After rebirth, my wife just wants to be a widow

As soon as the words came out, Shen Ruoyan realized that her tone was too harsh.

Both of them were slightly stunned.

At this time, Miss Tang squeezed through the crowd.

She and Lu Yan were discussing how to improve irrigation channels just now. Lu Yan seemed to suddenly discover something and showed a smile that she had never seen before.

How to describe this smile?

It's like a person who has been wandering alone on the ocean for several months and suddenly sees a continent in the endless sea.

Satisfaction, longing, and a strong and burning sense of belonging.

All the feelings are so calm, but they also contain turbulent waves.

Before Tang Manman could realize what was going on, Lu Yan had already walked into the crowd, causing exclamations from everyone around him.

When she chased after him, she found a girl covered in mud standing next to Lu Yan.

"Brother Lu, what's going on?" Tang Manman didn't wait for Lu Yan's answer, and asked Shen Ruoyan, who looked like a little clay figurine, "Oh, little sister, did she accidentally fall into the rice field? Is there anything wrong? Injured?"

Shen Ruoyan turned her face away and remained silent without answering.

Sensing the strange atmosphere between the two, Tang Manman asked hesitantly: "You two... know each other?"

Lu Yan finally spoke, coughed slightly and said, "This is one of my...cousins."

cousin?

Shen Ruoyan turned her head instantly and stared at him in disbelief.

Lu Yan actually said that she was his cousin!

Could it be that there was really something going on between him and this Miss Tang?

Thinking of this, Shen Ruoyan felt even more sour in her heart.

Ever since she learned that Lu Yan was assassinated, Shen Ruoyan had not had a peaceful night's sleep. She rushed all the way from the capital just to confirm with her own eyes whether he was safe, but she never expected to see such a scene.

The more Shen Ruoyan thought about it, the angrier she became.

He sniffed, raised his feet, and wanted to walk back without looking back.

As soon as he took a step forward, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and he couldn't help but gasped.

Lu Yan came over quickly, squatted down, pinched her ankle and checked it again.

"It hurts!" Shen Ruoyan burst into tears physiologically, feeling even more aggrieved.

"It's a little swollen. I'm afraid it was twisted when I fell down just now." Lu Yan looked at the little girl's aggrieved look, and felt so soft in his heart, "Come on, I'll carry you back."

"No." Shen Ruoyan refused angrily, but she still considered Lu Yan's face and explained angrily, "I'm dirty."

The little girl's eyes were red, like a dirty kitten, but she still maintained her arrogance, which was really cute.

Lu Yan picked up the hem of Shen Ruoyan's clothes and rubbed it against himself.

The muddy water spread, and the cool azure satin was immediately stained with a large tawny mark.

Lu Yan said with satisfaction: "Okay, now I'm dirty too, can I carry you on my back?"

As he spoke, he squatted down, as if he couldn't get up if she didn't get up.

Thinking that there were so many people watching, Shen Ruoyan climbed onto his back helplessly.

Lu Yan weighed the person and brought them closer.

"Why is Ayan angry?" Lying on Lu Yan's back, the clear voice of the young man came from the front.

Since Lu Yan couldn't see her, Shen Ruoyan muttered angrily: "I'm not Shen Ruoyan, I'm your cousin."

As he spoke, he shook his calf vigorously, as if he was upset and wanted to kick him.

Lu Yan glanced sideways at her and said nothing, but his eyebrows were slightly lowered, revealing a soft arc.

"There are others around today. If I tell you your true identity, some people may gossip." Lu Yan explained.

As the daughter of an aristocratic family, she should naturally be kept in a boudoir. If she suddenly appeared in the fields, if it reached the ears of interested people, who knows what kind of words would be made up, so Lu Yan did not publicly disclose Shen Ruoyan's identity.

Shen Ruoyan also understood Lu Yan's intentions, but she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. She snorted dissatisfied and asked, "Why didn't you say I was your maid?"

She was joking about Lu Yan being the swordsman in Tianyan Pavilion.

"If I don't say you are my cousin, how can I take care of you naturally?" Lu Yan said very softly, with a suspicious faint blush on his face.

Shen Ruoyan lowered her eyes, not noticing Lu Yan's change, and asked in a low tone: "Do you want to take care of me more conveniently, or do you not want Miss Tang to know my identity?"

Lu Yan was stunned.

After a moment of silence, a deliberately suppressed laughter burst out of his chest.

Sticking to his back, she could clearly feel the slight vibration, which made the tips of Shen Ruoyan's ears feel hot.

The young man laughed for a while and seemed to be in a good mood, "Ayan, are you jealous?"

Shen Ruoyan lay on his shoulder and said nothing. Finally, holding her breath, she simply opened her mouth and bit Lu Yan's shoulder.

Her strength isn't heavy, but it should still hurt a bit.

But Lu Yan didn't seem to feel anything, and said in a pleasant voice: "Ayan, you have to believe in me, and you have to believe in yourself."

Lu Yan took Shen Ruoyan back to his residence and asked someone to bring hot water. Shen Ruoyan took a comfortable hot bath, washed away all the stolen goods, and put on clean clothes.

The dry touch restored her mood a little.

She moved a chair and sat in the yard, wrapping her wet hair in a towel. Shen Ruoyan wanted to take advantage of the afternoon sun to dry her hair.

Suddenly, she felt someone approaching from behind, and the familiar fragrance of vegetation on the person's body made Shen Ruoyan guess the identity of the person.

Still feeling a little twisted in her heart, Shen Ruoyan pretended not to notice Lu Yan's arrival and continued what she was doing.

A pair of slender and strong hands took what was in her hand. Lu Yan's voice became a little hoarse, and he felt an indescribable temptation: "Ayan, let me help you."

Shen Ruoyan was stunned for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, Lu Yan had already taken the towel from her hand and gently wiped her hair.

Thanks to the maintenance she has taken since childhood, Shen Ruoyan's hair is thick and thick.

Qin'er usually helps her take care of it, but now that Qin'er is not around, the black silk on this side makes Shen Ruoyan a little impatient.

But Lu Yan was very patient.

He dried his hair with a towel, and when the water stopped dripping from the tips of his hair, he replaced it with a dry towel and placed it on Shen Ruoyan's back shoulders.

Lu Yan did not use the comb immediately, but ran his fingers through the hair and carefully separated Shen Ruoyan's hair.

Seeing that hand with distinct joints intertwined with her hair, Shen Ruoyan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She could clearly feel Lu Yan's kindness to her, but she couldn't help but think of the scene of Miss Tang and Lu Yan together in her mind.

Are men born to fall in love with many people at the same time?

In Lu Yan's heart, do Bai Yueguang and Cinnabar Moles also exist at the same time?