The news of Song Luan's pregnancy was not hidden, and Mrs. Zhao San and the old lady soon found out. Someone was sent over to deliver some supplements.
Song Luan had originally been in a good mood, but the coming and going of these people gradually made her nervous. When the Third Lady had nothing to do, she would cook soup and send it to her room every day. Thinking of the time when Song Luan lost her temper and went on a hunger strike because she missed her brother, the Third Lady could not help but feel worried, fearing that Song Luan would do something stupid again this time, so she would come to her room to talk to her whenever she had nothing to do.
"Did the doctor tell me how many months the baby is?"
At this time, Song Luan's belly was still flat, and there was no sign of pregnancy.
She shook her head. “I don’t know.”
She was feeling dizzy that day and didn't have time to ask anything.
The Third Madam sighed repeatedly, held her hand tightly, and said to her earnestly: "The first three months are the most important. When I was pregnant with A-Yan, I was very careful and didn't dare to move when I was sitting or lying down."
Song Luan touched her belly and felt a strange feeling in her heart. It felt magical that a new life was growing in her body.
The Third Madam smiled, glanced at her expression, and continued, "Look at all the nonsense I'm saying. You... have also given birth to a child, so you must understand all these things."
Song Luan replied in a low voice: "Well... I will pay attention."
Except for the fact that she found it a little difficult to accept when she first found out she was pregnant, after a few days, her mood gradually calmed down. Apart from the fact that she had a stronger bond with Zhao Nanyu, she was still happy about the arrival of this child.
Seeing that she was listening to what she said, the Third Madam was very relieved. She drank a cup of hot water, thought for a while, and said, "Aluan, I can see that Ayu doesn't have much place in your heart. Although I am not his biological mother, I have watched him for so many years. I know this child's character best."
She said slowly: "Although Ayu is a bit stubborn, I can see that he really likes you and loves you, and wants to live a good life with you."
Song Luan didn't expect that the Third Madam would talk about this with her. She was surprised and a little embarrassed, as if her thoughts could be easily seen through.
Zhao Sanfu smiled and said, "You also know that Ayu and I are not close. He rarely comes to my place on weekdays. The day before yesterday, he came to talk to me for the first time. I don't know if he was just imagining things and thought that you didn't want this child, so he asked me to come and persuade you."
Song Luan murmured, "I don't want this child."
The smile in Mrs. Zhao San's eyes deepened, and she held her hand more tightly. "I think so too. What mother in the world doesn't like her child? There is a little life hidden in your belly. I'm afraid you are too happy to be here."
"I misunderstood. I thought he didn't like children."
In the original book, Zhao Nanyu had no other offspring in this life.
"Indeed, Ayu has a somewhat cold personality, but I think he will like any child you give birth to."
Song Luan relaxed. There was no point in thinking too much now. She always distanced herself from the world before. She was a bystander who knew all the endings in advance. This child made her realize more clearly that she was living in a real world.
Everyone has his own destiny and his own belonging. Instead of the cold text on the screen.
After she became pregnant, the maids became more careful in serving her. Song Luan originally wanted to make two small clothes for the baby in her belly, but her needlework skills were so poor that she had to give up the idea.
However, Nanny Lin is very good at needlework. These days, she has started to help her sew shoes and socks for the children to wear in the future.
Song Luan had no interest in these things at first, but this time she watched obediently beside Nanny Lin, like a curious child, "Will this seam be too small?"
The socks look smaller than her palm. Will the baby really be able to wear them when it is born?
Nanny Lin smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's still a little too big."
"Ah? I was worried that the child wouldn't be able to wear it!" Song Luan didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly laughed and squinted her eyes. "It's okay. When it's big enough, you can give it to Shi Ge'er."
Nanny Lin didn't say anything. She lowered her head and concentrated on sewing the socks in her hands. After the lady became pregnant, her mind became naive, and there was no way Shi Ge'er could wear these socks.
On the day before the Spring Festival, there is a custom in the capital to hold a Lantern Festival.
Ever since Song Luan found out about this, she has been clamoring to go out and take a look. However, this time she didn't dare to sneak out of the house rashly, after all, she was pregnant.
