In the blink of an eye, it was Song Luan's father's birthday. She had no idea what Song's father's attitude was towards his daughter. To be honest, the Song family was the most useless cannon fodder in the book "The Powerful Minister".
She sat on the bed and grabbed her hair angrily. If possible, she hoped that Zhao Nanyu would not go to the Song family.
The reason is simple. The Song family looks down on him, and certainly no one will treat him well. But it would be unreasonable for him not to go to his father-in-law's birthday.
Song Luan's head hurt from thinking so much that he let out a low cry and threw himself into the quilt, burying his face in it, kicking his legs wildly in the air.
Zhao Nanyu got up much earlier than her. She thought he should be attending the morning court, so she began to let herself go without restraint, not afraid of being seen by him.
But Song Luan didn't know that Zhao Nanyu had specially asked for leave that day. He did not go to court or the Dali Temple. He finished practicing sword in the yard, with sweat still on his forehead. When he opened the curtain, he saw a person fluttering on the bed, his slender white legs dangling outside the quilt, and his hair was messy. He looked like a little lunatic who was angry with him.
Zhao Nanyu leaned against the door and watched her lose her temper, then smiled and said, "Are you happy hammering the quilt?"
Song Luan's head buzzed, and he quickly raised his head, staring at him with wide eyes, "Huh?"
Where did he come from? Don’t you have to go to the morning court?
She suddenly came back to her senses after being stunned for a long time, tidied the hair around her ears, laughed dryly twice, and said in a small voice, "I didn't hit it."
Zhao Nanyu smiled and said, "Okay, don't be angry with yourself, get up, wash your face and put on makeup, we can't be late today."
His doting tone was as if he was talking to a child.
Song Luan nodded in confusion, and climbed down from the bed in confusion. When she was about to change her clothes, she saw that he had no intention of leaving, so she turned her head and said fiercely, "Get out."
The longer they spent together, the more Song Luan's true colors began to show. She was even a little smart and knew what she could indulge in in front of Zhao Nanyu.
"Okay, I'll go out." Zhao Nanyu was considerate enough to lower the curtain for her.
There were a wide variety of clothes in Song Luan's closet, the most common color was red, each one more colorful than the other. There were only a few brand new plain clothes, and it looked like the original owners had never worn them, probably because they were ugly.
She thought about it seriously, and finally chose a pink waist-length skirt. The bright color could better highlight her temperament. If she wore plain clothes when she went back to her parents' home today, the girls in the family would probably suspect that she had a problem with her brain.
Whenever there was a big occasion, where talented young men and young ladies from aristocratic families appeared, the original owner would definitely dress herself up very beautifully and appear in front of everyone in a dignified manner.
After Song Luan finished dressing up, Zhao Nanyu also asked someone to bring the birthday gift that had been prepared in advance.
He sat quietly, tapping the table lightly with his slender fingers, waiting patiently for the woman in the inner room to come out.
When Song Luan came out from the inner room, she met his beautiful eyes head-on. Zhao Nanyu was staring at her intently.
Her delicate little face was obviously carefully made up, her skin was delicate and as white as jade. This time, the gorgeous makeup on her face did not look offensive, and it was less tacky. Instead, it brought out her beauty to the fullest.
Zhao Nanyu saw the shadow of her past on her face. She always liked to wear heavy makeup and always wore clothes that people could see at a glance.
He nodded slightly, "Very beautiful."
No matter how thick-skinned Song Luan was, she couldn't stand his straightforward compliments. Her ears felt hot. She pretended to be calm and replied, "You look particularly handsome today."
Zhao Nanyu was wearing a green round-necked, straight-sleeved robe. He was tall and slender, with a crystal clear jade hanging around his waist. His hair was tied up with a white jade crown, and his jawline was quite sharp. After hearing her words, the corners of his lips slightly raised a few points, as if he was very pleased with her flattery.
Zhao Nanyu pushed the things in front of him and said slowly, "Take a look at this gift. Will your father like it?"
Song Luan took a look and then said, "He likes it."
What Zhao Nanyu prepared was a pair of inkstones. She knew nothing about this kind of thing and couldn't figure out the trick. However, her father was a court official and should have a preference for paper, pen, ink and inkstone. This gift is not shabby and is quite standard.
"That's good." He took a sip of tea and said, "It's getting late, let's go."
"Yeah." she replied.
This time when they return to the Song Mansion, the couple have to bring Shi Ge'er with them, as the child has very few opportunities to see his grandparents.
Shi Ge'er was dressed cheerfully. Maybe it was because the weather was still very cold these two days, so he wrapped himself tightly in clothes and looked rounder than usual.
He stood quietly beside the carriage in front of the mansion, waiting, his big black eyes staring at the tips of his shoes. When he heard the footsteps behind him, he suddenly became nervous, clenching his fingers tightly under his sleeves, with some anticipation, but not knowing what he was expecting.
Song Luan stepped forward and touched his head, "How long have you been waiting?"
Shi Geer turned his face away uncomfortably, his ears reddening, "Not... not long."
"How long is a short time?"
Shi Ge'er couldn't stand the teasing. When he couldn't answer a question, he simply didn't answer it and pursed his lips without saying a word.
Song Luan rubbed his face again and sighed in his heart, Shi Ge'er is a serious and cute boy.
The little guy's serious look softened her heart.
