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Chapter 39
Zhao Nanyu froze, stepped at the foot, and screamed at night. He almost thought he had misheard what she said. He cut the railroad: "No."
How could she still be willing to kill her now, I wish she had nothing to worry about.
Zhao Nanyu hugged the person in his arms even more tightly, seemingly unintentionally, "How can I ask this suddenly?"
It was still cool at night, and Song Luan suddenly felt that his arms were very warm, and nestled in his arms, her mood was still low, "Nothing, I asked."
Song Luan thought she might have been too surprised, Zhao Nanyu didn't like to kill her like this, and it seemed to be good to her. As for the plot of the original book, she has been reluctant to think about it. The more she thinks, the more her brain hurts.
She still doesn't plan to follow the plot line, as it will hurt too many people, especially the four-year-old brother who knows this year, and the obedient children who are distressed.
But she did not know whether she would be punished for deviating from the original book.
Song Luan comforted himself when there was a road before the bus to the mountain.
Zhao Nanyu's generous palm tightly controlled her waist, opening her lips and whispering: "Don't be cranky."
Song Luan nodded, but this time he listened to his words, "Okay."
Zhao Nanyu walked in front of the palace with her in her arms, and met many colleagues along the way. The fireworks would just disappear, the officials scattered, and all went out of the palace together. It was normal to see them like that.
As long as they are humans, they like to listen to right and wrong. Miss Song Jiasan is really famous, plus her father was proud of the spring breeze in the court hall, most people have heard the right and wrong of Song Luan and Zhao Nanyu, and many high-hearted literati have laughed at Zhao Nanyu in their hearts.
At this time, he saw Song Luan gently holding his face. He thought that the moonlight was misunderstood, and wiped his eyes. And the woman in his arms is really a beautiful thing.
Moonlight pours on her jade-like face, skin white as snow, exquisite looks.
Zhao Nanyu raised his hand without trace, and the wide cuff just blocked her face.
He speeded up, obviously eager to leave. Someone who didn't understand the look, came forward and greeted him actively, "Brother Zhao."
Zhao Nanyu nodded, "Master Chen."
"Brother Zhao, why didn't you see you when you saw the fireworks? You never saw your wife." Master Chen is also not malicious. Recently, the Sixth Highness is in the limelight, and Zhao Nanyu is approaching the Sixth Highness. That's it.
Zhao Nanyu has always been kind to his colleagues. Even though the disgust in his heart is still mediocre, he replied: "Fang Cai was uncomfortable, and he didn't pass."
"Originally it was." Master Chen's eyes glanced into his arms, but the beauty was covered by him so hard that he could see nothing. He smiled and said, "I wonder if Brother Zhao is free tomorrow? I have something to ask Brother Zhao."
The emperor has been ill for several months, and his appearance at the birthday feast today is not very good. Everyone is guessing that the emperor will probably become a prince in this period of time, but they can't figure out who the prince is in the hearts of the emperor.
Tonight, I gave several marriages at once, and the most outstanding one was His Highness. Coupled with the emperor's preference for His Royal Highness over the past few days, there are not many people who are optimistic about His Highness. He also wanted to explore the tone.
Zhao Nanyu thought about it and replied: "Okay."
Song Luan was so uncomfortable with his sleeves that he was about to lean his head out and pressed his head back mercilessly.
The carriage was waiting at the gate of the palace, and Zhao Nanyu picked her up. She could finally breathe, and her small face was so dull and red that she was delicious.
Since he and Zhao Nanyu round the house that time, he likes to move her foot. It is normal for him to bite and kiss her. This time, he couldn't help biting her cheek.
Song Luan turned his head away and never spoke to him on the way back to his house.
Lanterns in front of Zhaofu's gate hung high, and the two fierce stone lions looked more terrible at night. They almost went back to the house with Er Zhao.