Fortunately, Zhao Nanyu didn't plan to detain her this time. He wrapped her up like a dumpling and took her out of the door. The Zhao Mansion was not far from the street full of lanterns, but he insisted that she take a carriage.
Song Luan was a little reluctant, and her sad face showed that she was unhappy. She discussed with him, "Can we walk there?"
"The snow on the road has just melted. I'm afraid you'll slip."
"I'm such a grown-up! How is it possible that I can't even walk properly?"
Zhao Nanyu had a tense face, pursed the corners of his lips, and remained unmoved.
Song Luan stepped forward and pulled his sleeve, softening her voice and coquettishly said to him, "You are still here, can't you just look at me?"
Zhao Nanyu blushed, clenched his fist and put it to his lips, uttered a low "hmm", and took her hand, "Let's go."
The streets are filled with colorful lanterns. Both sides of the street are lined with small stalls, almost all of which sell lanterns. Each lantern is more beautiful than the other, and the animals painted on them are so vivid that they are a feast for the eyes.
The vendor said with a pleasant accent, "Sir, buy a hairpin for your wife? Your wife is so beautiful, she will look even better with a hairpin."
Song Luan looked towards her stall. Various hairpins were neatly arranged on the red cloth. They were unique in style and fine in workmanship, but most of them were made of silver.
Song Luan looked around and picked a hairpin in the shape of a silver butterfly and a flower. Then she looked up at Zhao Nanyu and said, "I want this."
Zhao Nanyu took out the hairpin with her slender fingers, looked at it carefully, and then gently inserted it into her bun with a gentle expression.
The two of them were very close. Song Luan smelled his scent and her white ears gradually turned red. She asked, "Does it look good?"
Zhao Nanyu tidied up her hair and said, "It looks good."
Song Luan poked her head out with a smile and asked the stall owner, "How much is it?"
"Two hundred coins."
Zhao Nanyu silently took out a silver ingot from his purse, handed it over, and said, "No need to change."
Song Luan was in a good mood as long as he could go out and play. It was a rare occasion that he opened his mouth to tease him, "This young master is really generous."
Zhao Nanyu smiled and rubbed her head without saying anything back.
Song Luan had long been accustomed to his silence. It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke it was always something bad and he always said things she didn't want to hear.
On this day, the streets are filled with young couples accompanying their children out shopping, and everyone has a bright smile on their face.
After crossing the long street, you can see an arch bridge. On the bridge are young boys and girls, most of them are shy and facing each other sideways. Most of these people come out to meet the person they like.
My parents also knew about it, but the people in Daliang are open-minded, and no one would say anything when we met on a day like this. My family won't stop me.
Song Luan saw an acquaintance on the bridge, Zhao Chao, whom she had never liked.
It seems that the several marriages that the matchmaker had suggested to him before did not work out.
Next to Zhao Chao stood a graceful little girl with a small round face, bright eyes, white teeth, and a rosy complexion. She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at him, and tightly clenched the handkerchief in her hand.
Zhao Chao's face was indifferent, and if you looked closely, you could even see the impatience between his brows. He didn't seem very interested in the girl in front of him.
Zhao Chao was really tired. These days his mother kept asking him to find girls, and she was very aggressive, not giving him any chance to breathe.
He looked around but couldn't find anything he liked.
Zhao Chao had a very good and discerning eye for people. He was afraid that all pretty girls would be like his second sister-in-law. But those with bad looks are not acceptable either.
He has a weak temper and crying can annoy him to death. It’s even worse if you have a bad temper.
As a result, Zhao Chao's picky behavior scared away many girls, and his mother was so angry with him that she couldn't eat. So she coaxed him out tonight, and according to his request, she asked someone to introduce them to a girl.
Zhao Chao had originally liked this girl. He liked her looks and figure, but she was too dull. The two of them stood on the bridge for an incense stick of time, and she couldn't utter a word.
Gradually, Zhao Chao lost his patience.
Song Luan stood at the end of the bridge, pointed at Zhao Chao not far away, and asked the man next to him, "Is the girl standing next to the third brother the one he likes?"
The wind was still a bit strong at the edge of the lake. Zhao Nanyu held her in his arms, covered her tightly with his cloak, lowered his eyes and said, "No."
"I don't think so. How can someone you like stand next to you and not move?"
"Um."
