Zhao Nanyu was stunned and paused. The wind was howling in the night. He almost thought he had misheard what she said. He said firmly, "No."
How could I bear to kill her now? I wish she could be healthy and worry-free.
Zhao Nanyu hugged the person in his arms tighter, pretending to be unintentional, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
It was still a little chilly at night. Song Luan suddenly felt his embrace was very warm. She snuggled into his arms. She was still a little depressed. "Nothing. I was just asking."
Song Luan thought that maybe she was too frightened. Zhao Nanyu didn't look like he wanted to kill her and seemed to be quite nice to her. As for the plot of the original book, she no longer wanted to think about it. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. It would be better to just let things take their course.
She still didn't plan to follow the plot line, as that would hurt too many people, especially Shi Ge'er, who was only four years old this year, an obedient and pitiful child.
But she also didn't know if she would be punished for deviating from the original book's route.
There will always be a way when you reach the mountain, Song Luan comforted himself.
Zhao Nanyu held her waist tightly with his broad hands and whispered, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
Song Luan nodded, and this time she listened to his words, "Okay."
Zhao Nanyu held her in his arms and walked to the palace gate. He met many colleagues along the way. The fireworks had just ended and officials were leaving the palace together. It was normal to run into them like this.
As long as one is a human being, he or she likes to listen to gossip. The third daughter of the Song family was really famous, and her father was very successful in the court. Most people had heard about the gossips and grievances between Song Luan and Zhao Nanyu, and many arrogant literati had also ridiculed Zhao Nanyu in their hearts.
At this moment, seeing him holding Song Luan with a gentle expression, she thought for a moment that she had seen things because of the dim moonlight, but after wiping her eyes, she realized that she was not seeing things. And the woman in his arms was truly incredibly beautiful.
The moonlight poured down on her jade-like face, her skin was as white as snow, and her appearance was delicate.
Zhao Nanyu raised her hands imperceptibly, and her wide sleeves just covered her face.
He quickened his pace, obviously anxious to leave. But there was someone who didn't know how to read his expression. He came forward and took the initiative to greet him, "Brother Zhao."
Zhao Nanyu nodded and said, "Master Chen."
"Brother Zhao, why didn't I see you when we were watching the fireworks just now? I didn't see your wife either." Lord Chen had no ill intentions. The Sixth Prince had been in the limelight recently, and Zhao Nanyu was close to the Sixth Prince, so he just came up to get close to him.
Zhao Nanyu was always very kind to his colleagues. Even if he felt disgusted, he remained calm. He replied, "My wife was not feeling well just now, so she didn't go over."
"So that's how it is." Lord Chen glanced at his arms, but the beauty was covered tightly by him and he could not see anything. He smiled and said, "I wonder if Brother Zhao is free tomorrow? I have something I want to ask Brother Zhao."
The Emperor has been ill for several months, and he did not look well at today's birthday banquet. Everyone is guessing that the Emperor will probably appoint a Crown Prince in the near future, but they cannot figure out who the Emperor has in mind for the crown prince.
Several marriages were arranged at once tonight, the most prominent of which was that of His Majesty the Sixth Prince. Coupled with the Emperor's preference for the Sixth Prince in recent days, there are now many people who are optimistic about the Sixth Prince. He also wanted to test the waters.
Zhao Nanyu thought about it and replied, "Okay."
Song Luan felt uncomfortable because of his sleeves. Just when she was about to stick her head out, he ruthlessly pushed her head back.
The carriage was waiting at the palace gate. Zhao Nanyu carried her up. She was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Her little face was flushed red, which looked very delicious.
Ever since he and Zhao Nanyu consummated their marriage, he liked to touch her. Kissing and biting her were the norm. This time, he couldn't help but bite her cheek.
Song Luan turned her head away angrily and didn't speak to him on the way back home.
The lanterns in front of the Zhao Mansion were hung high, and the two ferocious stone lions looked even more ferocious at night. They almost returned to the mansion with Master Zhao Erye.
Zhao Nanyu had a distant relationship with his second uncle and they rarely spoke to each other on weekdays. After bowing and greeting, he took Song Luan's hand and went straight back to the courtyard.
