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

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and could not see Jiang Wan at all, but every part of her body was engraved in his mind.

He could even imagine what Jiang Wan was in now.

She was wearing a goose yellow ancient pattern double butterfly cloud-shaped Qianshui skirt today. She opened the neckline, revealing her collarbone vaguely, and her round shape was ready to come out.

When Fu Yan picked up Jiang Wan before, he muttered that she had gained weight again. Fortunately, Jiang Wan didn't hear it, otherwise she would have made a fuss again.

Fu Yan licked his dry lips and suddenly felt an unbearable dryness in his throat.

He thought maybe he needed a cup of herbal tea to calm down.

Jiang Wan didn't know that Fu Yan was standing in front of him with his back to him and had so much on his mind.

She held the plaster tightly in her hand.

Mr. Lan Dong's words were still lingering in my ears.

"You should still like him."

"Your palms are sweaty."

Jiang Wan opened his palms, his palms were wet.

Jiang Wan stammered, and his sticky and wet hands covered with the ointment hooked around Fu Yan's fingertips, "Help me."

Then he added weakly, "I have medicine on my hands, so it's hard to mess with the clothes."

It was as if the air in the room had been sucked away.

Both of them felt hot and stuffy, and it was difficult to breathe.

Jiang Wan watched the person in front of him slowly turn around, with his brows lowered.

The shadow of the lamp hung on the straight eyelashes, and the facial contours were made softer by the oil lamp.

Her upturned peach blossom eyes were half-closed, looking at people with such deep affection that Jiang Wan felt like he was drowning in them.

She covered Fu Yan's eyes with her hand, blocking his sight.

The eye in her hand didn't really touch Fu Yan's eyelids, but just blocked his eyes.

Jiang Wan swallowed and said, "That's it."

Fu Yan hummed softly.

Jiang Wan glanced at Fu Yan's earlobe. Fortunately, her face was redder than his own, which made Jiang Wan feel a little relieved.

Feeling a cool touch on his chest, Jiang Wan shrank his neck.

Fu Yan stopped moving again, "What's wrong?" His tone was a little anxious, "The doctor said it's normal to feel a little stinging, just bear with it..."

Jiang Wan held his hand and said, "It's okay, go on."

"Ah."

The two were silent again.

The doctor knocked on the door. "Sir? Are you okay?"

This clinic was the closest one. An old doctor and two apprentices saw Fu Yan and Jiang Wan but did not recognize their identities. They only knew they were distinguished persons by the carriage they were riding in, their attire and their behavior.

Fu Yan pushed the door open and walked out, followed by a woman with clothes on her head.

Jiang Wan knew from just touching her face that she must be extremely embarrassed. It was hard for Fu Yan to see her red and swollen face and still...

Thinking of this, my fingertips couldn't help but touch the touch on my lips that seemed to still remain.

With his fingers grasped by someone, Jiang Wan looked up at Fu Yan and said, "There is medicine on my hand, don't touch it."

Jiang Wan lowered his head, said "I understand", and withdrew his hand.

"Proceed slowly, my lord." The doctor and the two boys watched Fu Yan and Jiang Wan get on the carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, the atmosphere was tense and awkward.

"I'll take you back." Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan with a fierce look.

Jiang Wan glanced at him and then looked away. Fu Yan was asking for her address. He knew that Wan Lan was him.

Just ask around and you'll know your address, so it doesn't matter whether Jiang Wan tells you or not.

Jiang Wan just wanted to say it.

Then I thought again, that was the only place where I could find peace and quiet.

So the name he mentioned was the house that Fu Yan had visited before.

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan's expression. Fu Yan didn't say anything. He should know it in his heart, but Jiang Wan didn't tell him clearly, so he didn't ask.

So he went to Jiang Wan’s previous house.

She was standing at the door and suddenly remembered that she had not been here for a long time. The key was with Nanny Feng, and the spare key was left in the room by Jiang Wan and she did not bring it with her. She did not expect to come here tonight.

He glanced at Fu Yan, who was still standing nearby, as if he wanted to see Jiang Wan in before leaving.

Jiang Wan gritted his teeth and said, "I, I forgot to bring my keys."

"No one in the yard?" Fu Yan's tone was unconvincing. Jiang Wan didn't want to be without someone to serve him.

Just as they were asking, suddenly a gust of evil wind blew across their cheeks, and they were both stunned by the person standing on the wall.

A black shadow, Fu Yan didn't recognize it, but Jiang Wan did.

Whenever Fu Yunze came to deliver a letter, he would climb over the wall. I don't know what he delivered today, and the two of them happened to meet.

It was still such an awkward moment, with Fu Yan standing next to him and Fu Yunze standing above him, Jiang Wan was stuck in the middle.

"Who is he?" Fu Yanzhi calmed down for a second. Seeing Jiang Wan standing there in a daze, he knew that she must know the man above.

Jiang Wan smiled awkwardly. What should she say?

"You know him too, didn't you recognize him?"

The night was so dark and the man was wearing black clothes and a hat.

It was strange that Fu Yan could recognize him, "Your lover?"

Jiang Wan shook her head: "No, no, no."

Fu Yunze jumped down from the wall, "Young Madam."

"Young Madam?" Fu Yan slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan admitted, "Yes, he is Zenu."

If Fu Yan didn't know that Zenu was the third prince, Jiang Wan could still say that Zenu was still working under him.

But now Fu Yan already knows that Zenu is the third prince. How could such a prince work under him?

Jiang Wan had no choice but to tell Fu Yan the truth.

Fu Yunze was not annoyed at the side, he just looked at Jiang Wan without saying anything.

After listening to Jiang Wan's words, Fu Yan took a deep breath. She didn't believe that Fu Yunze had no feelings for her.

Looking at the atmosphere between the two, Fu Yunze roughly guessed it.

"Madam, I've put the things in. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Wan's reaction, he climbed up the tree and left.

Jiang Wan raised his head and looked over.

His sight was suddenly blocked by Fu Yan, "How did you get in?"

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan, "Don't worry about me, you can go first, I think Nanny Feng will be back soon."

"Are you still hiding this? It's late at night now, it's not safe for you to be on the road alone, Jiang Wan."

Jiang Wan hadn't taken Fu Yan's words to heart at first, but when she heard him call her Jiang Wan, she began to listen carefully, "What's wrong?"

"If I really want to know, I can know it even if you don't tell me."

Jiang Wan pushed him and said, "Come on, come on, I'll tell you, let's go."

Fu Yan curled his lips and followed Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan's new home is just one street away from his previous yard.

Jiang Wan raised his hand and pointed behind him, "See? But my identity here is Wan Lan, so don't let it slip."

Fu Yan nodded and watched Jiang Wan go in.

Jiang Wan walked in and when the door was about to close, he suddenly turned back.

Meeting Fu Yan's gaze, she asked, "Why don't you ask what the relationship between me and Mr. Wan is? Why do I consider myself his sister?"