As Song Luan's mood improved, her complexion also became much better. Her cheeks were rosy and her lips were moist, making people want to take a bite to taste them.
Song Luan opened his mouth and wanted to continue asking him about Zhao Chao. But she didn't expect the man in front of her to grab her waist and take her to the corner.
There was no lantern in the corner of the wall, and no candlelight could be seen. Only the faint moonlight could make out the person in front of me.
Zhao Nanyu's heart was moved for a moment. His slender, white fingers lightly stroked her cheek, stopped at her chin, gently lifted her lips and teeth, lowered his head and took a bite of the lips he had longed for.
It was neither light nor heavy, but it still caused Song Luan a slight stinging sensation. She took a breath and hissed.
Zhao Nanyu tasted it briefly, then let go of her chin, licked his lips in satisfaction, and smiled, "Sweet."
Song Luan wiped his mouth and angrily hit him with his hand, "You scared me!"
Zhao Nanyu smiled, as if he hadn't tasted enough. He pressed her shoulders, pinned her against the wall, and kissed her again without saying a word.
The kiss was so delicate and lingering that Song Luan felt her head swell and she almost couldn't breathe.
Her little mouth was a little red and slightly swollen.
Song Luan was so angry that she didn't want to pay attention to him. She had a sour face and complained in a low voice, "You are so annoying."
Zhao Nanyu wanted to hold her hand, but Song Luan was reluctant and pushed him away without giving him face. "I want to walk in front of you."
If I walk with him, I might suddenly be caught in the dark and do something.
Zhao Nanyu was extremely well-behaved this time, following behind her obediently, and she only kept a distance of less than two steps from him.
As soon as Song Luan returned to the lakeside at Qiaotou where he had just been, he ran into Zhao Chao who was coming towards him. He had a cold face and this time he was unwilling to even give him a fake smile.
Zhao Chao didn't expect to meet her here, and asked in surprise: "Second sister-in-law?"
He was still wondering if Song Luan had taken advantage of the great festival to fall back into his old habit of flirting with other girls.
Zhao Chao looked at her with a gradually colder look in his eyes. Seeing his second brother behind him, he was startled, "Second brother is out too."
Zhao Nanyu said: "Well, she likes the hustle and bustle."
Zhao Chao discovered that his second brother seemed to be in a particularly good mood tonight, with smiles all over his eyes.
Zhao Chao has not been home these days and has been staying at his friend's house for refuge, so he doesn't know yet that Song Luan is pregnant.
He asked, "Have Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law had dinner?"
Zhao Nanyu replied in a deep voice: "Not yet."
Song Luan was also a little hungry. Maybe it was because she was pregnant with a baby. She got hungry easily and was very picky about food. She would not eat anything that was too sweet, too spicy, too greasy, or too vegetarian.
The three of them went to the restaurant together. Song Luan couldn't wait to order the roast duck that she had been talking about for a long time. She was so greedy that her saliva was about to flow out.
Zhao Nanyu gently reminded her, "Be careful or you'll vomit again."
Song Luan just wanted to eat, even if she had to vomit after eating, she couldn't help it, "I won't vomit." She patted her belly with a smile, "He has been very well behaved these two days, he doesn't make a fuss no matter what I eat."
If you eat more, your complexion will naturally improve.
Zhao Chao raised his eyebrows, "Second sister-in-law, what's this?"
Zhao Nanyu answered for her, "She is pregnant."
Zhao Chao's eyes suddenly became subtle, and he looked at Song Luan with complicated eyes. His gaze gradually moved down, glanced at her abdomen, and then retracted his gaze.
He forced a smile and said, "Congratulations, second brother."
Zhao Chao clenched his hands. There were many things he couldn't say with Song Luan present.
Zhao Chao looked at the unconcealed joy on his second brother's face and his heart sank.
Song Luan was only thinking about her roast duck and didn't notice the expression on Zhao Chao's face at all, but Zhao Nanyu saw it. The smile on his lips froze. His intuition told him that Zhao Chao had something to say to him, and it was not something good.
Zhao Chao silently said two words to him: Tianqing.
Zhao Nanyu suddenly froze and his whole body became stiff.
He almost forgot that there was still some residual poison from the Tianqing poison he had injected into Song Luan's body.
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