Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter 41

Huai Jin is a very beautiful little boy. When she looked at Song Luan with red eyes, she was looked at with a bit of frustration. Song Luan didn’t think the child was so stubborn, she didn’t go to him, so she did it herself. Baba's guard was outside.

Under the corner of the wall is not a good place to talk. Song Luan looked left and saw no other people. She was still not at ease. She grabbed his sleeve and dragged the person under the tree around the corner.

Shaded by the shade, golden light fell on his cheek through the leaves with clear veins, the boy was almost white glowing, red lips and white teeth were beautiful.

Song Luan tried to reason with him and said in good words: "Huai Jin, I don't know you are waiting for me. I have other important things today. I really don't have time to talk with you here. I will go first. Haha."

Was Huai Jin so easy to pass, grabbed her arm, the corner of her mouth bent down, and the voice was quite loud, "Where are you going?"

Song Luan hurriedly covered his mouth, fearing that he would attract other people, she lowered her voice and patiently explained: "This is inconvenient to tell you, I will go first, you should go back quickly."

Song Luan ran off with his legs stretched out, and Huai Jin was also very clever. He did not leave behind her, and his angry face was green. "Are you planning to leave me?"

Huai Jin was a little smart by himself. Song Luan didn't come to him for such a long time, most of them didn't want him. Huai Jin was sad to think of it here. He didn't know what he did to make her angry.

Song Luan took a step at the foot and pondered for a moment. She wanted to take advantage of the fact that she and Huai Jin were clear now, so as not to harm him in the future.

She turned sideways, her expression condensed, and she stopped talking several times, finally speaking out, "Huaijin, I..."

Song Luan opened his mouth, and Huai Jin knew what she wanted to say. He blocked his ears with his hands, like a rogue, "I don't listen, I don't listen."

"I haven't said it yet, don't you listen?"

"It's definitely not a good word."

Song Luan sighed for a long time, somewhat powerless, but even if Huai Jin didn’t want to listen, she had to say: "I was wrong in the past. We don’t want to go so close in the future...you have a good life."

Such a beautiful boy, there must be many girls who like him in the future.

Song Luan wants to find a good future for him as much as possible, rather than the ending in a tragic death.

The flies can be caught between Huai Jin's brows, and his face is as dark as the bottom of the pot. He shouted angrily: "But you don't like that surnamed Zhao! You also said that you want to leave him, and we... we were originally nothing. I won’t do that with you before you leave!”

Song Luan was completely relieved, Xin Xin and the two still had good manners, and did not break through the bottom line of the relationship between men and women.

Since Song Luan couldn't dissuade him, Song Luan didn't want to waste precious time. She had to go back to Song House quickly, and she had to come back before dark.

Huai Jin didn't walk away from life and death, but wanted to follow her ass. He thought that Song Luan's reason for leaving him was not a shame, but a new relationship.

Huai Jin followed the way, and finally realized that the two had walked to the door of Song Mansion.

He was kicked by Song Luan's brother on the street two days ago. The location is not much different from where Zhao Nanyu kicked. He still feels pain now.

The little servants who stood in front of the Song House recognized Song Luan, stunned, wiped the beads of their eyes, and made sure they were right, and hurried up. "Miss Three! How did you come back?! I didn't tell you in advance. "

Song Luan slowly said: "I'm back to see my mother, what's wrong? Would you like to report it to you?"

"Don't dare, you come in quickly, the little one will inform Aunt Lin."

"No, I went in to find my mother myself."

She entered the door of the Song family, but Huai Jin was blocked by the door. Several guards blocked the door. They seem to have known Huai Jin long ago.

Song Luan found Aunt Lin’s yard all the way from her last memory. When she arrived, Aunt Lin was picking up satin in the house to make the autumn clothes to be worn this year.

The sudden appearance of Song Luan really surprised Aunt Lin, "Aluan, where did you come from?"

The gold and silver jewelry worn by Aunt Lin almost did not blind Song Luan's eyes, and she replied: "I went out today to see you."

She dare not tell the truth to her mother.

Aunt Lin seldom doubted the truth of her words. She stepped forward and took her hand, with a bright smile on her face. She smiled and said, "It's still your filial piety, and I know to come back to see me."

After finishing this sentence, Aunt Lin let all the maids dressing her in the house go out. She didn’t like to have outsiders when she talked to her baby girl.

After sitting, Song Luan poured himself a glass of water, poured a small half of it, and licked his lips. She asked: "Mother, can you speak in front of your father?"

Aunt Lin's eyes narrowed. "What are you asking about this? What the **** are you doing?"

Song Luan swallowed her throat, but avoided avoiding it, only to be coquettish with her mother, "You tell me first."

Aunt Lin felt that her baby daughter was the most beautiful, and she was particularly pitiful when she was spoiled. She didn't even ask any questions at the moment, and directly replied: "Can you say a sentence or two."

