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

The old lady was even more disappointed to see Jiang Wan like this. It turned out that she was not the daughter-in-law she chose, and she didn't care about her husband at all.

She said in a deep voice: "Your husband agreed to go south this time to win honor for our mansion and to win an imperial decree for you."

The old lady's voice was quite intimidating, but Jiang Wan didn't take it seriously.

If you say so, doesn't it mean that Fu Yan is the one who works hard, while Jiang Wan is the one who gets the advantage?

Jiang Wan replied, "That's what the old lady said," and lowered his eyebrows.

Looks obedient.

Jiang Wan didn't think this was such a big deal.

After all, she had become the wife of a noble lady before her death in her previous life.

This honor was indeed earned by Fu Yan, but it was no different from when she was the Duke's wife.

Jiang Wan looked at the person next to him, his brows were stern, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, as if he was thinking about something.

That's right, how could Fu Yan be thinking about himself? He has his own great cause and the glory of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion in his mind.

His wife was just a by-product.

Jiang Wan lowered his head and ate again.

But she didn't notice the look Fu Yan gave her after hearing the old lady's words.

Li had something hidden in her mind and couldn't eat.

After the old lady and Fu Yan had finished their explanation, she, the mother, finally had something to say.

"Yan'er, you can't go south without someone who is considerate and caring for you, you see..."

What Li meant was that she wanted Fu Yan to bring a woman with him.

Fu Yan's expression remained calm, and his voice was warm and cool, like the sound of broken jade.

"Sui Lin and Sui Ming are by my side." Everyone in the mansion knew that Sui Lin was taking care of Fu Yan's daily life, while Sui Ming assisted Fu Yan with official affairs.

What Li said was very clear, but Fu Yan pretended to be confused.

"Mother means that it is not enough for you to have only two big and strong men around you. You still need to arrange a considerate girl to cook for you and talk to you."

It was not difficult for Li to understand the meaning of what she said. She knew that Fu Yan was pretending to be ignorant but still forced him to take people with him.

Fu Yan glanced coldly at Lan Yue beside him, and understood what his mother meant.

"Mother, you worry too much. Your son doesn't need to worry. Sui Lin is very considerate."

Fu Yan didn't give Li any chance to insert anyone, and Jiang Wan next to him was not moved at all.

If it were in the previous life, I would probably be self-indulgent and think that Fu Yan's rejection was because of me.

Lan Yue, who was eating happily nearby, felt inexplicably lonely. She didn't understand whether Fu Yan was rejecting her or simply didn't want to take people south.

After all, he was going on official business, and Fu Yan was famous for his impartiality. Maybe he just didn't want to bring a woman to the south to suffer.

But she still raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Fu Yan next to her. The man had handsome eyebrows and eyes.

The cold white face glowed brightly under the light of the palace lanterns.

"This dish tastes like the one my mother used to make when I was a child." Lan Yue next to her suddenly said this. Jiang Wan glanced over and knew that she would not say this for no reason.

Let's wait and see what she has to say next.

Li was quite supportive and immediately responded, "Poor girl, if you like it, I will ask the chef to make this dish every day in the future, and you can just eat it."

Jiang Wan, who was standing next to him, was picking his favorite dishes as if nothing had happened.

There was only one dish on the table, and it was there because Fu Yan also liked it.

In my previous life, I worked hard for more than ten years, but in the end, no one even remembered what dish I liked to eat.

Jiang Wan had never seen them prepare their favorite food at a banquet.

Jiang Wan has always been the one to accommodate them.

"My mother passed away early, and I loved eating the crystal sashimi she made for me. When I was young, other girls were reluctant to go into the kitchen, but I missed the crystal sashimi my mother made, and the cooks couldn't make it taste that good, so I often made it myself."

There was an undercurrent in Jiang Wan's eyes. It turned out that this was what he wanted to express.

This is still unclear. Li just said that the person sent to Fu Yan can cook for him.

Lan Yue then said that he could cook.

There are not many girls who can cook. I guess Li knew that Lan Yue could cook, so she said that.

Jiang Wan glanced at Fu Yan calmly.

In the previous life, there was no such thing as Fu Yan going south, and Jiang Wan didn't know whether he would bring anyone with him.

I guess not, Fu Yan is concerned about national affairs.

It is difficult to think about love and gentleness when handling official business.

Fu Yan did not react. He probably did not take Lan Yue's words seriously.

Jiang Wan understood, but didn't say anything.

Let Li and Lan Yue act out this play on their own.

What Li and Lan Yue said was obvious enough.

Fu Yan didn't respond.

Li looked at Jiang Wan next to him. It was not appropriate for a man to talk about this matter, so it was her, as his wife, who should speak.

But Jiang Wan's eyes were fixed on the food.

Li was extremely anxious.

"Wanwan can cook too. I have tasted the food sent to my East Court before. It is novel and tastes great."

The old lady's words made Lan Yue look up at Jiang Wan.

She really didn't expect that Jiang Wan, with his status, could also cook.

She is the legitimate daughter of a marquis's mansion. Shouldn't these wealthy families let their daughters keep themselves away from women?

Lan Yue can cook, and because of her humble status, it seems natural to others.

Wouldn't Jiang Wan be ridiculed by other noble ladies for doing this?

In Lanyue's opinion, this is a bad thing.

There weren't many things I was better than Jiang Wan in, but I didn't expect that my cooking skills would be surpassed by Jiang Wan.

The old lady is of such status that she has tasted all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, and it is not easy to get a word of praise from her.

In order to please the old lady, Lan Yue also cooked personally. After learning about the old lady's hobbies from Li, he immediately made two or three small desserts and sent them to the old lady.

But from the subordinates who reported, we learned that the old lady only tasted it and put it aside.

The one behind him also fell down, and Lan Yue felt disappointed.

The more she felt that her desire to be Fu Yan's concubine was not a simple matter.

Just by looking at Fu Yan's attitude just now, you can tell that he is not someone who will let himself be manipulated by his mother.

He has his own opinions, and he is the only male master in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

If he doesn't want to, no one can force him.

Lan Yue began to worry and think of other solutions.

Fortunately, Fu Yan still has half a year in Beijing.

I still have time.

But I have also seen how busy Fu Yan is in the past few days. I estimate that I can only see Fu Yan a few times a month, and half a year is not a long time.

The old lady always goes along with Fu Yan. If he says no, then no.

But Fu Yan is not young anymore and still has no child.

I don’t know how long I will have to wait before going south half a year later.

Thinking of this, the old lady looked at Jiang Wan who was still busy eating, her brows drooping, "Yan'er will be moving south in a few months, and you have been married for more than half a year, why is there no movement in your stomach yet?"