Huai Jin is a very handsome little boy. When he looked at Song Luan with red eyes and aggrieved look, she actually felt a little guilty. Song Luan never thought that this child was so stubborn. She didn't go to find him, but just waited outside by herself.
The corner was not a good place to talk. Song Luan looked around but didn't see anyone else. She was still a little worried, so she grabbed his sleeve and dragged him under the tree at the corner.
Shaded by the trees, golden light shone through the clearly-veined leaves and fell on his cheeks. The boy was almost glowing white, with red lips and white teeth, which was very handsome.
Song Luan tried to reason with him, saying in a nice way: "Huai Jin, I didn't know you were waiting for me. I have other important things to do today, so I really don't have time to talk to you here. I'm leaving first."
Huai Jin was not so easy to get rid of. He grabbed her arm, curled the corners of his mouth downward, and said in a loud voice, "Where are you going?!"
Song Luan quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would call other people. She lowered her voice and patiently explained, "It's not convenient to tell you this. I'm leaving first, and you should go back as well."
Song Luan ran away, and Huai Jin was also very smart, following her closely. He was so angry that his face turned green, "Are you planning to abandon me?"
Huai Jin is a smart guy. Song Luan hasn't come to see him for such a long time, so he probably doesn't want him anymore. Huai Jin still felt sad when he thought of this. He didn't know what he had done to make her angry.
Song Luan paused and thought for a moment. She thought it would be a good idea to make things clear with Huai Jin now, so as to avoid harming him in the future.
She turned sideways, her expression frozen, and she hesitated for several times before finally speaking, "Huai Jin, I..."
As soon as Song Luan opened her mouth, Huai Jin knew what she wanted to say. He blocked his ears with both hands, like a rogue, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."
"I haven't said anything yet, why don't you listen?"
"It's definitely not a good thing."
Song Luan sighed deeply, somewhat helplessly, but even if Huai Jin didn't want to listen, she had to say: "I was wrong before. I have a husband and children. There are differences between men and women, not to mention that I am still a woman. Huai Jin, we should not get so close in the future... Live your own life well."
Such a handsome boy, there will definitely be many girls who like him in the future.
Song Luan tried her best to secure a good future for him, rather than having him die tragically in the snow.
Huai Jin's eyebrows were so furious that they could pinch a fly to death. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He shouted angrily: "But you don't like that Zhao guy! You even said you wanted to leave him, and we... we didn't have anything to begin with. I wouldn't do that with you before you divorced me!"
Song Luan was completely relieved. Fortunately, these two people still had their moral integrity and did not cross the bottom line of relationships between men and women.
Since she couldn't persuade him, Song Luan didn't want to waste her precious time. She had to go back to the Song Mansion quickly and be back before dark.
Huai Jin refused to leave and insisted on following her. He believed that the reason Song Luan wanted to leave him was not because of shame, but because she had a new lover.
Huai Jin followed them all the way, and was finally surprised to find that the two people had arrived at the gate of the Song Mansion.
Two days ago, he was kicked by Song Luan's brother on this street. The location was not much different from where Zhao Nanyu kicked him. He still feels the pain.
The servants guarding the gate of the Song Mansion all recognized Song Luan and were stunned. They wiped their eyes to make sure they were not mistaken, then hurried over to greet her, "Miss Third! Why are you back?! And you didn't inform us in advance."
Song Luan said slowly: "I came back to see my mother. What's wrong? Do I need to report to you?"
"No, no, please come in quickly. I will go and inform Aunt Lin right away."
"No need, I'll go in and find my mother myself."
She was able to enter the Song family's gate, but Huai Jin was blocked outside the door. Several guards blocked the door tightly. They seemed to have known Huai Jin for a long time. Well, who wouldn't recognize the third lady's lover?
Relying on her memory from last time, Song Luan found Aunt Lin's yard. When she arrived, Aunt Lin was picking silk in the house to make autumn clothes for this year.
Song Luan's sudden appearance really frightened Aunt Lin, "Aluan, where did you come from?"
Song Luan was almost blinded by the gold and silver jewelry Aunt Lin was wearing. She replied, "I came to see you on my way out today."
She didn't dare tell the truth to her mother.
Aunt Lin rarely doubted the truth of her words. She stepped forward, held her hand, and said with a bright smile on her face, "You are so filial that you still remember to come back to see me."
After saying this, Aunt Lin asked the maids who were doing her makeup in the room to leave. She didn't like outsiders to be around when she was talking to her precious daughter.
Song Luan sat down and poured herself a glass of water. She drank half of it in one gulp and licked her lips. She asked, "Mom, can you speak in front of father?"
Aunt Lin narrowed her eyes. "Why are you asking this? What are you planning?"
Song Luan swallowed hard, but avoided answering, and just acted coquettishly with her mother, "Tell me first."
Aunt Lin thought her precious daughter was the most beautiful, and when she acted like a spoiled child, she was particularly lovable. She didn't even ask any more questions, but replied directly, "Can you say a few words?"
