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Chapter 71
Zhao Nanyu squeezed the hairpin she handed, the other end of the silver hairpin was sharp and pierced easily, and he murmured in a low voice, asking, "When did you know?"
Song Luan slowly said one by one: "It didn't take long for me to guess." She smiled and looked relaxed. "I'm so uncomfortable, please help me."
Zhao Nanyu hugged her and let her stick in her arms and gritted her teeth: "I don't."
This answer was expected, Song Luan had long guessed that he wouldn't do it, she screamed and said nothing more.
She had other plans, but Zhao Nanyu seemed to have read through her mind early, and all the sharp objects around Song Luan were put away, without giving her any chance of death.
Song Luan is actually very timid, and she is very afraid of pain. She didn't have enough courage to commit suicide, but the pain of the heart made her toss and turn, and she was comfortable for a moment. The desire to be relieved gave her the courage to die. .
She turned over the cabinets and searched all corners, but failed to find something that could be used for suicide. Song Luan sat down on the ground with her hair disheveled, and her expression was decadent.
When Zhao Nanyu came in, she took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, kissed him on the face, and whispered softly, "Don't you bother me? I beg you."
Indifferent, Zhao Nanyu took her back to bed, covered the quilt, looked into her eyes, and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Song Luan is like a deflated balloon. In the past two days, when talking about this, Zhao Nanyu deliberately ignored her, and always avoided the topic. She kicked the quilt, "I don’t eat, starve to death. ."
Starvation is also a method of death, it is not too decent.
"Don't you want to eat roast goose last time? Then eat this." After touching her hair, he continued: "But it's too spicy to eat, otherwise you won't be able to stand it."
Song Luan swallowed her mouth very quietly, and then he had already been eaten into the dog's stomach if he had thought of starving himself to death.

Zhao Nanyu exhausted all the methods. Song Luan's body did not see any improvement, and it became worse and worse. She couldn't sleep without Anshen Tang, but if she took the medicine, she often couldn't wake up.
Once, Song Luan slept for a full day, and was still awake.
At that time, Zhao Nanyu's face was extremely ugly, shaking her hand and probing her nose. Fortunately, she still had a weak breath.
After this time, he would not let Song Luan drink tranquilizing soup.
Zhao Chao sent me the medicine for pain relief. The first time I took the medicine, Song Luan was surprised to find that it really didn't hurt much.
However, Zhao Nanyu didn't seem to be very happy either. This medicine couldn't be cured at all, and its effectiveness was limited. If it was used more gradually, it wouldn't work, and the power of anti-bite was also great.

When spring is about to pass, Zhao Wenyan's marriage is coming as scheduled.
Song Luan ordered her to dress her up and put on beautiful new clothes, and her delicate makeup covered her tired face. Zhao Nanyu didn’t want her to join in this bustling, but Song Luan didn’t let go, and she was so rare Happy, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes.
Zhao Fu has not been so lively for a long time. On the day of marriage, many guests came.
Among the people who Song Luan recognized, she counted them by finger.
After visiting the church, the bride was taken to the new house, and Zhao Nanyu, as Zhao Wenyan's elder brother, was naturally unable to leave and was busy coping with all parties.
Zhao Wenyan was dressed like a red wedding dress, the lines were softer, and there was a slight joy in his eyes.
He took both the title of the gold list and the flower candle in the cave, and he was naturally happy.
Song Luan felt tired after watching the excitement for a while, and even yawned two times, and the third lady said to her, "Are you tired? Hurry back and rest. It's enough for me here."
Song Luanqiang supported his eyelids, shook his head and said, "I can still hold it, I haven't seen the cave room yet, I will wait."
The third lady couldn't help crying and laughing, "What's so beautiful about downtown?"
The son was married, and the third lady's face almost froze on the day, and everyone had to smile.
Song Luan smiled, "I just thought it was fun."
The third lady asked Song Luan to sit on the couch and told the maid to serve the tea. Zhao Nanyu entrusted her to herself today, and certainly could not let her have an accident or be affected.
She fanned and said, "I told them all in advance. This year I shouldn't be troubled too much. I remember that when you and Ayu Cheng were married, it was a lot of trouble."
In the marriage between Song Luan and Zhao Nanyu, only a handful of people knew the truth at first. At that time, those cousins ​​and cousins ​​who were in the cave room were determined to make trouble.
A few ignorant teenagers licked the door and eavesdropped.
Silently in the room, they began to whisper, "What's going on?"
"My cousin wouldn't talk in the night in the cave? I don't even talk a lot, how can I still be like a gourd like this?"
