Song Luan probably also figured it out. The plot of catching an adulterer in the original book probably also happened to the original owner and Huai Jin. Zhao Nanyu was now full of murderous intent, and it was not impossible that he stabbed Huai Jin to death in a rage.
The current situation between her and Huai Jin could not be explained in just a few words, and Zhao Nanyu had always been prejudiced against Huai Jin, so she didn't dare to take the risk.
Zhao Nanyu held her in his arms and gently touched her head, "Wait."
His voice was low and hoarse, and his expression was cold. The more it was like this, the more scared Song Luan became.
As expected, Zhao Nanyu took a step and walked straight towards the cabinet where Huai Jin was hiding. Song Luan's heart suddenly rose in the air, her heartstrings tense. She tugged at the corner of his clothes again, crying slightly, "I want to go back."
Song Luan thought of the scene where Huai Jin died tragically in the snow, and felt sorry for him. This simple and kind-hearted boy should not have ended up like this. Song Luan also realized that the fate of other people in the original book could be changed.
Zhao Nanyu sighed softly and stopped walking after hearing this. "What do you want me to do with you?"
Song Luan nestled in his chest, hooked her arms around his neck, and could clearly smell the strong smell of blood on him. She buried her face and said in a muffled voice, "I'm dying. I want to go back."
Zhao Nanyu gently pinched the tender flesh on her waist. He didn't like hearing the word death from her mouth. It was too unlucky.
After a long silence, he finally compromised, turned around and walked out in a different direction, "I'll listen to you this time."
As the door was closed, the sword that Zhao Nanyu had been holding in his hand flew out, and the tip of the sword pierced right into the middle of the closet, making a sharp sound.
Huai Jin huddled in the right corner of the cabinet, shivering, his whole body curled up into a ball. He had tried very hard not to jump out and die. When he could no longer hear any sound, Huai Jin dared to breathe loudly, pushed open the cabinet door, and crawled out. The sword that Zhao Nanyu had thrown at him was only a finger's distance away from him, and the chill ran down his spine to the back of his head.
He was so angry that his face turned pale. "You bastard, not only did you kick me, you even wanted to kill me! You are so petty! I am so mad at you."
I was so angry that I couldn't eat tonight.
There was a circle of red around Huai Jin's eyes. He had never seen such a scene since he was a child and was quite frightened. He really thought that he was going to become the ghost under Zhao Nanyu's sword.
Song Luan's whole body was burning hot, and she was restless the whole way she stuck to him, touching him randomly with her hands and feet, feeling uncomfortable all over, and humming randomly.
Zhao Nanyu firmly held down her hands, which were moving randomly, and said, "Don't be impatient."
Song Luan had been patient for a long time. Just now, when Huai Jin was around, she didn't dare to take off her clothes. But now, in Zhao Nanyu's arms, she was like a sex-hungry ghost, and his body was cool and very comfortable.
Before I knew it, it had darkened and the early winter night wind blew towards me, cutting my face like a knife. The cold wind kept blowing in through Song Luan's collar. She shivered, and although she was cold, her body temperature dropped.
Zhao Nanyu was afraid that she would catch a cold, so the attendant behind him handed her his cloak. He covered her with the cloak, and Song Luan was wrapped tightly, and not a trace of wind could reach her.
The black cloak was thick and warm, and seemed to still carry the refreshing fragrance that belonged to Zhao Nanyu.
Zhao Nanyu came on horseback. He first threw Song Luan onto the horse's back, then climbed on it himself, put her hands around his waist, and then waved the whip. The horse neighed and galloped away.
Song Luan was quickly taken home by Zhao Nanyu. The maids only saw the young master hurriedly entering the house with a woman in his arms, and they did not see what the woman, who was wrapped tightly, looked like.
Zhao Nanyu kicked the door open and ordered coldly, "Go and boil the antidote."
"Yes." The follower hiding in the dark immediately responded.
The house was warm with charcoal lit.
Song Luan rolled around on the bed, trying to take off her clothes but didn't know how. Zhao Nanyu came forward and took off her coat for her, and she felt a little better.
Not long after, someone brought in the prepared antidote. Zhao Nanyu patiently fed the medicine into her throat one spoonful at a time.
The antidote took effect quickly, and after a while, the heat in her body gradually subsided. After all the tossing and turning, Song Luan's fine hair was already wet with sweat, and her strength gradually returned.
She sat up slowly and asked, "How did you find me?"
Her maid was clearly sent away by Song Yu. Song Luan was actually very desperate at that time, thinking that she would never see him again.
Zhao Nanyu said: "I didn't see you back at 11 pm, so I went out to look for you."
In fact, there were guards hiding in the dark following her this time, but the room Song Yu chose had a secret passage, and she took Song Luan to another room through the secret passage.