Song Luan slept for a while in the palace. She was not sleepy at all now. After taking a bath and washing her face, she sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed in her middle dress. When Zhao Nanyu finished taking a bath, changed clothes and came out from behind the screen, she remembered what she had forgotten.
She stretched out her hand to Zhao Nanyu, "Where are the gold and silver jewelry my brother gave me!"
It disappeared while she was distracted. It must have been hidden by Zhao Nanyu.
Zhao Nanyu wiped his hair clean and answered her, "I'll put it away for you first."
Song Luan thought that he was not a stingy person, so why was he greedy for her things now? What's more, Zhao Nanyu didn't lack money at all, and even if she gave him her jewelry, he wouldn't be able to use it!
Is he trying to make things difficult for her on purpose?
"I've already told you not to help me collect them. It's not like I don't have a place to put them! How can you take my things?" Song Luan said indignantly.
Zhao Nanyu pondered for a moment, and seemed to think that what he did was not fair. He replied: "Go to the warehouse tomorrow and choose the jewelry you like. You can take whatever you like."
All the gold and silver jewelry in his warehouse were given by the emperor. Even if Song Luan wanted to pawn them for money in the future, no pawnshop would dare to do so.
Song Luan didn't know about this. After thinking about it, she felt that it didn't seem to be a loss. Fearing that he would regret it, she quickly said, "You said it yourself, so I won't be polite tomorrow."
Take whatever she wants means she can take as much as she wants. Treasures are good things in any dynasty and no one will complain about having too much.
Zhao Nanyu suppressed the smile on his lips and said okay.
Song Luan was not so sleepy now. She had almost finished reading all the books in the room. As for Zhao Nanyu's book, she couldn't understand it and had no interest in it. She rolled around on the bed twice, but still had no sleepiness. She put on a coat and said, "I'll go see Shi Ge'er. He must miss me."
Zhao Nanyu held her wrist and said, "I'll bring him over and let him sleep here tonight."
Shi Ge'er has indeed been kept under control by him these days and has not been close to Song Luan for several days. If he lets him come over this time, he will definitely be happy for a long time.
Zhao Nanyu went to the front yard holding a lantern. Shi Ge'er had not fallen asleep yet. He was lying on the bed in a very serious posture. His black eyes were wide open. He stared blankly at the ceiling, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Zhao Nanyu turned on the light in the room, found a coat for him, reached out and touched his head, and asked, "Brother Shi, can't you sleep?"
“Yeah.” No matter how serious the child was, his voice still sounded a little milky. He said, “Daddy, I had dinner in grandma’s room tonight. I waited for you and mom for a long time, but you and mom didn’t come back.”
When his parents are not at home, Shi Ge'er can't sleep well.
Zhao Nanyu pulled him out of the bed, put on his coat, then picked up Shige'er and said softly, "I'll take you to sleep with your mother."
Shi Ge'er's eyes curved with laughter, he hugged his father's neck tightly, and said sweetly, "Okay."
When Zhao Nanyu heard him laugh, he laughed too.
The father and son quickly came to Song Luan's room from the front yard. The candlelight inside was bright. Song Luan heard the noise outside and got out of bed impatiently. His old habit of walking barefoot came back again. He rushed to the door barefoot and saw Shi Ge'er in Zhao Nanyu's arms. His eyes lit up and said, "You came so quickly."
Zhao Nanyu reminded her, "Put on your shoes."
"Got it." She stepped forward to take Shige'er, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Shige'er, do you miss me?"
Shi Geer answered honestly, "I think so."
Song Luan liked being with her son, happy and without worries. She lowered her head and looked at him carefully, and couldn't help but sighed: "Has Shi'er lost weight? There is not as much flesh on his face as before."
Shi Ge'er shook his head, "I always eat well."
His father was very strict and never spoiled him in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, let alone allowed him to develop a picky eating habit.
Song Luan held him and felt that he was indeed lighter than before. She said, "That must be because you are too tired from studying. I will make you some soup tomorrow to nourish your body and make you plump and white."
Shi Ge'er blushed, "Mother, I am not a child anymore."
