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

Fu Yan propped himself up and sat up, his indifferent brows swept across his chest, where Jiang Wan's jade feet had just stepped.

Fu Yan touched that spot with his fingertips, and his eyes swept to Jiang Wan, who was lying on the couch with a look of astonishment and confusion on his face.

Jiang Wan blinked, she felt...

Fu Yan might have some quirks, otherwise why would he look so happy that he was kicked by me?

The servants guarding outside heard a lot of noise coming from inside and knocked on the door and greeted, "Master, what's wrong?"

Jiang Wan then got out of bed, but did not help Fu Yan up. Instead, he called him out to change clothes.

The door was pushed open, and Nanny Feng and two personal maids walked in.

Fu Yan quickly stood up from the ground. It would be a big deal if the people below saw him sitting on the ground.

After standing up, he adjusted his clothes as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Wan glanced at the two maids behind him.

These two maids were both pretty, and were the maids prepared by the Marquis's Mansion for him to keep him in good favor when he was unwell.

One of them is called Ruoyan and the other is called Yunxi.

Jiang Wan's eyes fell on Ruoyan, who was a person who used chicken feathers as a token of authority and had used some tricks to climb into Fu Yan's bed when Jiang Wan was not even pregnant.

She also poisoned her pregnancy-preserving medicine, causing her to miscarry her first pregnancy.

The second wife was in charge of household affairs at home, and these two maids were assigned to her by the concubine, without even a contract of sale.

It would be strange if he would obey himself.

"Young Madam, what are you wearing today?" The person who spoke was Madam Feng, who had been with Jiang Wan for a long time.

It was also Nanny Feng who always told Jiang Wan that in order to be worthy of being the mistress of the house, she must abide by the rules of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame.

Ruoyan picked out a few clothes for Jiang Wan to see.

Jiang Wan looked at the clothes in front of him, which were either dark green or dark purple. Wearing them would make the person look ten years older.

Jiang Wan knew that Nanny Feng was truly kind to him, but in this life, Jiang Wan would never live like the previous one.

"Not wearing it."

As soon as Jiang Wan said this, not only Nanny Feng and the two maids looked at her, but even Fu Yan, who had just stood firm, looked at her, and was so frightened by her words that his steps became unsteady.

No, don’t wear it?

Jiang Wan lay back on the bed, "I don't like any of these."

I don't like a word of it. I'm willful and arrogant.

Fu Yan frowned slightly, stood aside and said nothing.

Nanny Feng gave Yunxi a look and asked her to help the master change his clothes.

Ruoyan was holding Jiang Wan's clothes in her hand. Seeing that Yunxi had approached the master earlier than her, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Nanny Feng has been with Jiang Wan since she was a child, so she naturally understands Jiang Wan's temperament. Although her young lady is a little weak in character, she can't help but lose her temper occasionally.

But today, throwing a tantrum in front of the master was really a bit inappropriate.

"Young Madam, what are you not satisfied with?" Nanny Feng and Ruoyan stepped forward.

If there were no outsiders here, Nanny Feng, who had watched Jiang Wan grow up, could still advise him not to be so petty.

Now that the master is right beside us, of course we cannot lose face for the lady in front of him.

Nor could he appear to be acting like a child.

So they asked her if she was satisfied. It seemed that this had nothing to do with Jiang Wan, but it was all because they, the servants, had failed to guess their master's preferences.

"ugly."

Jiang Wan uttered a word.

Nanny Feng really didn't expect this to be the reason.

In the Marquis's Mansion, Jiang Wan's father was missing and his biological mother died early.

No one took her seriously, and even the new clothes she sent were much worse than those of other eldest daughters.

Nanny Feng had no choice but to try her best to pick out nice-looking clothes.

Even though they were made of those cheap fabrics before, Jiang Wan never refused them because they were ugly.

Today, the clothes are just a little darker in color, but the details are still very exquisite.

Jiang Wan is young and now has a small stature, so she can only show her aura as the mistress of the house by wearing dark clothes.

