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

Afternoon, at the Duke Zhenguo’s Mansion.

Following behind Yu Ke was a man wearing a veiled hat.

The old lady and Li stood aside. Although they were puzzled as to why this man did not show up, they did not care since he was the only one who came to say that he had a way to wake Fu Yan up.

The old lady and Mrs. Li were also suspicious at first, but Yu Ke also knew him, which was enough to prove that this man was someone Fu Yan trusted.

Jiang Wan pushed the door open and went in. Yu Ke and Sui Lin were standing outside the door. There was no one else in the room except Fu Yan who was lying there.

Jiang Wan took off the veil that was covering her face, raised her clear eyes and looked over, she saw Fu Yan lying quietly on the couch with his eyes closed.

After not seeing each other for only half a month, he had visibly lost weight.

The already thin eyelids became deeply sunken, and the lips were so pale that you could hardly see the blood color.

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan's hands that were bound with bandages and exposed outside the quilt.

His expression tightened and his eyes slowly moved away from his hands.

He looked around the room and found it was exactly the same as when he left, even the flowers in the vase were the same.

There was porridge and rice on the table, probably so that the servants could keep it there all the time in case he woke up suddenly.

Jiang Wan walked over, picked up the porridge and rice, brought it to the side of Fu Yan's bed, and sat next to him.

Fu Yan didn't move at all, and Jiang Wan suddenly felt depressed.

It seemed that this shouldn't be the case. She squeezed Fu Yan's hand and stroked it, "Thank you for coming to the Marquis' Mansion to find me, Fu Yan."

No one cared about Jiang Wan since she was a child. Fu Yan was the moon that she could not touch. Suddenly one day, the moon that she had given up came to her side.

The feeling in Jiang Wan's heart was indescribable.

"I heard that you don't want to wake up, Fu Yan, don't be like this." Jiang Wan's words sounded like comfort, but also like an order.

Fu Yan still showed no sign of waking up. She looked at him and said, "I know why you came to the Marquis' Mansion. You went there because of me, so I naturally can't just ignore you. So since this matter originated from me, I won't just leave you alone."

Jiang Wan said as he rubbed his knuckles.

It doesn't seem like comforting, but more like feeling, feeling his inner thoughts, and also feeling my own inner thoughts.

It was not known whether Fu Yan heard her whispers or not, but she just kept talking.

Wandering in a deep dream, Fu Yan felt as if he was in a dark and chaotic swamp, slowly descending until he was almost up to his neck.

Fu Yan's throat was strangled and he couldn't speak.

I wanted to use my hands to pull away the hand that was controlling me.

But I can't touch it, like an invisible hand.

He is going to die.

This is the first thought that comes to mind.

Thinking of the word death, Fu Yan suddenly understood why he was stuck in this swamp and couldn't extricate himself.

He remembered.

Jiang Wan is dead.

He could have stopped it, but he left.

Jiang Wan would not smile anymore, and would not stand in front of him alive anymore.

He would rather Jiang Wan looked at him with hatred for the rest of his life than see Jiang Wan completely disappear from this world.

Jiang Wan......

The cry from the bottom of my heart is powerless and collapsed.

"Fu Yan, you must wake up."

Suddenly, a gentle and familiar voice sounded in Fu Yan's ears, firm and compelling.

It seemed as if he was telling Fu Yan not to die.

Is this Jiang Wan?

Fu Yan recognized that it was Jiang Wan's voice, but he was unable to respond.

He opened his mouth, but the pair of shadowy hands were still pinching his neck. He couldn't speak or respond to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan... Jiang Wan...

He could only call her name in his heart.

I want her to hear me, I want her not to leave.

"If you die, I'm afraid no one in this mansion will be able to support you. I..."

Fu Yan still didn't react when he heard this.

Jiang Wan made up her mind, "If you die, I will marry someone else in front of you, or I will bring my husband to visit your grave every year and swear our love in front of you."

This is such a cruel thing to say.

The poison made Fu Yan's eyelashes tremble even though he was in a coma.

