Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter Fourteen

In a flash, Song Luan’s father’s birthday was countless in her heart. She didn’t know what his father’s attitude towards this daughter was. To be honest, the Song family and his son in the book “Power Minister” could not be fond of fouling.

She sat on the bed and grabbed a hand of her hair irritably. If she could, she hoped that Zhao Nanyu would not go to the Song family.

The reason is very simple. The Song family looks down on him, and certainly no one has a good face towards him. But his father-in-law's birthday, he could not justify it without going.

Song Luan thought the brain hurt, ah yelled, the whole person fell on the quilt, buried his face inside, a pair of calves kicked in the air indiscriminately.

Zhao Nanyu started much earlier than she did. She wondered if he should leave the early dynasty, and she started flying freely without fear of being seen by him.

But Song Luan didn't know that Zhao Nanyu specially asked for leave that day. He didn't go to the dynasty or Dali Temple. He finished his sword in the yard and sweated on his forehead. When he opened the curtain, he saw people on the bed. The thin white legs swayed outside the quilt, and the hair was messed up like a little madman who lost his temper.

Zhao Nanyu leaned against the door and watched her lose her temper, then smiled and said, "Are you happy with the quilt?"

Song Luan's head buzzed, and he quickly raised his head, staring round at him, looking at him silly, "Ah?"

Where did he come from? Don't you have to go to the morning chao?

Suddenly enough, she suddenly returned to her head, gathered her broken hair in her ears, and smiled dryly, with a small voice, "I have no hammer."

Zhao Nanyu smiled, "Okay, don't breathe with yourself, get up and wash your face and make up. We can't be late today."

His indulgent tone seemed to be talking to children.

Song Luan nodded confusedly and crawled down from the bed confusedly. When he was about to change his clothes, he turned his head and said, "You go out."

The longer the days of getting along, Song Luan's original minions are exposed. She is even a little clever, knowing what things can be indulgent in front of Zhao Nanyu.

"Okay, I'm going out." Zhao Nanyu put down the curtain for her very caringly.

Song Luan's wardrobe is full of dazzling clothes, the color is the most red, one is more beautiful than a piece, only a few brand new plain clothes, this look is not worn by the original owner, 80% is disgusting.

She seriously thought about it, and finally chose a pink waist-waist skirt. The bright colors can better reflect her temperament. If she goes back to her mother’s house today, she wears a body suit. Is she having a problem with her head?

But on all occasions, as long as there are young talents and young ladies in the family, the original owner must be dressed up very beautifully, and the scenery will appear in everyone's eyes.

After Song Luan was dressed, Zhao Nanyu also ordered people to bring the birthday gift prepared in advance.

He sat quietly, tapping his slender fingers gently on the table, waiting patiently for the woman to come out.

Song Luan went out to meet his beautiful eyes, Zhao Nanyu stared at her very attentively.

At first glance, her delicate little face was put on makeup carefully, her skin was delicate, and the porcelain was as white as jade. This time, the gorgeous makeup on her face did not look annoying, a little less tacky, but it brought her beauty to the fullest. .

Zhao Nanyu saw the former shadow on her face. She always likes heavy makeup and makeup, and always wears the kind that can be seen by people at a glance.

He nodded slightly, "It's beautiful."

Song Luan's thick-skinned skin couldn't help his straightforward compliments. Her ears were a little hot. She pretended to calmly reply, "You are also very handsome today."

Zhao Nanyu wore a blue round-neck straight-sleeved robe with a long jade stand and a crystal-clear jade hanging around her waist. The white jade crown tied his hair, and the jaw line was a little sharp. After hearing her words, his The corner of the lips slightly raised upwards, and seemed to be very praising her.

Zhao Nanyu pushed the things he had followed and said slowly, "Will your father like this gift?"

Song Luan glanced at him and said: "He likes it."

Zhao Nanyu prepared a pair of inkstones. She didn't know anything about this kind of thing and couldn't see a doorway. Her father was a court official, and she should be all fond of pen, ink, and inkstones. This gift was not shabby in the past, and it was quite satisfactory.

"That's good." He took a sip of tea and said again: "It's not early, let's go."

"Well," she replied.

This time when I returned to Song Dynasty, the husband and wife had to bring their brothers together. The chances for the children to see their grandfather and grandmother were rare.

The joy of wearing my brother, it may be that the weather has been very cold in the past two days. His clothes are tightly packed and look rounder than usual.

He stood quietly by the carriage in front of the house and waited, his big dark eyes stared at the tip of his shoe, and when he heard the footsteps behind him, he suddenly became tense and the fingers under his sleeve were tight Some expectations, but I don’t know what I am expecting.

Song Luan stepped forward to touch his head, "How long have you been waiting?"

Don’t open your face uncomfortably, and your ears are red, "No...not long."

"How long is it?"

I can't bear to tease my brother, if I can't answer it, he just won't answer, and I can't speak with my lips pressed.

Song Luan rubbed his face again and sighed in his heart.

The seriousness of the little person softened her heart.

