Chapter 80:

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She felt bored. Zhao Nanyu was exactly the same as the one written in "Quan Chen". She was not close to a woman and had a cold personality. If he treated a woman differently, it must be purposeful to use her.
So it's not too much to say that he is cruel.
Song Luan took off his shoes, socks and coat and rolled onto the bed, wrapped himself into a cocoon, rolled in a circle on the bed, and slept under the quilt.
Zhao Nanyu sat at the bed and stared at her quietly, her white fingers lightly touched her cheeks, her pupils' color gradually deepened, and the corners of her lips rose a little, her smile sensational.
He didn't see it, she didn't have any sincerity towards him.

It was early summer and the weather was getting hotter. During these days, she rarely saw Zhao Nanyu. He was too busy to see him. Song Luan could also guess what he was probably busy with. This year the male host took up His Sixth Highness. Since then, he has started Protruding in the Chaotang, straight up. The Six Highnesses finally killed the enemies in the fierce battle for the succession of the enemies. Among them, Zhao Nanyu exerted a lot of energy and strategy, and the new emperor ascended the throne.
Breaking the finger to count the days, less than one year left before the new emperor ascended the throne, that is to say, Zhao Nanyu was not far from the beginning.
It wasn’t Song Luan’s self-love, she really thought that Zhao Nanyu should not be as murderous as she used to be. She was stabbed with poison and set fire to others. Occasionally she could even see love in his eyes.
Zhao Nanyu didn't show up very much, she was happy.
On this day, Madam Zhao San suddenly called her over and invited her to have lunch together.
Mrs. Zhao San, who is the biological mother of Zhao Wenyan, was dedicated to the Buddha. She never asked Zhao Nanyu about it. She couldn’t even ask Zhao Nanyu, the
son,
not to ask her for peace every year. Zhao Nanyu’s gloomy body was too heavy and she didn’t like it.
Song Luan wore gold and silver, and put on a very gorgeous makeup before slowly going to the house of the third lady in the west courtyard. The lunch was already set, and Mrs. Zhao San looked up and saw a bright and shiny makeup. The woman immediately frowned, thinking that Song Luan hadn't made much progress for several years.
Mrs. Zhao San sighed deeply in her heart. She couldn’t take this daughter-in-law. She didn’t dare to say or dare to scold. Song Luan was not only arrogant, but she also had a bad temper. You said she could hit you with dozens of sentences. After crying, making trouble, hanging up, and being aggrieved, she made a fuss and wanted to go back to her family.
Mrs. Zhao San returned to see that her eyes hurt, and she dared to call people when she was fully prepared. She smiled, "Aluan, sit down."
Song Luan sat opposite her, and there was a strange woman sitting on the table. Mrs. Zhao San said, "This is Ruoyun, a girl from the Yang family in Suzhou."
That is her niece.
Yang Ruoyunsheng's little family Jasper is also very good looking up to the sky, with a petite face and a smile on his face, and when he looks at it, he knows that he is a reasonable person.
Song Luan nodded at her, beckoned.
In the original book, Yang Ruoyun is a very important person. He is a female partner in this book. He is obsessed with the male host. Every year, Yang Ruoyun will live in the Zhao family for a period of time. When she was young, she liked to follow the male host. Want to marry him.
As a female match, Song Luan thinks that she is a very clever female match, so that the small means will never let the male host know, because the male host likes a simple cowardly little white rabbit, she silently guards the male host by the side, working hard to complain, not asking for a name Points will not be forced.
Yang Ruoyun grasped the fact that the original owner did not like the male owner, and slowly approached the original owner, blowing her ears to make her separate from the male owner. Angry male master, lost his life.
"My cousin is good." Yang Ruoyun smiled sweetly at her.
Song Luan also smiled a little, "Nice cousin."
At this moment, she suddenly gave birth to a feeling that Zhao Nanyu and Yang Ruoyun matched so well. The ruthless young master and the scheming infatuated girl were born to be a pair!
The book "The Minister of Power" says that the man likes to be the kind of delicate, coquettish, crying, courageous, charming and charming woman. Song Luan thought that all men may not escape the desire to conquer and protect .
The delicate and weak girl is more able to evoke the protection of men.
Mrs. Zhao San really didn't know what her niece thought about Zhao Nanyu. She didn't tell Zhao Nanyu any plans to send her concubine. She said bitterly, "The old man couldn't sleep at all these days."