Zhao Nanyu's relationship with the two uncles is very rusty, and he rarely speaks on weekdays. After saying hello at a ceremony, he took Song Luan's hand and went straight back to the courtyard.
Song Luan slept in the palace for a while, and was not sleepy in the second half. After bathing and washing her face, she sat in the middle of the bed cross-legged in a tunic. When Zhao Nanyu took a bath and changed clothes, she remembered what she had forgotten.
She reached out to Zhao Nanyu, "The gold and silver jewelry my brother gave me!"
The kung fu of distraction disappeared, and it must be that Zhao Nanyu hid her.
Zhao Nanyu wiped her hair and replied to her, "I'll put it away for you first."
Song Luan thought that he was not a stole person, why did she greedy her stuff at this moment? What's more, Zhao Nanyu didn't lack money at all, and she gave him her jewelry, he couldn't use it!
Is it possible that she will not live with her on purpose?
"I have said that I don't want you to collect it for me, and I don't have no place to put it! How can you take my things?" Song Luan said angrily.
Zhao Nanyu pondered for a moment, and seemed to think he was not kind enough to do so. He returned: "Tomorrow you go to the warehouse and pick the fancy jewelry."
The gold and silver jewelry in his storeroom are all gifts, even if Song Luan wants to be a changer in the future, he will not dare to change it.
Song Luan didn't know about it. After thinking about it, it seemed that it was not a loss. She was afraid that he would regret it. She said quickly: "This is what you said, then I will be welcome tomorrow."
Taking it casually means that she wants to take as much as she wants. No matter in which dynasty the treasure is a good thing, no one will think too much.
Zhao Nanyu swallowed the smile on his lips and said well.
Song Luan is not too sleepy at this time, and the idle books in the room are almost the same. As for Zhao Nanyu’s books, she can’t understand them, and she can’t get up to any interest. She rolled around the bed twice, still unsleeping, and she wore a piece Shirt, said: "I go to see the brother, he must miss me."
Zhao Nanyu held her wrist, "I took him over and let him sleep here tonight."
It's true that Zhi Ge's children have been detained these days, and he hasn't been close to Song Luan for a few days. This time, he will definitely be happy for a long time.
Zhao Nanyu went to the front yard with the lantern. He knew that his brother was not asleep. He lay on the bed in a very serious pose. His black eyes were wide open. He stared blankly at the top of the bed and did not know what he was thinking. .
Zhao Nanyu lit the lamp in the house, found a coat for him, reached out and touched the top of his head, and asked, "Can't Siren sleep?"
"Well." No matter how serious, the child's voice is still a little milk, he said: "Father, I was eating in my grandmother's house tonight. I have been waiting for you and my mother for a long time, and neither of you and my mother returned. ."
If your parents are not at home, you can't sleep well if you know your brother.
Zhao Nanyu took him out of the bed, put on his coat, and then picked up his brother, and said softly, "I will take you to your mother's side to sleep."
Shi Ge's smiling eyes were bent, and he held his father's neck tightly, and said sweetly, "Okay."
Zhao Nanyu heard him smile and smiled himself.
The father and son soon reached Song Luan's house from the front yard. The candlelight was bright inside. Song Luan could not wait to hear the sound of the outside and got out of bed. The old problem of walking barefoot again was guilty. The barefoot girl rushed to the door and saw The eyes of Zhao Nanyu's brother in his arms lit up, "It's coming quickly."
Zhao Nanyu reminded her, "put on your shoes."
"Got it." She stepped forward to meet Brother Ge, smiling at him, and asked, "Do you want me to know Brother?"
Brother Zhi answered honestly, "Think."
Song Luan likes to stay with her son, happy and not bothered. She looked down at him carefully and couldn't help sighing: "Is it good to know your brother is thin? There is not much more meat on her face than before."
My brother shook his head, "I have a good meal."
His father was very strict, and he was never used to him in food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and it was impossible for him to feed him.
