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

Fu Yan lowered his head, "Your Majesty..."

"I know you are heartbroken. I am also heartbroken. She is the only daughter of Marquis Wu Ling. Her death is bound to..."

Emperor Wenwu lowered his head, and there seemed to be a crack in the emperor's majesty, revealing his distress.

"I am worried that this matter will affect Marquis Wu Ling, so I spread the news that Jiang Wan is not dead and has been placed in the palace."

After hearing what Emperor Wenwu said, Fu Yan had some bad suspicions in his heart.

Sure enough, the next sentence caught Fu Yan off guard.

"I have found a woman to pretend to be Jiang Wan. You don't need to say anything then."

Fu Yan's originally calm expression twisted, "Your Majesty, are you going to let someone else replace Jiang Wan?"

"How can it be called a replacement? Jiang Wan is dead. If Marquis Wu Ling knew about this, he would be worried and toiled outside while his only daughter... Now, I am just trying to make Marquis Wu Ling feel better."

Fu Yan suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Marquis Wu Ling was serving the entire Dayun and even more so him.

Jiang Wan had suffered so much pain and resentment because he lost his parents at a young age, but now all of it was dispelled by his words that he just wanted to make Wu Linghou feel better?

Although Fu Yan had some ideas that went against Emperor Wenwu's will, he knew very well that the emperor and his subjects should not overstep their authority.

“Your Majesty, have you ever thought that if this matter is exposed, Marquis Wu Ling will only be more painful, and this matter will become a barrier between you.” Fu Yan tried his best to lean towards the side that he was doing for his own good.

People are selfish. If Fu Yan directly refuted this matter, he would feel sorry for Jiang Wan and disappointed for Marquis Wu Ling, which would only bring the emperor's wrath.

On the contrary, if one starts from the idea that this is not a good thing because it is for his own good, the person involved will seriously reflect on it.

Emperor Wenwu lowered his eyes and sighed, "I have thought about this, but is there any better way besides this? After all, the dead cannot be resurrected..."

It’s not that Fu Yan couldn’t think of other ways, but he firmly believed in his heart that Jiang Wan was not dead, and he didn’t want to tell Wu Linghou that Jiang Wan was dead to discourage him.

There was silence for a while.

Su Changsheng's voice came from outside, "Your Majesty, Miss Jiang is here."

Emperor Wenwu and Fu Yan looked at each other and said, "Before you came, I asked someone to invite her here, just to make her familiar to you..."

Fu Yan lowered his eyes. The emperor's meaning was very clear. He had made the decision and just came to talk to him.

What else could Fu Yan say? Marquis Wu Ling was about to enter the palace to attend the banquet, and there was no need to create any more trouble at this time.

"Let her in." Emperor Wenwu said to Changsheng without changing his expression.

Fu Yan didn't say anything, his eyes fell on the ground, and he didn't look towards the door.

Emperor Wenwu was helpless, "You should at least take a look."

In fact, Emperor Wenwu was already tolerant of Fu Yan. If someone else dared to treat him badly, he would have been dissatisfied long ago.

The reason why Fu Yan was like this was not only because of his inherent personality, but also because Emperor Wenwu was more tolerant of him.

"Your Majesty." A girl came in from outside, saluted Emperor Wenwu, and looked at Fu Yan.

Su Changsheng explained, "This is Lord Fu, Duke Fu of the Duke Zhenguo Mansion, and also your ex-husband."

Hearing this, the woman smiled and said, "If I were really Jiang Wan, I would definitely not divorce such a beautiful person."

Fu Yan frowned, his voice cold and quiet, "You are not her."

The woman was stunned. She didn't expect that Fu Yan's words would put her in trouble. This Fu Yan was too difficult to please.

The woman lowered her head and said nothing.

She was originally a fake, and Emperor Wenwu had no intention of speaking for her. He just coughed and said, "It's good to be able to recognize each other's appearance when you meet."

"Fu Yan, look at this." Emperor Wenwu called Fu Yan this time, not "My dear minister", which seemed to indicate that he was doting on Fu Yan.

Fu Yan never glanced at that person from beginning to end, which made Emperor Wenwu very helpless.

Fu Yan raised his eyes, took a look, and said nothing.

Emperor Wenwu said that she looked 60% like Jiang Wan, but Fu Yan felt otherwise.

When Fu Yan stepped out of the Chaowu Hall, the palace servants outside filed out from the North Triangle Gate in an orderly manner, preparing for today's welcoming banquet.

"Fu family kid." Wu Linghou called Fu Yan from a distance, "You came out so soon."

Fu Yan glanced at the eunuch following behind Marquis Wu Ling. He was someone close to Emperor Wenwu. It seemed that Emperor Wenwu had also invited someone in to talk to him in private.

Fu Yan nodded and looked back. It seemed that the emperor had no intention of asking for his opinion from the beginning. If he disagreed, Wu Linghou would come and ask the woman to recognize him.

Calling Fu Yan alone to take care of things was probably to remind Fu Yan not to say anything he shouldn't.

"Wait until I come out, then we'll have a drink together?" Wu Linghou went in.

Fu Yan stood outside and did not leave until the palace servants below reminded him.

"Okay." Fu Yan lifted his foot and felt as if his leg was injected with iron, making it extremely difficult to lift it.

Mr. Lan Dong's carriage had already reached the palace gate when it was suddenly stopped by someone.

Mr. Lan Dong raised his head and took a look, his brows furrowed. It was Yang Yiwei.

It seems that it would be best to bring Wan Lan along when entering the palace to attend palace banquets in the future. Yang Yiwei is too difficult to deal with.

"Ms. Yang." Lan Dong greeted.

"Wan Lan didn't come?" Yang Yi raised her eyebrows and took a look.

Lan Dong lowered his brows and was about to answer.

A man chased after him, "Here he comes, but a step too late."

Lan Dong looked back and saw that it was indeed Wan Lan's carriage. She showed her eyes, but it was enough for people to recognize her.

Lan Dong frowned. He said he would not come no matter what I said.

The person sitting in the carriage behind Jiang Wan was Mu Ningzhi, and it was Mu Ningzhi who asked her to come. At this banquet, Tan Yunzhi's father was going to tell the emperor about the marriage of Mu Ningzhi and Tan Yunzhi.

Jiang Wan couldn't think of a better way, so he could only follow Mu Ningzhi into the palace and see if there were any other ways.

It would probably be dark by the time the palace banquet started, so she had to hide a little further. Today, there was also that 'Jiang Wan' who would attract everyone's attention.

Yang Yi sighed slightly: "Oh, I thought you weren't coming."

Jiang Wan narrowed her brows. Why did she feel that Yang Yiwei was looking forward to her coming? If she didn't want her to come, wouldn't she be annoyed when she saw her?

Why did she still have a hint of interest on her face?

No one was allowed to enter the palace by carriage, so everyone got off the carriages. The atmosphere was very delicate.

That is, Lan Dong walked next to Jiang Wan, and Yang Yiwei was on the other side of Jiang Wan, making it impossible for Mu Ningzhi behind him to squeeze in.

Jiang Wan looked left and right, "Do you like being my bodyguards?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "What you said is true. I am watching you here. If you accidentally fall, I can still help you up. Don't you think so?"

Jiang Wan: “…” She was walking just fine, how could she fall? If they weren’t there, she would have walked more freely.

Jiang Wan and Lan Dong could only sit outside, which was exactly what Jiang Wan wanted.

Someone of Fu Yan's status must be seated in the inner seat, and maybe even after the banquet, the two of them won't be able to meet each other.