The last time Song Luan got pregnant, she didn't have time to be happy because the baby was aborted. It can be said that she has no experience in pregnancy.
She was very happy that the baby in her belly could move. She gently placed her hands on it and stroked it slowly, saying with great joy, "She will definitely be an active little girl in the future."
Not only Song Luan wanted a girl, Zhao Nanyu himself also wanted a girl.
It would be best if he looked like her, smiled sweetly at her and called her daddy.
A faint smile spread across Zhao Nanyu's eyes. His palms were still a little cold, and he touched her belly through her clothes. "Huh? Why don't you kick anymore?"
Song Luan said: "Maybe she was tired from kicking just now."
The baby in the belly only moved two or three times, and then stopped moving when Zhao Nanyu touched it. Maybe the baby didn't like this father.
This sentence seemed to hurt his feelings, so Song Luan didn't say anything.
Zhao Nanyu didn't take it to heart, "There will be more trouble in the future."
He was right. This child seemed to be too naughty and was causing trouble even in his mother's womb.
Song Luan would vomit after eating and could not eat anything. The only thing she could eat was candied haws, and it had to be made from sour hawthorn.
She had become visibly thinner, and felt a little uncomfortable to the touch. Zhao Nanyu felt anxious when he saw this, but he didn't say it out loud. He quietly hired a cook from the palace.
Song Luan finally managed to eat the hot and sour kudzu powder made by the chef, but before she could even drink a glass of water, she vomited it out again.
Song Luan wasn't a squeamish person, but she really hated vomiting and was about to vomit bile.
Zhao Nanyu poured her a glass of water and looked at her with pity, "Rinse your mouth first."
Song Luan's face was still pale. She held his arm and said, "I feel so uncomfortable." She pinched the flesh on his hand hard and said, "It's all your fault."
Zhao Nanyu didn't argue with her and let her vent her temper. "It's all my fault. What else do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to make it for you."
Song Luan shook her head, "I can't eat it."
How can you eat after vomiting enough?
Zhao Nanyu frowned and said, "You are too thin."
Song Luan pointed to what was in her stomach and said, "I can't do anything if she doesn't want to eat it."
Zhao Nanyu said: "Wait until she comes out and see how I deal with her."
If it really was a daughter, Song Luan felt that Zhao Nanyu would be reluctant to take care of her.
In the middle of the night, Song Luan still had her eyes open. She poked the man beside her, looked at him eagerly and said, "I want to eat rice noodles with lots of chili sauce and meat."
Zhao Nanyu was a light sleeper. He looked outside and saw that it was still dark. The cook was probably still outside the house at this time. He got up from the bed, picked up a set of clothes and put them on, lit a lamp, and whispered softly, "I'll go to the kitchen."
He couldn't cook and didn't really eat spicy food. He had seen Song Luan eat rice noodles several times before, so he thought it wouldn't be difficult to make it himself.
Song Luan swallowed and said, "Then hurry up."
Fortunately, there were ready-made rice noodles and a secret sauce prepared by the chef in the kitchen. Zhao Nanyu lit a fire and boiled water, and when the water was boiling, he put the rice noodles into the pot.
When the rice noodles are cooked, scoop them out, pour the sauce on them, and you have a bowl of them.
Song Luan was sitting barefoot on the edge of the bed. When she saw him come in with a bowl, her eyes lit up and her stomach growled at the smell.
Song Luan didn't wear socks either. She put on her shoes and walked to his side, circling around him. "Is it ready so soon? I thought it would take a long time."
Zhao Nanyu smiled and said, "Okay, try it."
Song Luan licked her lips, picked up two with chopsticks and put them in her mouth. She was satisfied when she tasted the spicy taste as she wished. "Delicious."
Zhao Nanyu breathed a sigh of relief, but still said, "Don't eat too much."
It's too spicy. Eating too much is not good for her.
Song Luan felt full after eating half a bowl. It would be a pity to throw away the rest, so she pushed the bowl in front of Zhao Nanyu and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Zhao Nanyu choked after taking a small bite and his face turned red, but he still managed to finish the rest.
Song Luan quietly watched him cry because of the spiciness, supported his chin with both hands, and suddenly said, "Have you ever eaten something this spicy before?"
Zhao Nanyu shook his head, "No."
Song Luan said in a strange tone: "I always feel like you've been moved to tears by the spiciness before."
This scene really appeared in her mind. Song Luan racked her brains to think further, but she had no clue.
Zhao Nanyu's face paused, his dark eyes stared at her, pretending to be calm, "You remembered it wrong."
She was not mistaken.
But that was all a long time ago.
So long as in the previous life.
"Maybe."
The sky gradually brightened, and Song Luan's head dropped down like a chicken pecking at rice. Zhao Nanyu laughed, hugged the sleepy person, and put him on the bed.
He was afraid that she would remember it, but he also hoped that Song Luan would remember it.
She doesn't love him.
I will never love him again in this life.
