Song Luan didn't know what was going on. The plot of the original book gradually became distorted and did not follow the original trajectory. She was a little at a loss.

In fact, the reason why Song Luan was so impressed by the jade pendant of the male protagonist in "The Powerful Minister" was because the book once wrote that after Zhao Nanyu became an important minister with absolute power, many women wanted to get into his bed. One girl failed to get into his bed and instead broke his jade pendant with her flustered hands and feet when she hurriedly ran away.

The woman's family background was neither high nor low, and her father was at least a fourth-rank official. Yet Zhao Nanyu didn't even notify anyone and simply had her dragged out of the room and beaten to death.

At that time, no one in the court could match him. He was arbitrary and brutal, and others had no power to fight back.

Kill him if you say so.

Moreover, as the book was almost coming to an end, Song Luan didn't see who the male protagonist gave the jade pendant to, and even the female protagonist didn't get it. He always wears it close to his body and has never taken it off for more than ten years.

Suddenly, Zhao Nanyu wanted to give her such a precious thing of his. How could Song Luan not be panicked? And since he told her to wear it around her neck, given his paranoid and authoritarian personality, he would definitely not allow her to take it off in the future.

One of the reasons why Song Luan didn't dare to ask for it was that she was careless. If it was broken one day, Zhao Nanyu would beat her to death just like he beat that woman. How pitiful it would be.

However, what she couldn't understand was why Zhao Nanyu was willing to give the jade pendant to her? why is that?

She was determined not to be so self-indulgent as to think that he liked her.

Is there any other reason besides this? She couldn't think of it either.

Facing Zhao Nanyu's dark eyes, she gritted her teeth and said yes.

Zhao Nanyu seemed very satisfied with her answer. He gently stroked her cheek with his fingers and his eyes curved into crescent shapes in a smile.

Every time Song Luan saw him smiling at her gently, she felt inexplicably scared and her heart went cold.

Back in the master bedroom, Zhao Nanyu asked someone to bring him a few red ropes, then he sat down and lowered his head, and began to weave the ropes seriously. He looked particularly handsome and gentle with his eyes lowered, and this look of his was very confusing to others.

For a moment, even Song Luan herself was stunned. She didn't expect that Zhao Nanyu could braid red ropes. Her slender white fingers were extremely flexible and she braided the rope in just a few strokes.

Then he raised his face, looked at her and said, "Give me the jade pendant."

Song Luan walked to the cabinet reluctantly, opened the door and took out a sachet, then carefully took out the jade pendant and handed it to him reluctantly.

Zhao Nanyu threaded the red string into the small hole of the jade pendant, then stood up. He was tall and slender, and Song Luan was only at his shoulder when he stood in front of him. She had to look up to see the expression on his face.

Zhao Nanyu gently tied the red string around her slender white neck. He seemed very happy and asked, "Do you like it?"

Song Luan couldn't say she didn't like it. She touched the jade pendant on her neck involuntarily with a complicated expression, "I like it."

Zhao Nanyu naturally put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder, closed his eyes gently, and sighed, "As long as you like it."

She was his and could never run away.

Even though Song Luan had been hugged by him many times, she still felt nervous. Her limbs were stiff and she didn't know where to put her hands. She suddenly spoke and asked him in a roundabout way, "I heard there are many beautiful girls in Quzhou. Have you met one or two?"

Song Luan quickly added, "Don't tell me no, I won't believe it."

Zhao Nanyu smiled, misunderstanding that she was jealous, and replied, "No."

"You lied to me."

Since he was injured, it was impossible that he had not met the heroine. As for why he was the only one who returned to the capital without seeing the heroine, something must have happened in between.

Zhao Nanyu enjoyed her little temper and kissed the corner of her mouth, "No."

Unable to get any words out of him, Song Luan felt a little discouraged and simply gave up.

After Zhao Nanyu stayed with her long enough, he went to the front yard to see Shi Ge'er. The child naturally missed him after not seeing him for more than half a month.

After checking Shi Ge'er's homework, Zhao Nanyu picked up the child. Shi Ge'er subconsciously hugged his neck. During the days when his father was away, he slept with his mother.

Shi Ge'er has fallen in love with the unique scent of his mother, and feels comfortable sleeping with her in his arms every day. Now that his father is back, the child doesn't know if he can continue to sleep with his mother. He guesses that it is probably not possible.

His father would never indulge him, but Shi Ge'er couldn't help but asked softly, "Father, can I sleep with my mother tonight?"

Zhao Nanyu didn't even think about it and said, "No way."

Shige'er's mouth drooped, and he looked dejected, "Okay."

My father is a man of his word. No means no. No amount of crying, throwing a tantrum, or acting pitiful will change his mind.

