Song Luan's wet clothes were stuck to her body. Her hands were forced to press on his wounds, and her palms were stained with his blood. She climbed out of the bathtub, wiped the blood off her hands with a towel, bent down and sniffed her palms, which were still filled with the smell of blood.
She had just changed into clean clothes when Zhao Nanyu followed out with his chest naked. He found the hemostatic medicine in front of the cabinet and sprinkled the powdered medicine on the bloody wound. He gasped in pain. Song Luan pretended not to hear his gasp, paused for a moment, dried her hair and climbed back into bed.
Song Luan didn't know how he got injured. He was obviously an elegant and handsome scholar, and there was no need for him to wield swords and guns.
She didn't intend to ask, she was not very interested in Zhao Nanyu's affairs.
Most of Song Luan's face was hidden under the quilt, with her round eyes wide open. Even if she closed her eyes, she still couldn't fall asleep.
Zhao Nanyu wrapped the bandages and lay beside her, a faint fragrance filling his nose. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms, humming softly.
Song Luan didn't know where he learned the tune he hummed, but it was indeed very nice and calming.
Zhao Nanyu was a light sleeper and was awakened by her talking in her sleep in the middle of the night.
Song Luan unconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, her petite body curled up, and she went straight into his arms, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, she was not conscious, and she choked and said in a daze: "It hurts, it hurts so much."
All my limbs and bones felt chilly, and my internal organs ached so much that I couldn't breathe.
I felt cramps in my lower abdomen and my heart felt like it was being stabbed again and again. It hurt so much that I couldn't stand up straight.
There were large patches of dark red in the dream, and the whole world seemed to be covered in blood.
Zhao Nanyu's face turned pale when he heard her voice. He was speechless and could only hug her tightly, murmuring in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It won't hurt anymore."
Song Luan obviously couldn't remember what he said last night. He stretched and got up from the bed.
The weather was sunny, but the winter sun was a little dazzling.
Song Luan discovered that the two beauties that the old lady had sent yesterday were missing. She casually asked Nanny Lin, "Where are the two girls?"
Nanny Lin replied, "Dong Hui was ignorant and offended Master last night, so she was punished. As for the other one, Master also sent her back to the old lady."
Dong Hui was beaten with a stick and then sent out of the house. The young master was ruthless and had someone cover her mouth so that she couldn't make any sound. In the end, she was covered in blood and flesh, which was horrifying to look at.
Most of them want to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, which is exactly what the people below are thinking.
The young master had someone clean up the bloodstains on the ground last night, for fear that it would scare the lady.
Nanny Lin didn't tell her any of this.
Song Luan was indifferent, and said with a rather regretful tone, "I think those two girls are quite pretty."
It's just that I was too impatient and didn't find the right time.
"She is not half as pretty as the lady." Nanny Lin said.
Song Luan looked at the face reflected in the mirror. This face was exactly the same as hers in modern times. Although still beautiful and charming, it lacked some vitality, and there was a hint of vicissitudes hidden between its brows.
She touched her cheek, feeling dazed. I don’t know if she still has a chance to go back?
Shi Ge'er got up late, dressed himself and came out of the room. He had fallen asleep after Zhao Nanyu came back last night. He didn't see his father, so his face was depressed.
He climbed onto Song Luan's legs, looked up at her and asked, "Mom, where is father?"
Song Luan said embarrassedly, "Mother doesn't know either."
Shi Ge'er was dejected, "I haven't seen my father for many days."
He stayed at his grandfather's house for a few days before the Chinese New Year. After being sent home, his father was busy taking care of his unconscious mother and had no time to see him.
Listening to the child's complaints, Song Luan didn't know what to say.
"Well, maybe he will be back in the evening." She added, "Then you will be able to see him."
Shi Ge'er felt lost, and Song Luan teased him, "It turns out that Shi Ge'er only likes my father and not me."
Shi Ge'er blushed and stammered, "No...no."
He tilted his neck back, kissed her on the face, and whispered in her ear, "I love mom the most."
On the Lantern Festival, the Empress Dowager, who had nothing to do with her, sent someone from the palace to invite her to visit the palace and specifically asked her to bring her child with her.
Zhao Nanyu looked at the eunuch who came from the palace, frowned slightly, and put his arm around her shoulders, "Don't worry, we're just going to talk."
Song Luan did not have a good impression of the palace. She was still frightened by the poisoning by Song Yu. But she still didn't know how she fell into the trap.
She asked worriedly, "What does the Queen want me to do? I haven't even seen her."
Although the queen was not deposed that time, her family was cut off from all its branches and its vitality was severely damaged. The Tenth Prince also lost his advantage in vying for the throne. Now the only one she can rely on is the Sixth Prince who is raised by her knees.
He has always been on good terms with the Sixth Prince, so perhaps the Queen wants to win him over.
"Don't think too much. She wouldn't dare to do anything to you."
"That's good."
Shi Ge'er slept on Zhao Nanyu's legs. She felt it was stuffy in the carriage, so she lifted the curtain. She forgot that Zhao Nanyu was still injured. After being blown by the wind for a while, he covered his throat and started coughing.
Song Luan asked awkwardly, "How is your injury?"
Zhao Nanyu's face turned pale. "It's nothing serious, don't worry."
His coughing never stopped, and Song Luan's ears hurt, so he closed the window silently.
When they arrived at the inner palace, Song Luan found that the Queen had invited more than just their family to the banquet. Song Luan saw He Run and Song Heqing.
It's still early and the banquet has not started yet.