But Zhao Nanyu was very greedy and would sometimes wonder if she could remember everything and also remember the many years they had been in love.
Zhao Nanyu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. The early morning sunlight was a little dazzling. The golden light fell on the side of his face. His eyes were heavy and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
The maid brought water into the room, and Zhao Nanyu suddenly said, "Go out, don't disturb her."
Zhao Nanyu was afraid that Song Luan would be bored, but he was also worried about her going out, so he had to call the third wife to come and talk to her.
When the third lady first learned that she was still alive, she was shocked and her face turned pale.
Didn’t this person die long ago? ?
Zhao Nanyu had no intention of explaining to her, nor did he need to explain to anyone. Now the Zhao family had to rely on him alone. If one day he was in a bad mood and thought of the stupid things the Zhao family had done to him in the past, it would be a headache to bring up the past.
The third lady barely suppressed her fear and entered the house.
Song Luan was choosing fabric with her slightly bulging belly. When she turned around, she saw the Third Madam. Zhao Nanyu didn't tell her that the Third Madam would come.
She thought he was going to hide her forever and not let anyone else know.
Song Luan put down the silk in her hand and asked, "Why are you here?"
Before the Third Lady came, she didn't believe that she was still alive and well, but after she actually saw her in person, she had to believe it.
The Third Madam touched her face with shaking hands, "You...you...what on earth is going on."
"It's a long story."
She herself was still confused and hadn't figured it all out.
I can’t answer Third Madam’s question.
The Third Madam looked at her belly, tears in her eyes, "It's good that she's fine. Now that you're pregnant again, you have to take good care of yourself."
The Third Madam still remembered that Song Luan was weak and always sick, often unable to get out of bed.
Song Luan smiled and said, "I'm much better now, you don't have to worry."
"Still too thin."
"Children can be restless and can't eat well."
The Third Madam was also an experienced person. She smiled and said, "I couldn't eat well at that time either. It took about half a month for me to get better. There was nothing we could do about it. We could only endure it."
After drinking a cup of tea, the Third Madam hesitated and asked, "No one outside of you knows about your affairs yet... What are you and A-Yu planning?"
They only knew that Zhao Nanyu killed his wife and had a new lover whom he doted on to the core. Little did he know that the new lover who was being protected at home was Song Luan.
Song Luan had no choice. She had acted like a spoiled child and begged, but Zhao Nanyu still didn't seem prepared to give her an identity.
She is not a worm in the male protagonist's stomach, so she can't guess what he is thinking.
"You know, he never listens to me. He makes all the decisions at home. I can't do anything about it."
The third lady also thought that it was probably Zhao Nanyu who did it on purpose.
But since they have no legal status and they already have a child, it is really wrong for Zhao Nanyu to do this.
But even if she wanted to help Song Luan, she couldn't.
She couldn't say anything about this stepson.
"I'm sorry to have wronged you." After a pause, the third lady said, "In fact, he is definitely willing to listen to you."
Song Luan was used to Zhao Nanyu's arbitrary and tyrannical style, so she didn't feel wronged. She couldn't escape from his control anyway, so she might as well live a peaceful life.
The Third Lady sighed, "At that time... Ayu was very sad. I have never seen him so sad. He didn't let anyone touch you. Even Shi Ge'er couldn't enter your room."
"Later, when the fire broke out, he looked like he was heartbroken."
So even though the rumors outside were very detailed, the Third Lady did not believe that he had deliberately killed Song Luan.
Song Luan felt empty inside after hearing these words. These words were obviously likely to move her, but she remained calm.
As if she was listening to someone else's story, she lowered her head and said "oh".
The third lady talked to Song Luan about many things and told her that Zhao Wenyan's wife was also pregnant.
Song Luan was happy for those two people. She still remembered the kind girl named Shengsheng. She was in so much pain at that time that she begged Shengsheng to secretly bring her a dagger.
Song Luan thought of Huai Jin again, the handsome boy. She didn't know how he was doing now. She hadn't seen Huai Jin since she fell ill.
Zhao Nanyu suddenly appeared behind her and asked, "What are you thinking about so absentmindedly?"
Song Luan turned around and hugged his waist, "Do you still remember Huai Jin?"
Perhaps because her love for Zhao Nanyu was taken away from her, Song Luan was unable to empathize with his emotions and didn't know that he was jealous.
Zhao Nanyu's body stiffened slightly, "I remember."
Song Luan then asked: "Do you know how he is now?"
Zhao Nanyu said, "I know."
After waiting for a long time without him saying anything else, Song Luan looked at him and poked his hand, "Go ahead."
Zhao Nanyu suddenly pinched her wrist, bloodshot eyes, and gritted his teeth as he said, "When you were sick before, he went back to Nanman."
Nanman, that somewhat mysterious country.
Song Luan looked melancholy. She thought Huai Jin probably knew about her illness and went back to get medicine for her.