This is already her modest words. Song Luan is so beautiful. Aunt Lin is her biological mother. She looks pretty natural. Although she is old now, she still has a charm.

Coupled with Aunt Lin's excellent temperament, she was soft when she should be soft in front of Song Luan's father, and it was unambiguous to initiate a small temper. After all these years, she was still quite a pet in front of her master.

At least what she said, the old man was willing to listen.

A tight thread in Song Luan's heart gradually relaxed, and she was most afraid that Aunt Lin would not be able to speak before her father, so she could not remind her father not to make a mistake with His Royal Highness.

"Mother, I heard a message from Ayu yesterday."

Aunt Lin raised her ears, "You said."

Song Luan confirmed that the doors and windows were closed, and then she whispered in the ear of Aunt Lin: "I heard that the emperor intended to pass the throne to His Royal Highness."

This is of course nonsense. She doesn't know who the emperor wants to be the prince, but she knows that the future emperor is His Royal Highness, which is enough.

Aunt Lin rounded her eyes and was surprised. "My God, Luanbao, you are really alive. I thought that you only know how to make fun of pleasure. You all started to inquire about such things. Not bad." , She asked: "However, where did this news come from?"

No matter how much, Song Luan couldn't explain it. She pretended not to be happy: "Mother, don't you believe me yet?"

"Oh, naturally Niangni believes in you." Aunt Lin also guessed the deep meaning of Song Luan's words to her. If the emperor intended for His Highness, wouldn't their family fight with His Highness for death in the future?

Aunt Lin also knows a little about Chaotang. On weekdays, she often enjoys tea and flowers with the wives and concubines of noble officials, and the topic is nothing more than rouge gouache, but occasionally mentions who is degraded and who is promoted.

"Mother, just believe me. I'm afraid that something will happen to our family."

"You can rest assured that the mother will talk to your father." Aunt Lin is smooth and speaks very well. If she wants to tell the lord about this, she will not be as straightforward as Song Luan.

Suddenly, Song Luan vaguely heard the cry. She raised her eyes and looked at Aunt Lin silly, and asked, "Mother, is anyone in the house crying?"

When Aunt Lin heard it, her eyes seemed to glow, and her face was full of scorn and scorn, "Oh, your sister Song Yu is crying."

Song Luan's hand holding the tea cup was stagnant, "What's wrong with her?"

Aunt Lin said slowly: "The night after I came back from the palace, I started to have a stomachache. I couldn't find a lot of doctors. I didn't see it. You didn't see it. In just a few days, she was already thin and not good. I see I feel pitiful."

Song Luan looked at her mother's kiss and couldn't hold the smile, and the mood was complicated. Her mother was not like sympathizing with Song Luan! ?

Aunt Lin said she was very excited about other people's affairs, and she was tireless. "Yesterday I invited a master in Taoist Temple to be optimistic."

"What did the master say?" Intuition told Song Luan that this one thing is exactly what Zhao Nanyu retaliated against for her revenge.

Aunt Lin almost didn't laugh. She didn't like Song Yu at all. She was very pitiful and sold her hands. In the past four years, Luanbao's husband came back, and her eyes were the same as when they fell on Zhao Nanyu.

"The master said she was guilty of her life, and she could only get rid of it if she had a happy event." She ran her throat, and then said: "It just happened that she was at the age when she should be married too. The old man and his wife chose a fair young man Talented, they talked about the match with the eight characters, just got married this morning, but your sister has a heart and has cried from morning to now."

What is the use of crying? The words of parents' matchmaker said that if you don't want to marry, you must marry. Aunt Lin watched all the good shows, so Song Yu didn't have to expect her good son-in-law to give Luan Bao a break, so she had a chance.

Song Luan naturally had no affection for Song Yu, a person who was critical of her, and remained silent for a long time, and finally jumped out of his mouth, "This is very good."

After talking, Song Luan didn’t plan to stay longer in Song Mansion, and Aunt Lin didn’t leave her too much. She cried again and drove her to the door, without seeing the carriage or even the person who was waiting for her. Know what is going on.

But she firmly believes that there is a reason for her daughter to do anything, baby girl can never be wrong.

Aunt Lin also secretly stuffed a bag of gold leaves into Song Luan's sleeve, afraid she would be hungry and poor.

Song Luan returned from the original path and climbed back to the high wall according to the previous method. She didn't know that someone was waiting for the rabbit.

Zhao Nanyu wore a t-shirt, raised his sleeves with light breeze, and his hair was **** high, and the facial features were three-pointed. The air of the killing came, he stood with his hands behind his back, his lips raised slightly, looking at the high wall She smiled, and the soft wind brought his gentle voice to Song Luan's ear. He said: "Be careful, I will follow you below, don't hurt yourself."

Song Luan shivered violently, her legs softened.