Song Heqing appeared from the corner, looked at his sister, then glanced at Shige'er hanging on Zhao Nanyu's back, and said, "I want to say a few words to Aluan."
Zhao Nanyu nodded and left consciously, "Okay."
Song Heqing felt so distressed when he saw his sister's thin body. He sighed and cursed loudly, "Zhao Nanyu, that bastard, actually made you suffer so much. Look at how thin my precious sister has become!"
Song Luan's eyes turned red, and she said in a low voice, "Brother, I want a divorce."
Song Heqing touched her hair. If it were in the past, with their family's power, it would not be difficult to force Zhao Nanyu to divorce by taking advantage of their power. But things are different now. Zhao Nanyu is no longer an insignificant official. A few days ago, his father was impeached and was about to be imprisoned. At the last moment, it was Zhao Nanyu who begged for mercy and saved his life.
Now that the emperor is seriously ill, the Sixth Prince quickly ascended to the throne and took control of the real power.
No one dared to disobey him.
Several princes were suppressed by him one by one, and the seriously ill old emperor did not stop him. The overall situation was mostly settled, and he was just waiting for the edict to appoint a crown prince.
Zhao Nanyu also rose with the tide and rose rapidly to the top. His methods were extremely vicious, and he killed many people without mercy.
On the day Song Luan had a miscarriage, Aunt Lin went to the Zhao family and made a scene despite being stopped. She cried very ugly and scolded Zhao Nanyu harshly. Not only that, she also wanted to take Song Luan home and force them to divorce.
Song Heqing was there at the time, but he did not stop Aunt Lin. His sister had suffered such a great injustice, and her family would definitely support her.
Zhao Nanyu allowed Aunt Lin to beat and scold him, but he would never let her take the person away.
When Aunt Lin had made enough of her fuss, he spoke with a cold look in his eyes and a hoarse voice. His words were threats both explicitly and implicitly, threatening the Song family's future and the lives of his family members, meaning that he would never let Song Luan leave his side.
No one can.
Zhao Nanyu even smiled and said, "Even if Song Luan runs back by herself, you have to send her back to me in the same condition."
It was the first time in all these years that Song Heqing saw Zhao Nanyu so crazy, as if he would kill any god or Buddha he met.
Aunt Lin was so angry at his words that she fainted, and when she woke up she was unable to do anything about him.
Now facing his most beloved sister, Song Heqing felt very guilty. He touched her hair and was speechless.
After a long silence, Song Heqing asked her, "You still don't like him?"
After so many years of marriage, our child is already five years old.
Still don’t like Zhao Nanyu?
Song Luan thought about her brother's question seriously, raised her head, with a mixture of emotions in her eyes, and replied: "I liked him before."
Yes, I liked it.
Zhao Nanyu is good-looking, and he is not bad to her. He is willing to accommodate her in many things. She was really moved by him before.
After a pause, she added in a low voice: "But I don't like it now."
Liking him is a painful thing.
Not only Song Heqing heard these light words, but Zhao Nanyu who was leaning against the wall also heard them all.
His face was pale and lifeless.
Song Luan also noticed that something was wrong with her brother. She remembered that Zhao Nanyu seemed to have gradually taken control of the power. She smiled and said, "Brother, it's okay. I'm just complaining to you."
Song Heqing felt even more distressed, "You don't have to be so sensible."
His sister should be spoiled and no one should offend her.
She suffered because of the incompetence of her family members. If it were in the past, when facing Zhao Nanyu just now, he would rush up and kick him twice, then say "Pah" and call him a bastard.
Song Luan laughed and said, "I'm not sensible!"
The brother and sister had been talking for an incense stick of time, but Zhao Nanyu couldn't help but emerge from the darkness and coughed twice, "The child is about to wake up."
Song Heqing didn't want to look at Zhao Nanyu, a little beast in human form, any more. "I won't bother you anymore. Your sister-in-law must be getting impatient."
Zhao Nanyu suddenly said, "Your father was demoted."
Song Luan's eyelids twitched, but she pretended not to hear. She raised her hand and pointed at the young man in crescent-shaped white clothes not far away, "That young man is really handsome."
Zhao Nanyu followed her line of sight, his expression indifferent, he smiled and continued, "Your brother has also been implicated."
"Well, I don't know which family he is from. I'll go and ask around later." Song Luan continued to provoke him.
Zhao Nanyu remained calm and continued, "Although you don't say it, you still blame me in your heart, and you are even afraid of me. You can do whatever you want to me, but you can't divorce me, even if I die."
Song Luan stopped talking and remained silent for a while, with a cold face, "Are you threatening me with my family?"
Zhao Nanyu nodded and admitted, "Yes."
So what if I'm despicable? He can only feel at ease when her wings are plucked up by the roots.
The little girl was so angry with him that her cheeks puffed up.
The male protagonist is so shameless.
Song Luan wanted to beat him to death, really.
Zhao Nanyu chuckled again, "You don't have to ask. The young man you just mentioned is named Shen, and he already has a fiancée."
Song Luan smiled and wanted to poke Zhao Nanyu's sore spot, "It's okay, I like it most when someone cheats on me, hehe."
Zhao Nanyu's eyebrows curved, "Naughty again."
He pinched her wrist and led her into an empty room, locking the door.
Zhao Nanyu pressed her against the door panel, his eyes were careless but looked very scary. He stroked her cheek lightly with his fingers without saying a word.
Song Luan was the first to admit defeat, "I'm not climbing a damn wall."
"You're being so fierce to me again!"
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