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

"I won't stay here, let me out." Jiang Wan did not show any sign of weakness and looked at Fu Yan with firm eyes.

Fu Yan seemed to be completely enraged by her words. He pulled Jiang Wan's hand and walked towards the inner hall.

Jiang Wan's eyes were dark, "Fu Yan, this is just your possessiveness at work!"

Fu Yan seemed not to hear what Jiang Wan said.

Still walked in regardless.

The atmosphere between the two people dropped to the lowest point.

All the servants in the room were cleared out.

There were only two of them left.

Jiang Wan is a woman, and Fu Yan has been practicing martial arts since childhood, so how could she be his opponent?

After being thrown heavily onto the bed by Fu Yan, she propped herself up and sat up, looking at Fu Yan.

"Fu Yan! Are you crazy?" Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan, who was usually calm.

Now her face was slightly flushed, and there seemed to be a storm in her eyes.

"Yes, I'm crazy!" He lowered his eyes and buried his head.

A hoarse, tired but unusually strong voice came to Jiang Wan's ears, "I'm crazy thinking of you all the time, I'm crazy wanting to be with you day and night, I'm crazy dreaming of you every night..."

"Why have you become like this?" He murmured the last sentence softly.

Fu Yan knelt in front of the couch and looked up at Jiang Wan, emotions surging in his eyes, almost drowning him.

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, "I have changed?"

Then he chuckled softly: "Is it me who has changed, or have you never understood me?"

Fu Yan held her hand and said, "Jiang Wan, although I wasn't good enough to you in my dream, I am slowly changing now."

Fu Yan's eyes showed some humility, but Jiang Wan was puzzled by his words.

Fu Yan was talking about what it meant that he treated her badly in the dream.

Jiang Wan grabbed his sleeve and said, "What do you mean by that? What do you mean you weren't good enough to me in my dreams?"

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan, his eyes tinged with a hint of infatuation that was not there before, "I dream about you every night."

He had seen many sides of Jiang Wan in his dreams, including when she was angry, when she was secretly crying, and when she was happily embroidering a purse for him with a sweet smile.

Jiang Wan couldn't even understand what Fu Yan said for a moment.

He dreams about himself every night. Why?

"Fu Yan, dreams are all fake." Jiang Wan's bright red lips uttered these words, which completely made Fu Yan collapse.

"No, it's all true. Everything, Ruyi Tea House, and my mother, are all true. How can they be false?"

Jiang Wan looked hesitant. What Fu Yan meant was that the things about Ruyi Teahouse and Li's were all dreams?

"What else did you dream about?" Jiang Wan held Fu Yan's hand tightly.

If these are really what Fu Yan dreamed about, then doesn't it mean that Fu Yan can know things about his previous life through the dream?

"I also dreamed that you and I lost our first child, but we will have another lovely child later."

Fu Yan started talking about his affairs in the court again. The more Jiang Wan listened, the more incredible it seemed to him.

Fu Yan can really dream about his past life.

How did that happen.

Jiang Wanben was still hesitant when Fu Yan told him that his father was still alive.

Jiang Wan finally believed it.

"So...you went to Jiangnan because of my father?"

Jiang Wan murmured.

Fu Yan nodded gently, "Yes, since I know that Wu Linghou is still alive, I naturally can't just ignore it."

"Jiang Wan, I know that everything in the dream is true, but don't worry, I won't be like in the dream, I will treat you well."

Jiang Wan's heart suddenly ached. If Jiang Wan in his previous life could have heard Fu Yan say something like this, he wouldn't have lived such a miserable life.

Jiang Wan received such a sentence in this life, but she no longer needs it.

"Fu Yan, we are husband and wife. I don't hate you. Let's just let each other go."

Jiang Wan knew how much she loved Fu Yan in her previous life. Everything she did for him was done willingly, and she did not resent Fu Yan at all.

I can only blame myself for not seeing it clearly earlier.

Fu Yan shook his head blankly, "Wanwan, nothing has happened yet. We still have a chance."

Jiang Wan shook his head, "It has already happened."

Fu Yan's five fingers that were tugging at Jiang Wan's sleeves turned white, and he stammered, not believing what Jiang Wan said, "How is it possible, I..."

Jiang Wan fixed his eyes on Fu Yan's face and moved closer to him: "Fu Yan, that was not your dream, it was everything I experienced."

It's not something that can be saved by just a few words from him.

Fu Yan shook his head. "How could that be, Wanwan, that was just a dream. Don't worry, I won't let that happen. Just believe me, okay?"

Fu Yan knelt on the edge of the couch, his eyes full of Jiang Wan, his tone filled with pleading and a hint of hope.

Jiang Wan lowered his eyes and looked at him...

I think of...a puppy wagging its tail.

She said firmly, "Fu Yan, my father is not dead. I have known it for a long time. I have been waiting for my father to come back after making military achievements. By then, the emperor will issue an order to confer a title on my father and also confer the title of princess on me. I am waiting. I don't want the title of princess in this life. I want to ask the emperor for permission to divorce you."

Fu Yan shook his head, "No, how would you know."

"Wanwan, I don't understand why we have to get divorced..."

Jiang Wan escaped from Fu Yan's gaze. It was true that he had not done anything in this life, but the hurt he had suffered in his previous life was not fake.

"Don't you understand yet? What you dreamed about was just my experience in my previous life. It's too late now. What you thought would happen in the future actually happened in the past."

Fu Yan thought carefully and recalled why Jiang Wan suddenly treated him differently.

That was the night.

So, it’s not that he can predict the future, but that he can dream about Jiang Wan’s previous life.

So there is nothing I can do to Jiang Wan.

Because she has been through it...

Fu Yan was a little at a loss for a moment.

He thought that nothing had happened yet.

He thought he could treat Jiang Wan well.

He thought they could be together forever.

"Wanwan, you..."

Fu Yan was speechless.

Although he had not done those things in this life, Jiang Wan had already experienced those things.

He was beyond redemption.

"I'm sorry...Wanwan."

Jiang Wan did not respond to his belated apology.

He left Wutong Courtyard directly.

This news also reached the old lady and Li.

It was the middle of the night and no one in the entire Zhenguo Mansion was resting.

A bombshell news hit everyone.

Their mistress, the duke's wife, the eldest daughter of the marquis's mansion...all quit their jobs.

Without even any warning, he left the mansion.

The old lady and Li immediately rushed to Wutong Courtyard.

At this time, there was only a lonely figure kneeling beside the bed in Wutong Courtyard.

He lowered his head with his eyelids slightly drooping, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

The whole body exudes an aura that says "keep away from strangers".

The old lady entered the house and looked around.

Staring, "I want to see if she really has that ability!"

Li followed and saw her son kneeling there, without any of his usual dignity.

She was filled with hatred and anger towards Jiang Wan. "Yan'er, don't worry, she doesn't dare to do that. She's just throwing a tantrum. She can't live without you. And she will come back in a few days."

The old lady looked distressed, "How can we save the reputation of the Zhenguo Mansion if this gets out? This is ridiculous. They can't even keep their daughter-in-law safe and let her run away."

Nanny Yuan comforted the old lady, "She must have been angry for a moment, so she ran away in a childish temper. Don't worry, old lady. She will come back naturally when the young lady calms down."