Zhao Nanyu glanced at her, then looked at Shige'er, and then said, "Get in the carriage."
Song Luan originally wanted to climb onto the carriage while carrying Shi Ge'er, but gave up decisively after finding it too difficult.
It was much warmer inside the carriage than outside, and her hands and feet gradually warmed up. Shi Ge'er sat next to her, and Zhao Nanyu leaned against the window.
The carriage was neither too big nor too small, just enough to accommodate three people. There were some snacks on the low table to fill their stomachs.
The atmosphere was a little stiff, no one said a word for a while, and the silence was so unsettling. Song Luan bravely took Shi Ge'er in his arms, put him on his lap, and asked, "Shi Ge'er, do you want to eat?"
Shi Ge'er touched his round belly and shook his head, "I'm not hungry, mother, I've eaten."
"All right."
Zhao Nanyu suddenly stretched out his fingers and pinched a piece of red bean cake, and handed it to the corner of Song Luan's mouth. She was startled by him, "What are you doing!?"
He smiled slightly, "I think you seem to want to eat."
She really wanted to eat, but she got up very early in the morning and didn't have time to eat, so she is still hungry now.
Song Luan raised her face, not wanting to lose momentum. She confidently snatched the red bean cake from Zhao Nanyu's hand and stuffed it into her mouth, muttering as she ate, "I don't want you to feed me."
Zhao Nanyu raised his eyebrows after hearing this, but he didn't say anything. He just watched her eat silently.
Shi Ge'er looked at the two of them curiously, licked his lips, and thought to himself, that red bean cake must be delicious. His mother was eating it so happily that he felt greedy just by looking at it.
His little hand secretly grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes, as if his mother would not run away after doing so.
The Zhao Mansion and the Song Mansion were separated by most of the capital city. The carriage moved slowly. Song Luan had filled her stomach, and neither the adult nor the child took the initiative to speak. The swaying carriage made her drowsy, and Shi Ge'er in her arms rested his head on her chest and closed his eyes.
Zhao Nanyu put down the book in his hand and stared at them quietly. The mother and son were both sleeping soundly with peaceful faces. One of Song Luan's hands was intentionally or unintentionally protecting Shi Ge'er's waist to prevent him from falling off her legs.
Zhao Nanyu seldom looked at Song Luan carefully. The marriage back then didn’t matter to him. It didn’t matter who he married.
Even though she later disdained him and brought him endless humiliation, Zhao Nanyu didn't think it was a big deal. He thought she was just a woman who fawned on the powerful. It’s not difficult to clean up. It’s easier to crush her to death than to crush an ant.
Although Song Luan's flattery of him these days was not so obvious, he was not a fool. How could he not see that she was showing weakness intentionally or unintentionally?
Zhao Nanyu smiled. He looked at the woman in front of him carefully. The more he looked, the more itchy he felt. There was no doubt that she was very beautiful, with bright and attractive facial features, thick and black eyelashes, and slightly parted red lips. Her collar was a little messy due to her bad sleeping posture.
He silently reached out his hand and straightened her clothes himself, but he couldn't help it. His cold fingers slowly stroked the edge of her cheek, as if tracing her outline.
The person who was sleeping soundly seemed to sense something, and he shuddered and frowned.
Zhao Nanyu raised his eyebrows and took his hand back as if nothing had happened.
Not long after Song Luan fell asleep, a carriage stopped in front of the Song Mansion. Song Luan's father was very successful in the officialdom and his birthday ceremony was very grand. Before the time came, many carriages were already parked in front of the gate.
Song Luan opened her eyes dazedly after hearing the sounds outside, turned around and asked Zhao Nanyu, "Are we there yet?"
"Um."
He got off the carriage first, then held the unconscious Shige'er on his shoulder with one hand, and stretched out his hand to her, "Come, I'll help you."
The couple appeared at the gate of the Song family in harmony, shocking everyone. It turned out that if you live long enough, you can see everything. The most beautiful third daughter of the Song family actually went back to her parents' home with her husband! ?
Song Luan felt embarrassed being stared at by everyone with scrutiny. In comparison, Zhao Nanyu was much calmer. He walked straight inside in his boots without changing his expression or looking around.
Song Luan held her head high and chest out, with a very cold expression on her face. She walked beside Zhao Nanyu with a proud look on her face.
Song Luan's mother was Aunt Lin in the mansion. She had been looking forward to her daughter's return for a long time. After learning that she had arrived, she hurried to the front yard and saw her beloved daughter from afar.
Aunt Lin rushed forward, took Song Luan's hand, looked her up and down, and suddenly lamented, "My precious! You...how much have you suffered in the Zhao family? The flesh on your little face has disappeared, and you don't even have a decent hairpin on your head. My heart aches."
At that moment, Song Luan felt that the original owner's mother seemed to be quite good...
Aunt Lin pretended to wipe her tears, then she turned her eyes to Zhao Nanyu beside her, glanced at him lightly, and didn't say anything unpleasant to him, but just snorted with great disdain, and said, "My poor baby, you didn't marry well at the beginning, and I should have expected that you would have a hard time after marriage, but I never thought you would be in such a miserable state, without beautiful clothes and jewelry, and even can't eat enough, my poor daughter."
Song Luan: “…”
Zhao Nanyu listened with a smile, not showing any anger at all, but Song Luan felt that the fingers he was pinching her waist seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
My waist is pinched so much and it hurts so much.
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