Song Luan hugged him and felt that he was indeed lighter than before. She said: "That must be too tiring to learn. I will stew you with soup tomorrow to make up your body. It's just fat."
Zhi Geer blushed, "My dear, I'm not small anymore."
Four-year-old children also know that fat is not good-looking. In fact, knowing brother is far from being fat. He looks beautiful and has a little flesh on his face.
Song Luan smiled, "Oh, that's it anyway, come to me after school at noon tomorrow, you know?"
"Ok."
My brother also wants to eat what his mother made. The pastries were delicious last time. As long as it was made by his mother, he liked it even if it was not good.
Song Luan was reluctant to let go when he held this small dumpling, as if there were countless words to say, "Did your uncle punish you when he taught you homework?"
Song Luan remembers that not only did Zhao Zhao punish the brothers for copying, but even Zhao Nanyu punishes them.
After she boldly said Zhao Nanyu that time, the man promised well and did not know if she was lying to her.
I knew that my brother wanted to be fined because he would not lie, but suddenly his father coughed, and the child understood immediately, shaking his head, "No more."
Song Luan nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, you are only four years old, and you can't punish you even if you don't understand, you can't learn, you can't punish you." , You just come and talk to your mother."
Song Luan thought of her brother as her son, and no one could touch him.
Zhao Nanyu couldn't stand it and smiled, "You are not afraid to spoil him."
"You are too strict."
"Okay." Zhao Nanyu patted his brother's head. "That's enough. Should you go to bed?"
The brother-in-law reluctantly crawled off Song Luan's leg, put on his shoes, and said to Song Luan: "My mother, I'm going to bed."
There is a bed belonging to him in the partial room, and I know that my brother has slept several times.
The short leg ran to the bed, struggling to climb onto the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.
Song Luan embraced his lovely son, contentedly, stretched a big lazy waist, "Then I will go to bed too."
Zhao Nanyu lay beside her without saying a word, silently extinguished the candle, and the room fell into darkness. Zhao Nanyu's palm wrapped her hand, and his palm was a little cold.
Fainted, Song Luan heard him ask, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Song Luan disliked his cold hands, broke free, turned over, turned his back to him, and even half awake and half awake did not forget to answer him, "No more."
"That's good."
Zhao Nanyu grabbed her waist and retrieved the person who was about to roll to the corner. He held it firmly in his arms and pressed it close to his chest. He kissed her forehead. You are optimistic."
It seems that in the future, let her go out less. Song Luan's beauty is unquestionable, as can be seen from the eyes that follow her today, the more beautifully dressed people can't move their eyes. I don't know how many gentlemen who are stern, and her temper is disgusted by her mouth, but she is coveting her in her heart.
Zhao Nanyu thought, of course, he had to hide her, and not give her the opportunity to be robbed.
He closed his eyes and remembered the feeling of seeing He Run holding her tonight, and hatred and jealousy rushed to his head, unable to suppress it.
Song Luan has fallen asleep and can't hear what he said, but he can also feel that someone has been kissing her, like a mosquito who can't get away.
Annoying individuals.
Zhao Nanyu whispered softly in her ear, seeming to sigh, "I really can't take you."
I just fell in love with her.
That night, Zhao Nanyu cared about her body and didn’t move her. He hugged her properly and slept. In the middle of the night, Song Luan couldn’t stand the temperature on his body several times, but unfortunately got out of his arms once. Was dragged back once.
In the end, she completely gave up resistance, lying in his arms with self-abuse.
When he woke up, Zhao Nanyu was no longer here, Song Luan scratched his hair, remembering that someone asked him to meet and talk about something last night, she guessed he should be out.
After getting up and washing, Zhao Nanyu was no longer in the house.
Song Luan first went to the housekeeper to ask for the key to the warehouse, and really went to pick the gold and silver jewelry in Zhao Nanyu's small treasury!
Zhao Nanyu's warehouse is richer than Song Luan thought. It seems to have everything in a few large boxes. She even saw a wedding dress with excellent workmanship embroidered with gold thread, and she could hardly walk.