Jiang Wan was just feeling happy that Fu Yan finally showed some reaction, but the next second he saw tears falling from the corners of Fu Yan's eyes.

But after seeing it, she was not happy anymore. Why did she cry?

She let go of Fu Yan's hand, which she had been holding tightly, and said, "Don't cry."

Jiang Wan couldn’t think of any words to comfort others, and he couldn’t comfort anyone either. After all, he was someone who needed comfort.

She wiped the tears from Fu Yan's cheeks.

"Wake up quickly."

Jiang Wan glanced at the door, then turned her gaze back and slowly leaned over to Fu Yan's ear, whispering, "Jiang Wan is not dead. If you wake up, you may still be able to see her."

Fu Yan was almost drowned in the black quagmire. Just before he could breathe through his mouth and nose, a bright white light seemed to repel the black mud.

He heard Jiang Wan's words completely.

Fu Yan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. Is he dead now? So he and Jiang Wan came to the same place.

Only then could he hear Jiang Wan's voice, otherwise how could he hear this voice.

Jiang Wan had just finished speaking when she leaned close to Fu Yan's ear when she heard Fu Yan's calm voice suddenly become short and hasty.

Jiang Wan's eyes lit up, and her white hands pinched Fu Yan's fingertips and touched them, "Wake up and see her."

All I could see was Fu Yan's eyeballs rolling around under his thin eyelids.

Jiang Wan knew that he was about to wake up, so she stood up, put on her hat, and covered her face again. She walked behind the screen and saw that Fu Yan's eyes were half open, then she went out and opened the door.

When Sui Lin outside heard the door open, he immediately walked past her and went in to check on Fu Yan's condition.

"Master...you are finally awake! Come on, call the old lady."

A group of people stood in front of Fu Yan's bed, asking him one by one how he felt about his health.

Fu Yan's mind was still half-blind and he didn't even know what the person in front of him was asking, and there was a sharp ringing in his ears.

He spoke hesitantly, but he shouted out two words, "Jiang Wan."

The people in the room suddenly froze. Everyone fell silent and no one spoke anymore.

The old lady finally responded, "Where is Mr. Wan?"

Sui Lin searched everywhere for Mr. Wan, but found that he was not there. He said in annoyance, "I was too excited just now. When I saw that the master had woken up, I forgot about everything else and even forgot about Mr. Wan. I'm afraid he is gone."

Yu Ke stood beside Sui Lin and said, "Mr. Wan doesn't like dealing with people. I'm afraid he left first on purpose. Don't worry."

The old lady wiped her tears and said, "It's all thanks to him this time. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid Yan'er would have to... Yu Ke, if you can pity him, please convey my thoughts to him. If he needs anything, I, an old woman, will give him everything I can."

Yu Ke nodded, not taking the old lady's words seriously.

Li muttered, "But Yan'er yelled about Jiang Wan as soon as he woke up. If he finds out that Jiang Wan is dead, he won't faint again, right?"

The old lady also suspected that Fu Yan had a stress reaction and might have forgotten that Jiang Wan was dead, so the first thing he did after waking up was to look for Jiang Wan.

He immediately ordered, "No one is allowed to mention her again."

The old lady's original intention was to prevent Fu Yan from getting hurt again.

But they didn't expect that when they returned to Fu Yan to greet him, he was unusually sober and said, "Jiang Wan is not dead."

The old lady and Mrs. Li hugged each other and cried, thinking that Fu Yan was having a nightmare.

"Could it be...he has gone crazy..." Li covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, and stammered.

The old lady glared at her and said, "What are you talking about?" She then looked at Nanny Yuan behind her and said, "Go ask the doctor to take a look."

"Who was talking in my ear just now?" Fu Yan stared at the ceiling with dull eyes. If everyone was not close to him, they would not know that it was him who was talking. The voice was light and vague, and sounded creepy.

"It's Mr. Wan. He said he has a way to wake you up. We'll ask him to come over right away."

Fu Yan frowned slightly, "Where is he?"

Sui Lin responded: "Master, Mr. Wan doesn't want to see too many people, and he has left now."

Fu Yan was confused, but didn't say anything else.