Song Luan pretended to be worried, "What's wrong with this?"
Mrs. Zhao San went on to say: "Ding thrives in the big house and the second room. Only our three houses have thin heirs. I knew that my brother was premature. He was weak and often ill..." Shui Guang continued: "Now that I know my brother is four years old, should you and Ayu also ask for another one?"
This is not what she wanted to say. Master Zhao San did not care at all. It was the old lady who asked her to call her.
The old lady hates Zhao Nanyu, but she loves to know her brother so much that she feels lonely at home and has no children to accompany him. Coupled with other married grandchildren who have more than one child, they inevitably want to be urged.
Mrs. Zhao San could see that Song Luan was not interested in Zhao Nanyu, let alone liked it. She also heard that there was an accident with a wise brother. After four years of marriage, both of them had nothing to do, and most of them had no feelings. with.
Song Luan thought that Mrs. Zhao San was to make a bridge for Yang Ruoyun. She had already figured out what she was going to do. She had a tantrum and then reluctantly agreed. If the man had a woman, there would be no time Take care of her, how good!
After thousands of calculations, Mrs. Zhao San actually urged her and Zhao Nanyu to have a baby? !
Oh my god.
Song Luan was embarrassed to tell her that the two of them had almost never shared a room. After she walked in, she did sleep with Zhao Nanyu for many times. It seems that they are very close, but Zhao Nanyu has never touched it. She, without desire and without desire, is like a monk with a clear heart.
She has reason to guess that Zhao Nanyu has not touched her for the past four years. So the original owner will look for men one by one outside!
Under such circumstances, how could they still have children?
Song Luan laughed twice, "Children's affairs have to go hand in hand."
Mrs. Zhao San was very disappointed when she heard what she said. She didn't want to care about them very much. Unfortunately, the old lady made a speech. Even if she didn't want to control anymore, she had to control it.
"I can see it too. Your husband and wife have improved a lot these days. It's not difficult to take advantage of this opportunity to have a child." The third lady must have misunderstood her, thinking she was because she didn't have Zhao Nanyu in her heart. The reluctant words that he did not want to give birth to for his children were not so glorious when they met their brothers.
In October when she was pregnant, Song Luan lost countless tempers at the Zhao family, crying, making trouble, and smashing things, making the Zhao family restless.
Song Luan cheeked and pretended not to understand what she said, "Naturally the fate comes when the child comes."
Yang Ruoyun, who was sitting on the side, even opened up for her, "Auntie, Cousin said yes, the child's matter depends on fate."
Of course, Yang Ruoyun didn't want her to regenerate one. She looked forward to Song Luan's unreasonable troubles, completely annoying Zhao Nanyu, and letting them spoil.
Mrs. Zhao San's mouth said she couldn't move Song Luan. The people in front of her didn't enter. She was worried and sighed. "Since you say that, you will go to the temple with me next month to ask for a sign. The Bodhisattva will see you. Sincerely, the child may come."
Asking for Bodhisattva is better than asking for Zhao Nanyu.
He is simply not a normal man, scary with good restraint, he will never touch without touching.
Song Luan pretended to be silly, "Okay."
There is no other way for Mrs. Zhao San, even if she knows that Song Luan is going to the temple, she will not really ask for a child. She also wants to try it.
After saying a few words, Mrs. Zhao San also found that Song Luan was not the same as before. She used to be beautiful, but she was too brutal and sharp, and she was unreasonable. She looked calm today and seemed to be calm. It seems to be a lot better. She smiles sweetly and charmingly.
In the twinkling of an evening, Song Luan started to go back, and Mrs. Zhao San didn't hold back, looking at her for a few more words, finally she couldn't bear it, and finally reminded, "Aluan, you... you're going from now on After that, he broke off with other men. He should never have thoughts that he should never have. Nan Yu...he... he is not a very annoying person."
Mrs. Zhao San saw it from a long time ago. Zhao Nanyu's child was extraordinary, and he didn't give people a chance to breathe.
Song Luan Yang Xiaoyi is still hooking up with powerful men. Zhao Nanyu must know these things.
Where she went and said something, I am afraid that she couldn't escape Zhao Nanyu's eyes, so the third lady asked him to spare his nephew in Dali Temple, but Zhao Nanyu didn't appreciate it.
Song Luan thought she was right, her head was like pounding garlic, "Uh, uh, you are right."
She decided to see He Run all around!