Song Luan swallowed very ignorantly and carefully selected several sets of jewelry from the box. When she picked it, she specifically asked the butler what is more valuable?
Try to pick up valuables, Song Luan's small abacus crackled, thinking about how to live a good life with these jewelry in exchange for money in the future.
As everyone knows, Zhao Nanyu had already calculated her mentality to death, and left her with no future.
After picking the jewelry, the spirit was refreshing, and it was not too early. Song Luan also did not forget that she had told Zhier last night that he would give him stew.
The cooks were not surprised that she went into the kitchen to cook, and this lady has a remarkable ability.
The chicken and mushroom soup stewed by Song Luan this time is nutritious and delicious. It took two hours to stew the chicken before it was simmered. Song Luan tasted a soup that was neither salty nor light nor greasy. The taste was really great!
When the soup was ready, the brother of knowledge came over.
Also with him was Zhao Wenyan who had just returned from the school. The young man was tempered in the school. There was less sharpness in his eyebrows. His eyes were still clear and he could not hide things.
Song Luan was surprised, but he never thought when he would come back? Didn’t you go to the college to study?
Zhao Wenyan looked at her uncomfortably and said awkwardly: "I'm here to find my second brother."
Song Luan frowned, "Your second brother is not in the house and has gone out."
He shook his sleeve angrily, and somehow began to lose his temper, "I know! I'm gone!"
Song Luan looked confused, she really never understood why Zhao Wenyan was angry? ! The thoughts of adolescent children are really hard to guess.
Zhao Wenyan went back halfway and folded back. "Then I will wait for my second brother to come back."
He insisted on staying, and Song Luan was not good enough to catch him. She just had some chicken soup that hurt her.
Song Luan ignored Zhao Wenyan as much as possible, regarded him as the air, and did not take the initiative to talk to him. She was satisfied that she only knew his brother. She filled a small bowl of soup for him, afraid that he would blow it deliberately, and then Pass it to him, "Drink more."
Brother Zhi knew the bowl and drank the soup well, "It's delicious."
"Really? The mother-in-law will stew you soup every day, OK?"
"No way." Shige shook his head seriously. He went on to say: "Father will not agree."
The mother is not in good health, how can you stew the soup every day? Will be tired.
Song Luan thought for a while, as if it were like this, Zhao Nanyu seemed to speak well, and the actual autocracy was not the same. The brain circuit of that person was different from that of ordinary people, and he might not really agree.
"Okay." But Song Luan explained to the child, "In fact, the mother's body is not so bad. It was eating bad things a few days ago, and it won't be in the future. You don't have to worry about me."
The child's heart is the most sensitive. Song Luan still doesn't want to see his brother too precocious, worrying about her body, she hopes that her childhood will be happy.
Knowing my brother is very stubborn, "No, I have to take care of my mother."
Song Luan couldn't take him, "Okay."
Zhao Wenyan was neglected completely. After he was full, he stood up and rushed, "I'm gone."
He seemed disgusted to see Song Luan at first glance.
Song Luan was very satisfied with him. It seemed that only things related to her could not be changed. The fate of everyone else changed.
The more Zhao Wenyan hated her, the happier she was.
As dusk approached, Zhao Nanyu returned to his house and asked as soon as he entered the house: "A Yan came to you today?"
Song Luan was peeling melon seeds while lying on the couch, with a hand, "No, he came to you." She turned over and patted the debris on her body. It was strange, "You know everything. what?"
Zhao Nanyu opened his mouth and said, "The butler said."
Song Luan had no doubt about him, "Oh."
She has a tiger's head doll, and when the man said so, she believed it.
Song Luan, of course, did not know that she was covered with Zhao Nanyu's eyeliner.
The maid serving on weekdays, the bodyguard hiding in the dark.
She lived in a huge net he had woven, and could not escape.