Even a four-year-old child knows that being fat is not good-looking. In fact, Shige is far from being fat. He is handsome and a little bit of fat on his face makes him look cute.
Song Luan laughed, "Oh, it's settled anyway. Come to my place after you finish your lessons tomorrow afternoon, okay?"
"OK."
Shi Ge'er also wanted to eat the food made by his mother. The pastries she made last time were very delicious. As long as it was made by his mother, even if it was not delicious, he would like it.
Song Luan was reluctant to let go of the little girl, and seemed to have countless things to say, "Did your uncle ever punish you when he was teaching you?"
Song Luan still remembered that in the past, not only Zhao Chao would punish Shi Ge'er by making him copy characters, but Zhao Nanyu would also be punished.
After she boldly mentioned Zhao Nanyu that time, the man agreed to it and she didn't know whether he was lying to her or not.
Shi Ge'er originally wanted to say that he had been punished, because he could not lie, but his father suddenly coughed, and the child immediately understood and shook his head, "No more."
Song Luan nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, you are only four years old, even if you don't understand, can't see, can't learn, you can't be punished." She was still worried, and reminded: "If your uncle wants to punish you in the future, come and tell mother."
In her heart, Song Luan treated Shiger as her own son, whom no one could touch or hurt.
Zhao Nanyu couldn't bear to watch it anymore and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of spoiling him?"
"You are too strict."
"Okay." Zhao Nanyu patted Shige'er's head, "That's enough talk, shouldn't you go to bed?"
Shi Ge'er reluctantly climbed down from Song Luan's legs, put on his shoes, and said to Song Luan, "Mom, I'm going to bed."
There was a bed that belonged to him in the side room, and Shi Ge'er had slept there many times. He was very familiar with the place and didn't need anyone to hold him.
He ran to the bed with his short legs, climbed onto the bed with some effort, and covered himself with the quilt.
Song Luan hugged her cute son, feeling satisfied, and stretched her body. "Then I'll go to sleep too."
Zhao Nanyu lay beside her without saying a word and quietly extinguished the candle. The room fell into darkness. Zhao Nanyu wrapped his palm around hers, and his palm felt a little cold.
In a daze, Song Luan heard him ask: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Song Luan disliked the coldness of his hands, broke free, turned over, and faced away from him. She answered him even though she was half asleep and half awake, "No more."
"That's good."
Zhao Nanyu grabbed her waist and pulled her back from the corner. He held her tightly in his arms, pressing her against his chest. He kissed her forehead and said, "This time, it's my fault for not taking good care of you."
It seems like we should let her go out less often in the future. Song Luan's beauty is unquestionable, as can be seen from the eyes following her today. She is even more beautiful when she is dressed up. There were countless hypocritical gentlemen who said they disliked her personality but coveted her in their hearts.
Zhao Nanyu thought, of course he had to hide her well and not give her a chance to be snatched away by others.
Even when he closed his eyes, he could still remember the feeling he had when he saw He Run hugging her tonight. Hatred and jealousy all rushed to his head, and he couldn't suppress it or control it.
Song Luan had fallen into a deep sleep and couldn't hear what he said, but she could feel someone kissing her, like a mosquito that couldn't be driven away.
It's so annoying.
Zhao Nanyu whispered in her ear, as if sighing, "I really can't do anything with you."
I just happened to fall in love with her.
That night, Zhao Nanyu did not touch her out of consideration for her body. He held her in his arms and slept properly. In the middle of the night, Song Luan couldn't stand the temperature of his body several times. Unfortunately, she rolled out of his arms and was pulled back every time.
In the end, she gave up resisting completely and lay in his arms in despair.
When she woke up, Zhao Nanyu was gone. Song Luan scratched her hair, remembering that someone had asked her to meet him to discuss something last night. She guessed that he must have gone out.
After getting up and washing up, Zhao Nanyu was no longer in the house.
Song Luan first went to the housekeeper to ask for the key to the warehouse, and then really went to pick out the gold, silver and jewelry in Zhao Nanyu's small vault!
Zhao Nanyu's warehouse was even richer than Song Luan had imagined. There seemed to be everything in the several large boxes. She even saw a wedding dress that was beautifully made and embroidered with gold thread. She almost couldn't walk.