But Song Luan was still too little to see the original master's ability, she just returned to her yard in the evening, and then listened to the words of the servants of the servants, and a little drow came to the door, and happened to meet Zhao Nanyu, who came back from the palace, just in front of the gate. He was so bold that he would not let him in. He shouted loudly outside the door, and he would see Song Luan.
Zhao Nanyu immediately kicked him and kicked the man against the pillar, vomiting blood.
Chilling along the back of Song Luan's back, she was afraid of death tonight! ! !
He Run looked at her reluctantly, and even wanted to catch up, "Aluan, I... I will wait for you."
Fortunately, Song Luan was running fast, and she didn't need to continue to struggle with him endlessly. She ran out of the garden in one breath. Finally, she saw a maidservant and quickly stopped her. She put on a face that was not easy to mess with. Asked: "Where is Auntie?"
The maid felt that she was particularly unlucky. Ms. San came back two or three times a year. She was hit by her. She was really afraid of the grumpy Ms. San, who was wrong and caused her to be unhappy and beaten up. It's not that there was no such thing.
She pointed to a room on the left, and tremblingly answered, "Grandpa is in your house."
Song Luan pretended to be impatient, and waved his hand, "Okay, I know."
She sorted out her clothes and walked in the direction of the maid's fingers. The door was closed and there was no sound in it. Song Luan wondered whether Zhao Nanyu was in her room or not.
Zhao Nanyu came back in one step. She knew that her brother was still awake and did not wake up. He first sat by the bed for a while. After a while, he stood up, and for the first time gave birth to the desire/wish to see her boudoir.
I have been here so many times and have never watched it carefully.
The girl’s room seems to have a unique fragrance. There is a dressing cabinet in front of the bed with a bronze mirror on it. He walked over and opened the small drawer under the cabinet, which contained some daughter’s household gadgets, mostly For dressing up, he saw a few handkerchiefs in the corner, picked them up and put them on his hands and looked at them carefully.
Zhao Nanyu smiled. The handkerchiefs were extremely crappy. There wasn't even a thing embroidered on it. I knew at a glance that the master embroiderer was not good.
He silently put the handkerchief back to his place, and did not continue to watch. He sat down and poured himself a cup of tea and sipped.
At this moment, Song Luan outside the house opened the door and walked in. Her face was a little red, and some sweat beads were coming out of her forehead. She looked at him and asked, "Is Si Ge still asleep?"
Zhao Nanyu lowered his eyes and squeezed the cup tightly with his fingers. He could not hear any ups and downs from his voice. He said, "Yes."
Suddenly he lifted his face and stared at her with deep eyes. The moment Song Luan was staring at him, he felt his eyes were terrible, like a beast of flood directly attacking her.
Zhao Nanyu got up and walked slowly to her. He smiled suddenly and took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve. He gently wiped the sweat beads on her forehead for her. He asked with concern: "How did you sweat? Where did it come from?"
Song Luan stretched his back, and a coolness came out of his back. Although Zhao Nanyu was very gentle at this time, she was still uneasy. She smiled dryly, "Maybe it is too hot."
Zhao Nanyu heard that the temperature in his eyes was a little colder, and his emotions of violent, murderous, and jealous were well pressed against his chest. He still smiled and couldn't see anything wrong, "Is it? I thought Are you running over?"
In fact, Zhao Nanyu has seen many scenes where Song Luan is entangled with other men. Sometimes he is a son of a knight in the capital, and a brother of hereditary son of the family. He can bear it every time, and has learned the skills of ignorance over time. But just now he saw the picture of Song Luan and He Run standing together, his long-lost anger surged into his heart, and even jealousy, he wanted to kill the man and wanted to monopolize her.
Zhao Nanyu is a terrible man. He is forbearing and can control his emotions very well. After listening to those words, he did not choose to go out, but left quietly.
At this moment he stared at Song Luan quietly, at this familiar and strange face.
Song Luan was afraid to move when he saw it. She did not know that Zhao Nanyu had heard what she and He Run said, "There is nothing to run, just such a big place."
Zhao Nanyu is a man who hates being deceived very much. Song Luan refuses to admit it. Even if he really wants to ask this question, "Is it thirsty? Would you like to drink?"
Song Luan didn't drink water all morning, and then he and He Run twitched so much, her throat and mouth were already out of work. She nodded, "I'm thirsty."
Zhao Nanyu poured a glass of water for her very intimately and handed her, "Drink."
"Thank you."
"Oh, did your mother tell you a lot?"