Zhao Nanyu glanced at her, then at the brother, and then he said, "Get in the carriage."

Song Luan originally wanted to climb up the carriage with his brother in mind, and found it too difficult to give up.

The carriage was much warmer than the outside, and her hands and feet were gradually warming up. The brother sitting next to her, Zhao Nanyu leaned against the window.

The carriage is not too big or small, just enough to accommodate three people, and there are some snacks and broken mouths on the low table for padding.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff, no one squeaked for a while, and it made people feel quiet. Song Luan was brave and gently hugged Brother Ge, put the person on his lap, and then asked, "Know Brother, do you want to eat?"

Brother Ge touched his round belly and shook his head, "I'm not hungry, mother, I have eaten it."

"Ok."

Zhao Nanyu suddenly reached out 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. She got up early in the morning and didn't have time to eat. She is still hungry.

Song Luan looked up and did not let herself fall in the air. She straightened up and grabbed the red bean cake in Zhao Nanyu's hand, stuffed it in her mouth, and muttered while eating, "I don't want you to feed."

Zhao Nanyu raised an eyebrow after hearing this sentence, but he didn't say anything, he just watched her eat in silence.

Brother Zhi looked at them curiously, licked his lips, and thought, the red bean cake must be delicious. The mother was so happy that he looked greedy.

His little hand secretly grabbed the mother's clothes corner, it seems that the current mother would not run away after grabbing like this.

Zhao House and Song House were separated by more than half of the capital, and the carriage moved slowly, and Song Luan was full of stomach, and the big and small people did not take the initiative to speak. The shaky carriage made her sleepy, and she was pregnant. Brother Li in Li closed her eyes with her chest.

Zhao Nanyu put down the book in his hand and stared at them quietly. Both the mother and son were sleeping soundly, and the sleeping face was quiet. Song Luan's hand also protected the waist of the brother knowingly or accidentally, preventing him from her. Fell off his leg.

Zhao Nanyu rarely takes a closer look at Song Luan. The marriage at that time didn't matter to him. Who should marry?

Even after she disdained him, the endless humiliation she brought, Zhao Nanyu didn't think there was anything, but she was a woman who tended to become more powerful. It is not difficult to tidy up, it is easier to pinch her than to pinch ants.

Although Song Luan's favor with him these days is not so obvious, but he is not a fool, how can he not see her intentionally or unintentionally showing weakness?

Zhao Nanyu smiled. He looked closely at the woman in front of him, and it became more and more itchy. No doubt her appearance is very beautiful. The facial features are bright and beautiful, the drooping eyelashes are black and thick, the red lips are slightly open, and they are not sleeping well Her posture makes her collar a little messy.

He silently reached out and sorted out the clothes for her personally, but he couldn't help it. His cold fingers slowly crossed the edge of her cheek, seeming to trace her outline.

The sleeping person seemed to feel something, and he shivered and frowned.

Zhao Nanyu raised his eyebrows and took his hand back as if nothing had happened.

Song Luan didn't sleep long, the carriage stopped at the door of Song Mansion, Song Luan's father was proud in the officialdom, and the birthday ceremony was also very impressive. carriage.

Listening to the voice outside, Song Luan opened his eyes in a daze, turned his head and asked Zhao Nanyu, "Are you here?"

"Ok."

He stepped off the carriage first, and then put the unconscious wanderer on one shoulder with one hand, then reached out to her again, "Come, I will help you."

The couple Qin Se and Ming appeared at the door of the Song family, watching the ignorant of a person and so on. Sure enough, they could see everything for a long time. The most beautiful young lady of the Song family went back to her family with her husband! ?

Being stared at by the eyes of everyone, Song Luan felt very embarrassed. In contrast, Zhao Nanyu was much calmer, without changing his face or squinting, walking straight on the boots.

Song Luan raised his chest and put on a very indifferent expression, she walked proudly beside Zhao Nanyu.

Song Luan’s mother was Aunt Lin in the house. She had longed for her daughter to come back. After knowing that she had arrived, she hurried to the front yard and saw her sweetheart daughter from afar.

Aunt Lin rushed up, she took Song Luan's hand, looked at her up and down, and suddenly lamented: "My treasure! You... how much hardship did you all have at Zhao's house? The meat was thin, there wasn’t even a decent hairpin on her head, and the mother’s heart was sore."

At that moment, Song Luan felt that the mother of the original owner seemed pretty good...

Aunt Lin wiped her tears pretendingly, and then moved her eyes to Zhao Nanyu beside her, glanced lightly, and didn't say anything unpleasant to him, but hummed extremely disdainfully, pointing at Sang and cursing Huai, "Poor my treasure At first, your marriage was not good, and your mother should have expected that your life will be difficult after marriage, but you never thought that you would be embarrassed. Without beautiful clothes and jewelry, you can’t even eat enough, my poor daughter."

Song Luan: "..."

Zhao Nanyu smiled and listened, showing no anger at all, but Song Luan felt that he was pinching the fingers of her waist more and more hard.

It really hurts to get pinched in the waist.