She felt a little upset, afraid that Huai Jin would die in the snow just like in the original book.
Song Luan suddenly discovered that the man in front of him had a gloomy expression, his mouth was pursed into a straight line, and his facial features were cold and hard.
She was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she thought that Zhao Nanyu must be unhappy because she mentioned other men.
She was quite helpless. This man's possessiveness was too strong. You can't even mention other people. It's overbearing and barbaric.
Zhao Nanyu said: "Aluan, I like you, you know that, right?"
Song Luan drooped his eyelids and hummed.
Zhao Nanyu stroked her hair gently, "For your own good, don't mention other men in front of me in the future."
He was overwhelmed by jealousy, and Zhao Nanyu was afraid that one day he would hear Song Luan say that she liked someone else.
Song Luan said, "He is alone. I am just a little worried about him. I have no other intentions." Fearing that Zhao Nanyu would not believe her, she added, "You don't have to worry about me cheating on you."
She can't even get out the door!
Zhao Nanyu took a deep breath, suppressed his inner irritability, and felt a rusty taste in his throat. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
After another five or six days, Song Luan was able to eat again and rarely vomited. After drinking supplements for several days, his complexion became rosy and his cheeks had more flesh. At least he didn't look so frail anymore.
Zhao Nanyu led her into the palace. Song Luan slept in the palace in a daze. The inner palace had to walk and could not take a carriage. As soon as her feet touched the ground, Zhao Nanyu grabbed her by the waist and picked her up.
With so many people watching, Song Luan felt a little embarrassed and blushed, "I can walk by myself."
"Don't you have back pain?"
I couldn't sleep last night because of back pain, and it was only after he massaged me for half an hour that it got better.
Song Luan put her hand on his shoulder and said, "You'll be fine in the morning."
Zhao Nanyu didn't listen and carried her all the way to the outside of the main hall before putting her down.
Song Luan tidied her clothes and hair before she remembered to ask, "What's the matter with bringing me into the palace?"
Zhao Nanyu interlocked her fingers and said, "I'll ask for a title for you."
Song Luan suddenly realized it and smiled, "You want to give me a status, right?!"
"Um."
"I thought you were going to let me live like an illegal in your backyard for the rest of my life."
Zhao Nanyu laughed, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Okay, let's go in quickly."
The emperor was not surprised at all when he saw her. He must have known from Zhao Nanyu that she was still alive.
However, the new emperor still held some grudge against her for helping Ayun hide from him.
"Miss Song, go see Ayun. She misses you very much."
Song Luan felt that the new emperor's words were sarcastic, but after all, he was the emperor.
When Ayun was captured by Gu Yan that day, Song Luan had already prepared herself mentally that her life would definitely not be easy.
But when she actually saw Ayun being locked up in a magnificent palace, she was still shocked.
She huddled in a corner with her legs hugged, and was frightened when the light came in when the door opened.
Ayun hugged herself tightly, as if she was afraid that someone would come in.
Song Luan called her name in a low voice.
When Ah Yun heard her voice, his tense body gradually relaxed, "Miss Song, it's you!"
"It's me, but why are you hiding in the corner?"
"I'm afraid he'll come..."
Every time Li Han came, she hid, but where could she hide in such a small place? He could find out every Hui people and make fun of them.
"He didn't hit you, did he?" Song Luan was really afraid that the scumbag emperor would get angry and attack Ayun.
"No, he never hit me."
The method Li Han used on her was much more brutal than physical violence.
Ah Yun cried out "Ah!" and found that Song Luan's belly seemed to be bulging. She asked, "Are you pregnant?"
"Uh-huh."
Ayun remembered that she had a baby before.
Even though it was not her child, Ayun felt happy seeing it.
She touched it carefully, her eyes shining, "Can I hold the baby after it's born?"
"sure."
Ah Yun smiled, and then said: "I thought you didn't like Zhao Nanyu."
You must love him to be willing to give birth to his child.
Song Luan was stunned, then said lightly: "Yes."
Ah Yun felt strange, "Are you willing to stay with him even if you don't like him?"
"Our life is stable and plain, and he looks good, so I won't lose anything if I stay. As for love, it's too illusory. I can't be moved by him."
Li Han and Zhao Nanyu stood outside the house, listening silently, and every word was heard by them.
"Mr. Zhao turned out to be a gigolo. Miss Song only cares about your skin." Li Han, who was enjoying the fun, said coldly.
Zhao Nanyu's face was cold and he retorted, "But no one likes your appearance."
Zhao Nanyu still felt that it was not enough, and asked faintly: "We both have two children, how about you?"
Li Han's expression suddenly changed, "Shut your stinky mouth!"
Zhao Nanyu said no more, his head aching a little. Even though he already knew that Song Luan had broken up with him, he still felt uncomfortable hearing it with his own ears.
However, the imperial edict requesting the title had been issued, and it would not be long before Song Luan would be his legitimate wife.
There is nowhere to escape.
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