at the chicken next to him and said, "You are quite smart."

Looking at Fu Yan bending over to catch the chicken, this was the first time Jiang Wan saw him behave so out of control.

Seeing Sui Lin standing nearby, he wanted to go over to help, but the chicken suddenly ran away and flew over the wall.

"Cack!"

It looked like it was about to fly away in the next second, its round eyes staring, its claws leaving the ground, and its wings spread out.

But he was caught by Fu Yan in the next second.

Jiang Wan looked at the comical scene in front of him and said, "Oh my god."

Fu Yan is also good at catching chickens.

Seeing him jump up, Jiang Wan just bought a stone-carved Qilin fish tank, but there were no fish in it yet. The bottom was covered with expanded clay and planted with pennywort.

Fu Yan stood on the edge of the large fish tank, catching the chicken that had jumped onto the wall.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but smile, "Fu Yan, come down quickly, or my tank will flip over."

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan, who was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and a smile appeared on his face. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were obscure and difficult to understand.

Jiang Wan walked over, and Sui Lin also walked in front of Fu Yan, "I'll help you control the chicken, otherwise it will run around."

After Sui Lin said this, he looked towards Wu Rong and Qi Hui.

The two of them did not care about this little thing. After all, he was Duke Fu. Although His Majesty had that intention, he could not be completely uncompromising.

Sui Lin looked at the chicken in Fu Yan's hand. It was also the first time for him to touch a live chicken.

One of them grabbed the chicken's claws and wings, while Fu Yan held the chicken's neck, holding a knife in his right hand, squatting slightly, his eyes staring at the chicken's neck.

A pair of peach blossom eyes sparkled as she looked at him seriously and carefully.

Jiang Wan: ...If you don’t know, you would think this chicken is the one he likes.

Finally, the knife came down.

In just a moment, the chicken blood splashed onto Fu Yan's face. He didn't control the technique well the first time, and the chicken was half dead.

He is still gurgling and blood is gushing out of his neck. The situation seems to be getting out of control.

Jiang Wan saw that Fu Yan's body was also covered in blood.

His eyes turned fierce and he slashed with his knife hard, separating the chicken head and body immediately.

There was blood all over the floor.

Fu Yan looked at the chicken head in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

It should be enough to just die, right?

Jiang Wan didn't dare to go over, fearing that the blood would splatter on her skirt.

"Okay, pluck it."

Jiang Wan frowned and said, "It's funny to see you kill a chicken."

Fu Yan didn't feel embarrassed because of Jiang Wan's words. It was just his first time killing someone. He just needed to kill a few more times and he would become more and more proficient.

Fu Yan picked up the dead chicken in Sui Lin's hand and soaked it in the freshly boiled hot water.

Fu Yan couldn't stand the fishy smell on his body and ran straight to the inner room. Jiang Wan looked at his hasty back, covered his mouth and laughed, and slowly followed him, wanting to see Fu Yan's rare embarrassed look.

As soon as I entered, I heard Fu Yan lowering his head into the basin and washing his face with water on his hands.

He washed like this three times, his face turned red, but he still felt uncomfortable with the body odor.

He wiped his face and hands with a clean towel and took off his outer clothes.

It was all bright red.

He continued to take off the inner layer.

Jiang Wan leaned against the screen beside him, with a playful look in his eyes, "Are you going to take a bath?"

Fu Yan turned around and suddenly tightened his hand around the second collar, "Yes."

Can't he wash himself even though he's like this?

"Master Fu, can you take a look at this room?" Jiang Wan looked around. "Take a closer look. Is there anyone here to help you take a bath? If you want to take a bath, is there anyone who can prepare water for you?"

Fu Yan's eyebrows moved when he heard this. He was really uncomfortable with the smell on his body just now, and he didn't realize that he had no one to serve him now.

Unlike before, when we returned to Wutong Courtyard, let alone preparing water.

Without him saying anything, Jiang Wan would prepare hot water before he came back, so he didn't have to worry about these trivial matters at all.

Besides, nowadays, let alone preparing water, no one even has time to boil water.

Jiang Wan walked to Fu Yan's side, and at his feet were the clothes he had just taken off.

She lowered her head and looked at the coat with a faint smile, "I forgot to remind you that you have to wash this coat yourself."

Jiang Wan's eyes showed a hint of amusement that bordered on contempt. "You said that you are the one who is suffering like this, aren't you? If you had explained it to His Majesty earlier, why would we have fallen to this point?"

After Fu Yan heard what Jiang Wan said, he finally understood that she came in and told him all this just to let him go and plead with the emperor to let her go as soon as possible.

Fu Yan curled the corner of his mouth slightly. Why was she in such a hurry to leave?

Go back and find those ten pretty boys?

"It's just boiling water to wash clothes." Fu Yan said lightly, bent down to pick up the clothes he had just thrown on the ground, and put them aside.

He found a clean cloak and put it on.

Jiang Wan watched him pass by him, not knowing what he was going to do there.

I saw him go into the kitchen.

Jiang Wan was surprised. Was he really going to boil water?

Jiang Wan followed him in. Although Fu Yan had grown up in a pampered environment, he was quite capable of doing things that he had never done before.

It's not perfect, but it's much better than the first time someone did it.

Is this what it means when smart people understand things quickly?

Fu Yan boiled some water and took a bath before coming out to deal with the chicken.

"It looks a bit familiar."

Sui Lin was watching from the side, and seeing that the skin of the chicken had turned yellow, he asked in surprise, "Is it cooked?"

Jiang Wan couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Look inside."

Jiang Wan touched his stomach. Fortunately, he did not place his hopes on Fu Yan from the beginning, otherwise he didn’t know how long he would have been hungry.

Fu Yan sat on a small stool that Sui Lin had borrowed from a scholar next door, plucking the hair seriously.

Pluck the hair for a while, wash your hands, pluck the hair again, and wash your hands again.

Jiang Wan sighed and shook his head. Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Jiang Wan showed joy on his face, swallowed his saliva, and ran over immediately.

Ah, her delicious food.

If you don't come soon, she will be so hungry that she will eat the chicken raw.