The guards became suspicious when they saw that she had not come out for a long time, but it was too late. When the guards rushed in, the room was empty.
Following the secret passage, we found the room. When Zhao Nanyu arrived,
The ugly man was not dead yet. Song Luan had no experience stabbing someone for the first time, so he did not hit the vital point.
He was lying on the ground screaming in pain, and when he saw Zhao Nanyu he thought he was the man who came to save him.
Zhao Nanyu smiled at him at the time and asked gently, "Where is Song Luan?"
"Who is Song Luan?"
The man didn't know her name at all, and Song Yu didn't tell him in advance.
Zhao Nanyu smiled, "It's that woman just now."
The man swallowed his saliva, thinking of Song Luan's delicate and beautiful face. He said bitterly, "She stabbed me and let her run away! Brother, please save my life. My wound hurts so much. I tell you, that woman is so beautiful. When I catch her, I don't mind having sex with you... Uh!"
Before he could finish his words, a flash of sword light flashed in his eyes, and the sword in Zhao Nanyu's hand cut his throat cleanly.
The man died on the spot.
There will never be a chance to utter those obscene words that are too disgusting to hear.
Song Luan thought about it and felt that it was necessary to explain to him, "I was deceived by my sister."
Zhao Nanyu stroked her hair and replied, "I know."
In the past, Zhao Nanyu really didn't take Song Yu seriously. He just thought she was a selfish fool who would only use the stupidest ways to harm others.
Zhao Nanyu didn't believe that there was no one behind her planning this time.
Seeing that he looked calm, Song Luan continued, "She wanted to harm me, and then I ran away, and then you came here."
She tried to downplay the matter in a few words and didn't even want to mention Huai Jin.
It's for his own good not to mention him.
Zhao Nanyu pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled and praised her, "Well, you are really amazing."
The tension in Song Luan's heart loosened, at least Huai Jin was not involved.
If she hadn't met Huai Jin, who knows what would have happened.
But Song Luan still didn't dare to tell him that Huai Jin had saved her along the way. The male protagonist has severe jealousy and mysophobia. Huai Jin saw that she was in dishevel and had an unclear relationship with her before.
Zhao Nanyu probably wouldn't believe what she said, and might even think that Huai Jin and Song Yu had teamed up to do this.
Song Luan almost obeyed Zhao Nanyu's every request that night. The drug did work a little. Compared with their usual lovemaking, Song Luan was more relaxed.
It was another night where I couldn't fall asleep until the late night.
The low sobbing sound did not stop until the second half of the night.
The next time Song Luan heard about Song Yu was three days later. He heard that Song Yu was caught having an affair with a monk in a Buddhist temple while praying there.
Killing and the seeing of blood are not allowed in the temple. The monk was dragged down the mountain and beaten to death with sticks. The Song family took great efforts to save Song Yu's life, but now she cannot get married.
The engagement was cancelled and Song Yu was sent to a nunnery, never to be allowed to return to secular life in her lifetime.
After Song Luan knew about it, he felt a little bit happy and relieved. Song Yu deserved this fate.
In the past few days, Song Luan found it more difficult for her to go out. Nanny Lin watched her more and more closely. She originally wanted to sneak away, but now all her plans were ruined.
Zhao Nanyu's men followed her closely. She was nowhere to be seen at home, but as soon as she stepped out of the door, several people suddenly appeared from all directions.
Song Luan couldn't stand it no matter how good her temper was, and got angry at them, "Don't follow me! I'm not going anywhere."
Not only that, she also discovered that the servants seemed to be more respectful to Zhao Nanyu. It was only then that Song Luan realized that he had been promoted to the position of Censor-in-Chief.
Song Luan's heart sank. If she remembered correctly, not long after Zhao Nanyu became the Censor-in-Chief, the emperor of the Song family fell and the new emperor ascended the throne.
These things happened so fast that people can't recover.
But according to the original book, there should still be several months before Zhao Nanyu becomes the Censor-in-Chief. She was surprised to find that the timeline in the book had also changed.
The male protagonist gained complete power after the new emperor ascended the throne, and then gradually developed into a perverted demon king.
However, Song Luan couldn't take care of these things at the moment. The most urgent thing for her was to solve the problem of her personal freedom.
At night, she stood in front of Zhao Nanyu, coughed twice, and negotiated with him, "Can you withdraw your guards? I don't like too many people following me when I go out."
"Where are you going?"
Zhao Nanyu had given orders that his guards would not stop her except to places where she was not allowed to go.
Song Luan was silent.
Zhao Nanyu pinched her chin and smiled coldly, "Looking for Huai Jin?"
Zhao Nanyu is more jealous than anyone else in this world. His love is also a million times heavier than anyone else's.
After a pause, he lied to her and said, "Don't look for him anymore. I've killed him."
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