"Yeah yeah, I have seen the appearance of my wife-in-law. I said that it is not too much to be a fairy in the sky. It is very beautiful."
After waiting for a while, they still didn't hear the movement, and they made a bold proposal: "Let's see if we hit the door? Let the cousin startle them!"
"You are going to die, in case they have..."
"No, there can never be a little voice, right?"
A few pairs of dark eyes looked, and finally nodded, "I'll count down, three, two, one!"
The crisp young boys knocked the door of the new house open. A group of people were laughing and joking. You pushed me and I pushed you, just preparing to say something, raised your eyes and saw the two newcomers sitting on the side of the room, no one looked at anyone, No one cares.
Their cousin was sitting at the desk by the window, holding a brush in his hand, bowing their heads and wondering what they were writing.
The new sister-in-law had changed the wedding dress long ago, wearing crimson-colored clothes, sitting upright at the back with her back straight, and she continued to eat when she saw them.
The teenagers found that the new sister-in-law seemed to be a cold beauty, and she would not smile, but her cold eyes could be compared with those of her cousin.
The young and ignorant teenager said rampantly, "Cousin, how come you are so far away from your sister-in-law!!! If we don't see what we want to see tonight, we will not leave."
Zhao Nanyu frowned, "Don't make trouble."
"Eh, eh, that's not okay, today I can't make you do it easily."
Zhao Nanyu's brows were deeper, and he thought about it carefully. He was helpless. "So what do you want?"
The teenagers are not unaware of the weird atmosphere in the happy room. A few people don’t dare to be too cruel. "We want to watch our cousin drink wine with my cousin!"
Zhao Nanyu walked to Song Luan with a cold face, sat down slowly, filled two glasses of wine with his own hands, and said softly: "Come on."
Song Luan endured the anger and drank this glass of wine with him.
"Alcohol has been drunk, why should I kiss one?"
With a snap, Song Luan pressed the empty glass on the table fiercely, sneering, and was quite dissatisfied.
"Okay, don't make trouble, go out." Zhao Nanyu said lightly.
All the people who talked about it retired from the house. After closing the door, I heard the quarrel from Xifang.
"Zhao Nanyu, what do you mean?! Do you want to humiliate me!?"
Song Luan listened to what the third lady said, and smiled softly. It turned out that this happened when they were married.
"Girls are thin-skinned and can't be too cruel."
"Isn't it? My daughter-in-law is a timid person. She is obedient and clever. As long as she has Ayan in her heart and can treat him well, the stone in my heart will fall."
Song Luan failed to see the noisy cave room as expected, and Zhao Nanyu got out of the lobby and found it. "It's not early, go back and rest."
"Ouch, don't be so ruthless, wait until I see enough excitement before going back."
"No."
Song Luan stomped on her feet. She had been sleepy just now, but she just got through. When she was no longer sleepy, Zhao Nanyu had to pull her back again.
It's annoying.
"I won't go, you have the ability to carry me back."
Zhao Nanyu didn't say much, holding her legs on his shoulders, and forced him back to his house.
Song Luan complained, "You are so rude! I hate to die."
Zhao Nanyu took hold of her mischievous hand, "Well, I am rude."
Song Luan grabbed a handful of hair and said angrily: "I haven't seen the bride's appearance yet."
Hidden under the red cover, nothing can be seen.
Zhao Nanyu squatted in front of her and took off her shoes and socks for her. "You will be able to see it tomorrow."
The new wife is coming to see someone.
Song Luan had nothing to say because he was blocked by him. He had drunk the medicine and rolled his back to him. He didn't feel tired. He lay in bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, the bride came to worship tea,
Zhao Wenyan's wife is also beautiful. The slim young girl with bright eyes and good manners is obedient.
The little girl called her second sister-in-law timidly, and she answered the big red envelope prepared in advance.
The third lady sat beside her and coughed twice, and asked, "Can you be tired last night?"
The little girl blushed and replied: "No." She quickly explained, "It is the husband who forgive me."
She is too young to just get married.
The third lady thought very well. If there was no round house, there would be no round. Both of them are not big, just take it slowly.
Ruan Sheng looked at Song Luan carefully, and the second sister-in-law's name was well-deserved, and she looked really beautiful.
Song Luan also noticed her sight, caught her eyes off guard, and smiled mischievously at her, "I'll look good, you will keep staring at me."
Ruan Sheng was caught on the spot and blushed with shame.
Song Luan thought, this sister-in-law is really cute. Who doesn't like cute girls? nobody. No wonder Zhao Wenyan's bad-tempered and arrogant boy couldn't help but pity her.

Song Luan got along well with Ruan Sheng, and it seems that Ruan Sheng also likes her more, and often goes to her house to talk to her and relieve her boredom. She is in a good mood.
