Song Luan originally thought that she and Ayun were in the same boat, but now it seems that Ayun is even more pitiful than her, because she feels that the scumbag emperor doesn't seem to be very good to Ayun, otherwise the little girl wouldn't be so afraid of him.
When they heard the sound of the door opening, they trembled and looked for a place to hide.
Song Luan held her hand and lowered her voice, "Do you still want to run away?"
Ah Yun nodded, "Yes, he is really scary. Human life is worthless in his eyes. I am afraid when I see him."
Song Luan was a little scared when she saw Zhao Nanyu before, but not to this extent. Later, she found that as long as she didn't cross Zhao Nanyu's bottom line, he was still very gentle.
But the scum emperor is obviously not such a person.
Song Luan looked at her sympathetically and said, "If I have the chance in the future, I will help you."
Ah Yun replied gratefully: "Okay, thank you."
Her gaze returned to Song Luan's belly. She couldn't let go of her belly, her eyes full of envy. "When will she be born?"
Song Luan replied: "There are still several months left."
"Ohhh, are you uncomfortable then?"
"I felt a little uncomfortable before, but now I feel better."
Ayun lowered her head shyly and smiled, "I want to have a baby, too."
She likes chubby white children, and it would be even better if they were as quiet and sensible as Shi Ge'er.
Ah Yun's eyes curved as she whispered, "But of course it's not for Li Hansheng! I hate him."
She always dared to call the new emperor's name directly, and had done so more than a thousand times. If Li Han wanted to kill her for this, she would have died hundreds of times already.
Song Luan covered her mouth and said, "Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall."
"I had forgotten all about it."
Song Luan had been here for less than an incense stick of time when someone outside the house urged her to leave. Ah Yun looked at her reluctantly, holding her sleeves with her little hands and unwilling to let go. She said, "You must come to play with me often in the future. It's boring for me to be alone."
Song Luan nodded, "Okay."
Although she didn't know whether she would have another chance to enter the palace in the future, if it really didn't work, she could ask Zhao Nanyu for help. It shouldn't be difficult for him to enter the palace.
Zhao Nanyu was waiting for her outside the hall. She didn't know how long she had been there. She lifted her skirt and slowly moved to his side and asked, "When did you come here?"
“Just arrived.”
"Are we going back now?"
"Yes." He immediately asked, "Do you still want to stay in the palace?"
Song Luan shook her head and told the truth, "No, I'm a little sleepy too."
Zhao Nanyu took the initiative to hold her fingers and led her out step by step. When passing by Wenhua Hall, Song Luan saw a tall and graceful man in a green robe with clean features and clear eyes, like a clear spring.
The man was very fair, with a faint smile on his face.
He seemed to be aware that a pair of eyes were following him closely, so he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the sight.
The man was slightly startled, his eyes stayed on Song Luan's face for less than a moment, then he immediately moved to Zhao Nanyu beside her, bowed his hands and greeted him respectfully, "This subordinate greets Lord Zhao."
Zhao Nanyu looked impatient, wondering why he had to run into him at all, feeling very annoyed.
That’s right, this person is the new top scholar whom Song Luan praised as being good-looking.
Zhao Nanyu glanced at him coldly and looked at his appearance carefully, nothing special.
I don’t know what Song Luan thinks is good-looking about him.
Zhao Nanyu had a stern face and didn't smile. He uttered a word in a noble manner, "Hmm."
Song Luan stared at the man with great interest. The more she looked, the more she liked him. This man had the temperament of a scholar, as gentle as a breeze, and graceful and elegant.
Zhao Nanyu silently squeezed her wrist and said in a low voice, "Don't look at it."
Song Luan couldn't help but take a few more glances. After seeing him, she was still not satisfied and sighed, "I wonder which girl will be lucky enough to marry him in the future."
Song Luan knew that she didn't like the good-looking scholar, she just admired his temperament.
It seemed as if the man she liked many years ago was just like this, graceful and elegant, like the gentle breeze and snow.
Zhao Nanyu snorted coldly, "There are quite a few girls in the capital who want to marry him."
Song Luan certainly knew that if she hadn't married and had children, she would have liked it this way too.
"The girls are very discerning."
Zhao Nanyu was almost mad at her, but her face looked quite innocent, as if she didn't realize there was anything wrong with what she said.
Zhao Nanyu felt sick and pinched her face. "It's useless even if you have good vision. The emperor has already planned to send him away from the capital. It will take at least two or three years for him to return to the capital."
Song Luan asked, "Where do you want him to go?"
"Yumen Pass."
Song Luan's tone was quite regretful, "It's really far away, and life is hard."
The pretty girl who can't stand hardship would definitely not want to go with him.
Zhao Nanyu smiled, "So he has no plans to get married now."
This transfer order was the result of Zhao Nanyu's instigation. Young people should go out and gain more experience. Why do they all want to stay in Beijing?
The farther away the better. Song Luan will never see him again in this life.
"How old is he this year?" Song Luan couldn't resist her inner curiosity and asked even though she knew Zhao Nanyu would be angry.
