Jiang Wu’s heart skipped a beat.

Did Chu Ling have a dog’s nose? He was at a dinner party, and he could still smell the fragrance?

Fortunately, this was the fifth year instead of the first year, so she quickly calmed down and lowered her head to sniff, as if puzzled: “Is there a fragrance? Why can’t I smell it?”

After saying that, she smiled and looked up. She originally wanted to fool people by saying that maybe she got it from somewhere, but after meeting Chu Ling’s dark eyes that seemed to see through everything, she couldn’t make a sound.

She even had an illusion that Chu Ling actually knew everything.

No, no matter if it was one year or five years, she couldn’t remain calm in front of this person.

Fortunately, Chu Ling’s question seemed to be asked casually. He had already turned his gaze to the stage as if he didn’t care about the answer to the question.

The opera was singing “Zhaojun Going to the Frontier”. She didn’t know who specially ordered it to please the old lady. Jiang Wu thought it was really wonderful. She didn’t know whether the old lady was pleased or not, but Chu Ling must have been pleased.

Of course, this was Jiang Wu’s own guess. Chu Ling’s face would not show such an emotion as happiness. His silent face seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing that his attention was no longer on her, Jiang Wu finally relaxed and even felt like teasing him in her heart again.

It was normal that he didn’t look happy. When old lovers meet, there must be mixed emotions. It was hard to say which emotion Chu Ling felt more right now. After all, Chu Yan had been gone for more than ten years, not just a few days.

He was now above everyone else, and no one dared to say anything about him, including the Duke’s wife.

She didn’t dare to say anything to him, so she could only catch him and reprimand herself.

Before Jiang Wu left, her mother-in-law gave her a lecture, saying that a woman should respect her husband and that her husband was like heaven and so on.

To be honest, the Great Yan had a liberal culture, with few restrictions on women. It was quite common for couples to divorce and remarry. It wasn’t unusual for a husband to be devoted to his wife, even to the point of humbling himself. When people spoke of such things, it wasn’t in a disparaging manner; rather, they considered it a beautiful story.

But Jiang Wu’s husband was Chu Ling.

Was he her heaven? That was everyone’s heaven. Men and women were equally inferior in the face of absolute power.

So she agreed to whatever the old lady said.

You have to work on both sides.

Jiang Wu was a little flustered, and Chu Ling went into her main courtyard with her.

She didn’t understand. The real boss was about to come back. Shouldn’t Chu Ling be so excited that he didn’t want to see anyone?

He wouldn’t be in the mood to do this, would he?

But the fact was that no one could guess what Chu Ling was thinking. After Jiang Wu carefully followed him into the house, she heard him say, “Go take a shower.”

Go take a shower, this was Chu Ling’s usual signal.

Jiang Wu’s heart sank completely.