Shi Ge'er didn't know that he had wounds on his body. He was carried all the way to Song Luan's room. When he put the child down, Song Luan found that his light-colored clothes were stained with reddish blood, which must be because the wound had split.

Song Luan quickly carried Shi Ge'er into the inner room, not wanting him to see this scene.

Then she came out and kindly reminded him, "Your wound has split open!"

Just now, I saw that he could walk and still had the strength, so I thought his injuries were not serious. The original book really did not lie. A serious injury is a serious injury. It's just that the male protagonist, this little pervert, is extremely patient. Apart from his face looking a little pale, there are no other flaws.

Zhao Nanyu sat down and began to undress in front of her. Finally, he faced her with his upper body naked and personally removed the gauze that bandaged the wound. Even though medicine had been applied, the wound was still bloody.

The gauze had been wrapped for too long and some of the cloth had stuck to the flesh and blood. Song Luan felt pain just looking at it, but the man was fine and pulled it off bit by bit without changing his expression.

Song Luan couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he took the initiative to say, "I'll get you the medicine."

Zhao Nanyu was resting on the bed, "Please help me apply the medicine."

Song Luan didn't dare at all. She couldn't bear to look at the wound on his chest for even one more moment. She was actually a little afraid of blood and felt very uncomfortable when seeing blood.

After crossing over, the symptom improved a little, but only a little.

Song Luan handed him the medicine tremblingly, "You should do it yourself. I'm afraid of hurting you."

Zhao Nanyu didn't make things difficult for her and quickly applied the medicine to herself. He closed his collar, and his clothes were half open and half closed. His noble face was reflected in the candlelight, beautiful and dazzling.

Song Luan swallowed her saliva, feeling that Zhao Nanyu's appearance was really seducing her. The words beautiful and handsome could be used to describe him at the same time, with delicate eyebrows and eyes and flawless white jade.

She glanced out the window and realized that it had gotten dark.

The food was already on the table. Song Luan and Shi Ge'er sat on one side, and Zhao Nanyu sat alone on the other side.

When eating, the only sound that could be heard in the room was the sound of chopsticks. As long as Zhao Nanyu didn't speak, Song Luan would keep her mouth shut.

The dinner was quiet. Song Luan didn't eat much. The jade pendant on her neck made her feel uncomfortable all over, as if she was labeled with this man and could never get rid of it.

After that, Zhao Nanyu ordered his servants to carry Shi Ge'er back to his own room, and only the two of them were left in the master bedroom.

Song Luan always felt that being alone with Zhao Nanyu was a very stressful thing. Not long after, she slipped away under the pretext of taking a shower.

Zhao Nanyu listened to the sound of water behind the screen, stood silently for a while, then walked out of the room, and the person hiding in the dark outside the house appeared behind him.

In the darkness, Zhao Nanyu's expression was difficult to discern.

The secret guard calmly reported to him what had happened in the past few days, and heard that she and Zhao Wenyan had run into each other several times. The look between Zhao Nanyu's eyebrows turned cold.

"Go down."

"yes."

When Song Luan finished taking a bath and getting dressed, she wanted to take off the jade pendant around her neck several times. She reached out to Ben Kong and then cowardly retracted her hand. She was powerless and had no luck in the future, so to disobey him and make him angry was tantamount to seeking death.

But she felt really uncomfortable, always feeling that she had become his property because of something of his hanging around her neck.

Song Luan sighed, resigned herself to her fate, put on her clothes and went out from behind the screen. Zhao Nanyu was sitting beside the bed and seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.

She had just come out of the water, wrapped in mist, with rosy cheeks, bright red lips, and a few drops of water hanging on her forehead. She was like a delicate and beautiful flower, waiting for people to pick her.

She was extremely familiar with Zhao Nanyu's eyes, exactly the same as the one she had when she drugged him that night.

Song Luan trembled all over and her heart tightened. She was really afraid of the way he looked in bed!

As long as you don't go to bed, everything is fine.

That night was just endless torment. She was humble, she sobbed, she begged for mercy, she was in a terrible state.

Song Luan walked over tremblingly, naively thinking that he couldn't do anything to her because he was injured.

But as soon as she approached him, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and threw her into the middle of the bed. He put his hands on her ears and looked down at her, his eyes becoming darker and darker.

Song Luan shrank her shoulders, fearing that he would eat her alive. She said: "Your wound..."

Zhao Nanyu lowered his head and bit her lips, tasting the blood as he wished. He untied her belt and replied, "It's okay."

His kisses fell on her facial features one by one, licking the blood that overflowed from the small cut on her lip.

Song Luan was so scared that she struggled to resist, but he held her waist. The man saw her futile struggle and chuckled.

He held her waist and gently stroked her butterfly bones with his fingers, "Be good."

Song Luan could hear the threat in his three simple words.

He seemed to be saying "If you move, I'll kill you."

Really can't afford to offend.