"twenty."
"Won't his family urge him to get married soon?"
Zhao Nanyu stopped walking, held her shoulders and pushed her against the red wall, looking at her with a half-smile, "You are so worried about his marriage, do you want to introduce your sisters to him?"
Song Luan waved her hands quickly, "My sisters are not young anymore, they can't wait for him."
Zhao Nanyu felt that he shouldn't argue with her about these things, as it would make him seem petty and narrow-minded.
But he is a very penny-pinching person. Very narrow-minded.
"Let's not talk about him. I won't see him again anyway. There's nothing to say about an insignificant person."
Song Luan was also very considerate and didn't continue to provoke him, "Okay."
Her eyes were round and bright, and she curled up in his arms obediently, her eyes full of love. Zhao Nanyu couldn't help but lift her chin and kiss her.
He originally wanted to just taste it briefly, but her taste was so sweet and attractive that he was tempted to take several bites.
Song Luan's lips were already red and moist, and it hurt a little bit when she was bitten. Just as she was about to push away the man in front of her, she heard a steady stream of footsteps not far away, and they were about to come over here, and she saw the two of them.
Zhao Nanyu was quick to act and wrapped the person in his arms.
The person who came was Gu Yan, the commander of the Jinwu Guard. He did not expect to meet Zhao Nanyu. He was surprised, but soon came to his senses, "Master Zhao."
"Commander Gu."
Song Luan showed half of her head and stared at Gu Yan with her round eyes. She had no good feelings towards the man who had caused her to be found by Zhao Nanyu.
She heard that Commander Gu was not young anymore but had not yet arranged a marriage, and she didn't know why.
However, she felt that it was normal that no girl would be willing to marry such a fierce man like Gu Yan.
He had called her a shrew that day. Thinking of this, Song Luan felt that she seemed to hold a grudge as well.
Gu Yan only glanced at her and then quickly looked away. He was naturally impressed by her. She was the most unbridled and reckless woman he had ever met in his life.
Now she is like a little bird, with two watery eyes full of tenderness and affection.
"Commander Gu is really impressive."
"I dare not." Gu Yan knew that she still hated him in her heart, but he didn't care at all.
He looked at Song Luan's slightly bulging belly and congratulated them.
Song Luan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhao Nanyu. He smiled at Gu Yan and said politely, "Thank you."
"I will go to report to the emperor first. Bye." Gu Yan seemed to hate seeing Song Luan. He suppressed the disgust in his eyes and said.
"Slow down."
After everyone left, Zhao Nanyu rubbed Song Luan's hair twice and said with a smile: "I didn't realize you hated Commander Gu so much."
Song Luan said silently in her heart, if it weren't for him, she and Ayun would still be living a happy life like a fairy! ! !
She kept silent, with something in her mind, and followed Zhao Nanyu for two more steps before refusing to move any further.
"My legs are sore and I can't walk anymore."
Carriages are not allowed to enter the palace, and ordinary people are not allowed to use sedan chairs. Song Luan is deliberately making things difficult for Zhao Nanyu.
It's more than a short distance to walk from Wenhua Hall to the palace gate.
Zhao Nanyu picked her up without saying a word, and held her waist tightly with his strong arms. Song Luan stared at his profile absentmindedly, and tightened her hands on his neck.
Zhao Nanyu carried her all the way to the carriage. Song Luan's body became heavier after she became pregnant, and she noticed that there was sweat on his forehead.
Song Luan silently took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to him, "Wipe your face."
Zhao Nanyu took the handkerchief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then put it away without any intention of returning it to her.
It was just a handkerchief, and Song Luan was not stingy enough to ask him for it back. If he liked it, he could just take it.
Pregnant women are sleepy. Not long after Song Luan sat down, her eyelids could no longer support her sleep and her head felt dizzy. Finally, she rested her little head on his chest, smelled the familiar scent on his body, and slowly fell asleep.
When she woke up again, she opened her eyes and saw the ceiling of her bed.
Song Luan's coat had been taken off by someone, and her socks had been kicked away somewhere long ago, but the quilt was warm, so she didn't feel cold.
Shi Ge'er, who was sitting at the desk by the window doing his homework with his back straight, heard her getting up. He put down the pen in his hand and walked to his mother's bed.
Shi Ge'er's eyes were like two grapes, and he looked at her seriously, "You're awake."
Song Luan raised her hand and touched his head, and spoke with a hint of sleepiness, "Well, when did Brother Shi come?"
He thought about it carefully, then answered her, "I'll be here when you come back."
My mother was brought back by my father and was sleeping soundly. My father even specifically told me not to wake her up.
Shi Ge'er took this to heart and made almost no noise while doing his homework, for fear of waking up his mother.
Song Luan glanced out the window and said, "It's getting dark, has Brother Shi eaten yet?"
He shook his head.
Song Luan said, "Please stay in my room and have dinner together."
Although Shi Ge'er was very happy, his expression did not change. He hesitated for a while and asked, "Mother, can I touch my sister?"