However, Zhao Chao's painkillers have begun to stop working. The pain in the chest has only subsided for less than half a month, and he has made a comeback, and this time the pain has increased by a hundred times.
Song Luan can't get out of bed anymore, and Zhao Nanyu is not allowed to come by to see her. He stands alone in front of her bed and wipes her sweat with a handkerchief.
She couldn't sleep at night and lived as a torment, just like the picture she had dreamed of, but the woman lying on the bed became her.
When Ruan Sheng finally came to see her, Song Luan looked pale, and seemed to fall down at any time. She leaned on the pillow and spoke to her. It took a lot of effort. As long as the effort was made, it would only hurt more.
Her eyes were wet, "Sheng Sheng, can you do me a favor?"
"You say."
"Next time you come and bring me a knife, OK?" Zhao Nanyu refused to kill her, but she didn't want to suffer.
Ruan Sheng shook his head desperately with tears.
Song Luan pulled out an ugly smile, "Look at me as it is now, but it's more painful to live. I don't want to lie to you. I want this knife to want to die." She added: "It doesn't matter if you don't agree."
She didn't want to embarrass Ruan Sheng, but she had nowhere to go.
Ruan Sheng was crying and tweeting about it, but I didn't know what to do.
Zhao Nanyu walked in at this time, without looking at Ruan Sheng, and asked her to go out directly.
Song Luan slightly regretted that she would never see Ruan Sheng in the future.
"Don't anger her."
"If she really brought you a knife, I personally killed her."
She knew that Zhao Nanyu had always done it.
Song Luan was so painful at night, he opened his mouth and bite his meat fiercely. Zhao Nanyu had left several tooth marks on his wrist, but he was a monster who was not afraid of biting.
"I can't sleep, I can't, you let me die." Song Luan was sweating with pain and staring at him with red eyes, and the words he said unconsciously were extremely hurtful, "I hate you, why I want to bear this? You just give me a relief!"
Zhao Nanyu cracked her neck so Song Luan could sleep well.
His heart was numb long ago.
Song Luan is getting thinner, holding hands in her arms, and can't eat much every day. Now, even giving her a knife is useless because she has lost her strength to commit suicide.
She leaned in Zhao Nanyu's arms and was angry, "Zhao Nanyu, I beg you to be distressed and distressed to me. I'm better to die in this way of life. Do you think it's a good deed?"
"Don't you like me? Are you lying to me? Are you willing to see that the person you like is suffering from this kind of torture?"
Song Luan didn't want to cry, she couldn't control her tears, she kept pouring out.
She leaned her neck and dropped a soft kiss on his lips. "Is it alright?"
"It's your poison, what is your regret?! Kill me, OK?"
Zhao Nanyu couldn't breathe, his brain was dull, and his eyes were pantothenic.
After Song Luan finished speaking these words, he was comatose again in pain. When he woke up again at dusk, "Squeak" sounded, and Zhao Nanyu walked in with the hands of his brother.
Song Luan felt relieved at the moment, she knew that Zhao Nanyu had decided to let her go.
Zhao Nanyu let go of his brother, dumb throat, "Go talk to your mother."
Shi Ge's eyes were red and swollen, and it seemed that he had been crying for a while. Song Luan held him, "I'm tall again."
Shige wanted to hug her and dared not touch her. Her black and white eyes stared at her mother stubbornly, fearing she would never see her again when she closed her eyes.
Song Luan's only gratification is probably knowing his brother. He didn't lame because of himself.
"Study well, don't always ignore people in the future, don't look like your father, you are not cute at all.
"mother……"
"Also, although I want you to study hard, but I don't want you to be a nerd, I still have to make a few playmates. We know that my brother is so cute, and there must be many people who like it." Song Luan said slowly .
When Brother Zhi cried, Song Luan wiped his tears with his sleeves. "Don't cry, the mother's favorite is you."
She had no energy to continue, Zhao Nanyu called Mammy Lin over and asked her to hug her brother. The moment the door closed, the last light was shut out.
Zhao Nanyu took two steps forward. He supported Song Luan's back and helped the person up.
Song Luan leaned lazily on his chest with a serene look.
The man drew a dagger from his sleeve and shook his hand slightly.
Song Luan closed his eyes lightly, his breath weak, "I don't blame you."
Like the pictures she dreamed of countless times, Zhao Nanyu would pierce her heart with a knife. The plot never refused to spare her.
In a trance, Song Luan felt that crystal drops of water fell on her cheek.
The warm light shone on his white face, and tears slipped across.
His arms strangled her to death, and sighed, "It will be better soon."