This was already her humble words. Song Luan was so beautiful, and Aunt Lin was her biological mother, so naturally she was also good-looking. Although she was old now, she still had charm.
In addition, Aunt Lin has a very good temper. She is very soft in front of Song Luan's father when she should be, and she is not ambiguous when she gets angry. Over the years, she has been quite favored by the master.
At least the master was willing to listen to what she said.
The tension in Song Luan's heart gradually relaxed. She was most afraid that Aunt Lin would not be able to speak in front of her father, so that she would not be able to remind her father not to go against the Sixth Prince.
"Mom, I heard some news from A-Yu yesterday."
Aunt Lin pricked up her ears and said, "You go ahead."
Song Luan confirmed that the doors and windows were closed, and then she whispered in Aunt Lin's ear: "I heard that the emperor intends to pass the throne to His Highness the Sixth Prince."
Of course, this was all nonsense. She didn't know who the emperor wanted to be the crown prince, but she knew that the future emperor would be the Sixth Prince, and that was enough.
Aunt Lin's eyes widened in shock. "Oh my God, Luanbao, you have really made progress. I thought you only knew how to have fun, but now you have started to inquire about this kind of thing. Not bad, not bad." After a pause, she asked, "But where did Ayu get this news?"
Song Luan couldn't explain any more, so she pretended to be unhappy: "Mom, don't you still believe me?"
"Oh, of course I believe you." Aunt Lin also guessed the deep meaning of what Song Luan said to her. If the emperor favors the Sixth Prince, then wouldn't their family be courting death in the future if they went against the Sixth Prince?
Aunt Lin also knew a little about what was going on in the court. She often had tea and admired flowers with the wives and concubines of high-ranking officials. The topic they talked about was nothing more than rouge and powder, but occasionally they would also mention who was demoted and who was promoted.
"Mom, just trust me. I'm just worried that something bad will happen to our family."
"Don't worry, mother will tell your father." Aunt Lin was tactful and good at speaking. If she wanted to tell the master about this, she would naturally not be as direct as Song Luan.
Suddenly, Song Luan heard faint crying. She raised her eyes and looked at Aunt Lin stupidly, asking, "Mother, is there anyone crying in the mansion?"
When Aunt Lin heard this, her eyes seemed to sparkle, and her face was full of gloating laughter, "Oh my, it's your sister Song Yu who is crying."
Song Luan's hand holding the teacup hesitated, "What happened to her?"
Aunt Lin said slowly, "She started having stomachaches the night she came back from the palace. She sought treatment from several doctors but none of them could cure her. You didn't see that in just a few days, she had become extremely thin. I felt sorry for her just by looking at her."
Song Luan looked at the smile that her mother couldn't suppress and felt complicated. Her mother didn't look like she was sympathizing with Song Luan! ?
Aunt Lin was very excited when she talked about other people's affairs, chattering tirelessly, "Yesterday I invited a master from the Taoist temple to take a look."
"What did the master say?" Song Luan's intuition told her that this must be Zhao Nanyu's revenge on Song Yu in order to avenge her.
Aunt Lin almost laughed out loud. She didn't like Song Yu at all. She was very scheming and acted pitifully. In the past four years, when Luanbao's husband came back, her eyes seemed to be on Zhao Nanyu.
"The master said that she has bad luck in her life and that only a happy event can wash it away." She moistened her throat and continued, "It just so happens that she has reached the age to get married. The master and the mistress have chosen a pretty good young man for her, and they have matched her horoscopes and arranged a matchmaking. They just got engaged this morning, but your sister has someone she loves and has been crying since this morning."
What's the use of crying? It's your parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, so you have to get married even if you don't want to. Aunt Lin treated it all as a good show. In this way, Song Yu didn't have to wait for her good son-in-law to divorce Luanbao, so she would have a chance.
Song Luan naturally had no good feelings towards Song Yu, who wanted to harm her. She was silent for a long time, and finally said, "This is good."
After saying this, Song Luan didn't plan to stay in the Song Mansion any longer, and Aunt Lin didn't keep her any longer either. She sent her to the door crying again. There was no carriage or even anyone to serve her. Aunt Lin knew what was going on.
However, she firmly believes that her daughter has a reason for everything she does and her baby daughter is never wrong.
Aunt Lin even secretly stuffed a bag of gold leaves into Song Luan's sleeves, fearing that she would be cold, hungry and poor.
Song Luan returned the same way she came and climbed back up the high wall the same way she did before. She had no idea that someone was waiting for her below.
Zhao Nanyu was wearing a green robe, his sleeves lifted by the breeze, his hair tied up high, his facial features appeared three points sharp, and a murderous aura came over him. He stood with his hands behind his back, his lips slightly raised, looking at her on the high wall, with a faint smile, and the gentle wind brought his gentle voice to Song Luan's ears. He said, "Be careful, I'll catch you below, don't get yourself hurt."
Song Luan's whole body trembled violently and her legs went weak.
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