Song Luan smiled and said, "Of course."
The child has been very noisy these days and often kicks her at night, but the strange thing is that every time Zhao Nanyu puts her hand on it, the baby in her belly stops moving.
After thinking about it, Song Luan felt that this child might really dislike her father.
Shi Ge'er rubbed his hands to warm them before placing them on her belly. He carefully rubbed them twice. Suddenly, he laughed, "Mom, my sister kicked me just now."
Song Luan thought she would give birth to a daughter, and Zhao Nanyu and Shi Ge'er thought so too.
"She is saying hello to you. When you get to know me, don't look down on her for being too young and not bringing her to play with you." Song Luan joked.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of my sister."
Song Luan was very pleased. It was great that his son had such awareness. At least the two children can live in peace and not be incompatible.
Two months passed in a blink of an eye. Song Luan's belly was getting bigger and bigger, making her look even smaller, and her palm-sized face couldn't grow any flesh.
Song Luan always had trouble sleeping at night, her legs cramped and her waist was sore. She was a little delicate by nature, and she couldn't sleep well or eat well. Whenever her legs cramped at night, she would whimper and throw a tantrum.
Every time I say this, I get so angry that I cry. Pregnant women are always more sentimental, and tears fall down their cheeks.
Zhao Nanyu worked hard and coaxed her with great patience.
Song Luan only felt more annoyed when she heard his voice, and kicked him mercilessly, "When will the baby be born?"
I feel like every month after pregnancy is not easy.
Zhao Nanyu rubbed her ankle and said, "It will be soon. It will only take a few months."
Song Luan seemed to be addicted to kicking him, and took the opportunity to kick him lightly, then turned his back to him. He looked a little cute after having succeeded in doing something bad.
Just kick him.
Her kick was not very powerful and Zhao Nanyu did not feel any pain. He grabbed her legs, rolled up her trouser legs, and slowly pressed his fingers on her calves.
Song Luan thought he was going to settle accounts with her, so she turned around angrily, glared at him, and then tried to pry his hands apart.
Zhao Nanyu pinched her wrist bone and said coldly, "Don't move."
Song Luan was also a bully who only feared the strong and bullied the weak. He immediately became timid after being bullied by him twice.
Don’t move if you don’t move. Anyone who moves is a bastard!
However, Zhao Nanyu's massage technique was very comfortable, and Song Luan's cramped leg healed after a short period of massage.
She hummed in her mouth and fell asleep again.
In the ninth month of Song Luan's pregnancy, a midwife had already moved into the mansion.
Zhao Nanyu prepared everything in advance, fearing that she might encounter an accident. He had frequent nightmares over the past half month.
He always dreamed of Song Luan holding the bow and arrow, standing in front of him with a smile, and stabbing the sharp arrow tip into his heart in front of him.
She was covered in blood, her smile grew deeper and deeper, and then she moved further and further away from him. She told him with a smile that she wanted to leave him forever.
Zhao Nanyu was awakened by these words. When he woke up and looked at the woman sleeping beside him, he felt relieved.
She kicked the quilt away again. Zhao Nanyu skillfully tucked her bare feet back into the quilt. He put his arm around her waist and was about to close his eyes and continue sleeping when he suddenly discovered that the person in his arms was crying.
Crystal clear water splashed all over her cheeks and she murmured to herself.
Zhao Nanyu's heart continued to fall, his voice trembling, and he called her in a lingering and sad voice, "Luanbao, Luanbao, wake up."
After a long while, Song Luan opened her eyes and looked at him blankly.
Zhao Nanyu's face was pale and almost sickly, and his smile was also very ugly and forced. He asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Luan raised her hand and found her face was wet. She said, "I seemed to have dreamed of something very strange."
There were flashes of swords and bloody battles, and corpses were everywhere.
[My little princess, finally someone can conquer you. 】
[My brother has seen him, he is very handsome, you can rest assured. 】
[The princess is so beautiful that I cannot reach her level.] 】
[The princess is so fierce.] 】
【Walk! Go away! The King of the Southwest has rebelled! Princess, let’s go! Your brother has been chopped off by the prince himself! 】
The many sounds in the ears come together, sharp and harsh.
Song Luan's eyes were blank. She only remembered a little bit, and there were many words she didn't write down.
Zhao Nanyu hugged her so tightly that she cried out in pain, "Loosen up a little, it hurts."
She finally had the heart to look at him. She was very surprised. "Your face is so pale. Are you having a nightmare too?"
"No." He said word by word.
Song Luan frowned and placed her hand gently on her chest. She thought it would be very painful. After all, it hurt so much in her dream just now that she couldn't breathe.
But when I woke up, nothing happened.
She said, “I don’t want to sleep anymore.”
"Then I won't sleep."
Song Luan pushed him away, "I told you to loosen up, you're hugging me so hard that it hurts."
Her hands were like iron clamps, shackled and making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Zhao Nanyu really couldn't let her go for a while, and he was panicking. He smiled with difficulty and coaxed in a low voice, "Kiss me, and I'll let you go."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