Song Luan swallowed her saliva in a very ignorant manner and carefully selected several sets of jewelry from the box. While choosing, she specifically asked the butler which ones were more valuable?
Song Luan picked out the valuable ones and made calculations quickly, thinking that she could exchange these jewellery for money in the future and live a good life.
Little did she know that Zhao Nanyu had already calculated her plans thoroughly and left her no way out.
After picking out the jewelry, she felt refreshed. It was not late yet, and Song Luan did not forget what she had told Shi Ge'er last night that she would make soup for him.
The cooks were no longer surprised to see her enter the kitchen to cook. This lady simply had the ability to impress everyone.
The chicken and mushroom soup cooked by Song Luan this time is nutritious, delicious and smells fragrant. It took two hours of stewing before the chicken was finally cooked. Song Luan took a sip of the soup and it was neither salty nor bland nor greasy. It tasted really good!
When the soup was ready, Shi Ge'er came over.
Also coming with him was Zhao Wenyan who had just returned from school. The boy had been tempered in school and his brows had lost some of their sharpness, but his eyes were still clear and could not hide anything.
Song Luan was surprised. She didn't know when he came back. Aren’t you going to study in the academy?
Zhao Wenyan looked at her uncomfortably and said awkwardly, "I'm here to find my second brother."
Song Luan frowned, "Your second brother is not in the house, he went out."
He swung his sleeves angrily and started to lose his temper for no apparent reason, "I know! I'm leaving!"
Song Luan's face was full of confusion. She really would never understand why Zhao Wenyan was angry? ! It’s really hard to guess what adolescent children are thinking.
Zhao Wenyan walked halfway and turned back, "Then I'll wait here for my second brother to come back."
He insisted on staying, and Song Luan didn't want to chase him away. She just felt a little sorry for her chicken soup.
Song Luan tried her best to ignore Zhao Wenyan, treating him as air and not actively talking to him. She was completely satisfied with only Shi Ge'er. She served Shi Ge'er a small bowl of soup, blew on it for fear that he would get burned, and then handed it to him, "Drink more."
Shi Ge'er held the bowl and drank the soup obediently, "It tastes good."
"Really? Then mother will make soup for you every day from now on, okay?"
"No way." Shi Ge'er shook his head seriously. He went on to say, “Father would not agree.”
My mother is in poor health, how can I make soup for her every day? You will be tired.
Song Luan thought about it and it seemed to be like this. Zhao Nanyu looked easy to talk to, but in fact he was authoritarian and his way of doing things was absolute. That person's brain circuit was also different from that of ordinary people, so he might really not agree.
"Okay." However, Song Luan still explained to the child, "Actually, Mom's health is not that bad. She ate something bad a few days ago, but it won't happen again in the future. You don't have to worry about me."
Children are the most sensitive. Song Luan doesn't want to see Shi Ge'er mature too early. She is worried about her health. She hopes that Shi Ge'er can have a happy childhood.
Shi Ge'er was very stubborn, "No, I have to take good care of my mother."
Song Luan couldn't do anything to him, "Okay."
Zhao Wenyan was completely ignored. After eating, he stood up and said in a hurry, "I'm leaving."
He seemed to feel disgusted every time he looked at Song Luan.
Song Luan was very satisfied with him like this. It seemed that only the results related to her could not be changed, while the fate of everyone else had changed.
The more Zhao Wenyan hated her, the happier she was.
Zhao Nanyu returned home near dusk. As soon as he entered the house, he asked, "Did A Yan come to see you today?"
Song Luan was lying on the couch peeling melon seeds. She paused and said, "No, he came to see you." She turned over and brushed off the crumbs on her body. She was surprised. "How do you know everything?"
Zhao Nanyu opened his mouth and replied: "The housekeeper said so."
Song Luan had no doubts, "Oh."
She was a tiger-headed doll, so she believed what the male protagonist said.
Of course Song Luan didn't know that Zhao Nanyu's spies were all around her.
The maids who serve on weekdays and the guards who hide in the dark.
She lived in a huge web he had woven and couldn't escape.
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