Fu Yan, on his part, started to look at the clothes after Jiang Wan said they were ugly.

It fits Jiang Wan's current status as the Duke's wife, but it is not suitable for her current age.

Thinking about how Jiang Wan had just kicked him off the couch, Jiang Wan had called the servants in without caring about his own face and taking no precautions.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been laughed at by the people below.

She doesn't like wearing these?

Fu Yan curled his lips and said, "Why wouldn't you like it, Madam? I think it's very suitable."

Jiang Wan sat up from the couch and glanced at Fu Yan, feeling that he had not kicked him lightly just now.

He should have been kicked so hard that he couldn't get up, to prevent him from saying such things!

"Then you are really blind." Jiang Wan replied.

Fu Yan was stunned.

There were all the servants in the house.

Fu Yan never thought that he would be called blind.

The person who said this was the bride he had just married.

Nanny Feng was so frightened that her throat trembled, and she could not help but shout out weakly: "Young Madam..."

Jiang Wan pretended not to hear anything, "What's the matter?"

Nanny Feng wanted to remind Jiang Wan that she shouldn't speak of the Master in that way, but when Jiang Wan asked her so seriously what was wrong, she was at a loss for words.

Fu Yan was also trying hard to save face and was unable to speak.

"Go get me some brightly colored clothes." Jiang Wan said.

Nanny Feng was still a little hesitant, but she went anyway.

Today I'm going to offer tea to my mother-in-law, Mrs. Li.

Fu Yan was waiting outside.

Fortunately, both of them got up early today, otherwise Jiang Wan's dawdling would have made them miss the time.

Fu Yan was sitting upright in a pearwood comb-back armchair outside, and a servant below made him a pot of tea.

It was still early and he was in no hurry.

The pot of tea was almost cold when Jiang Wan was helped out by Nanny Feng.

Fu Yan raised his eyes slightly, but the teacup in his hand did not move.

Unlike before, she no longer wore heavy powder or heavy dark clothes.

She was wearing a pearl-embroidered blouse with exquisite patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. The blouse was covered with crystal clear pearls, which set off her flawless fair skin.

Jiang Wan pulled the shawl, the edge of which was decorated with tassels, and the woman was as gentle and fragrant as a peach blossom in March.

She is at a young age, and this kind of dressing is eye-catching.

Fu Yan paused for a moment and then looked away.

Jiang Wan stroked the gorgeous dress on her body and a cheerful smile appeared on her face.

Fu Yan felt that his wife seemed different from before.

The two of them only married because the emperor had granted them a marriage. He didn't like her, and she was timid and put on airs.

But something strange happened recently.

It was that he always dreamed of Jiang Wan every night...

Over and over again, it seemed like he and Jiang Wan were being chased by a group of people.

And Jiang Wan also blocked an arrow for himself.

Every time Jiang Wan left his arms, Fu Yan would be shocked.

Fu Yan raised his hand and looked at his wrist. He felt a slight pain there, but it had never been injured before...

When did the dream begin?

It seemed like... after he and Jiang Wan got married.

Before getting married, Fu Yan had never even met Jiang Wan, so he didn't know what her personality was like.

After living together for two months, I thought my wife was weak and cowardly.

But now, he is not sure.

Even though he had no love for her, she was his wife after all, so he still had to give her the respect she deserved.

Today she kicked him off the bed, but he didn't get angry in front of the servants because he was considerate of her face.

"How did Liu'er make you angry last night?" Fu Yan asked.

Jiang Wan was originally looking at the exquisite and gorgeous dress on her body. When she heard Fu Yan ask her this, she immediately asked back: "Why, I can't hit you? Are you feeling bad?"

Fu Yan just asked casually. Liu'er was sent by her mother. Jiang Wan beat her up for no reason, so couldn't he ask?

"What's wrong with you today?" Fu Yan glanced at her with a cold tone.

There was no trace of the tenderness and entanglement from last night.

Jiang Wan already knew that he was the kind of person who would not recognize people once he pulled up his pants, so he didn't think too much about it.