Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter 44

Song Luan has been taking care of his brothers all day and night, and is really tired of himself. Even the well-dressed makeup can't cover the haggard on her face, and there is a gloomy air between her brows and hearts.

Zhao Nanyu loosened her wrists and squinted Guangzai carefully on her face. He sullenly sighed and said in a cold voice: "Your body and bones are not very good. Take care of the child or leave it to the next person.

Song Luan reluctantly smiled, "I'm okay, just shake it, it's fine."

Zhao Nanyu didn't believe what she said, he had a debt in his heart, and he couldn't bear to worry about her child's sickness all day long. Zhao Nanyu now only wanted to raise Song Luan's body, but she wasn't going to see her.

He stretched out his hand, and his cool fingertips slowly slipped over her pale cheeks. Her fingers gently took care of her scattered hair, while Wen Wen persuaded her: "I know you can't worry about knowing your brother, but you don't want to He is okay, but you are ill again. If you know that brother will know that he will be uncomfortable, this child will be very serious, and even if it is uncomfortable, he will not tell you."

Song Luan rubbed his painful wrist and stared at his toes without answering his words.

In addition to being tired these days, she also felt uncomfortable in her body, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and some pain in her heart. It was very similar to the symptoms of the first collapse, and she blamed herself for taking less medicine the other day.

Song Luan has only been very reluctant to admit that he has really become a sick seedling, and can't do it without medicine. She didn't raise her head before, and said lowly and sullenly: "That's all right, you can find a reliable mother to look at the brother."

Zhao Nanyu heard the unhappiness in her words, pinched her chin, and raised her face. Song Luan Kai was unhappy and could see straight from the expression on her face that her mouth was pursed and her head was downcast, and even her words were reduced.

He sighed: "Aluan, I didn't refuse to let you get closer to the child, I was really worried about your body."

Song Luan doesn't know himself, but he knows that the "azure" in her body is not so good at all to restrain and cure.

With his eyes closed, Zhao Nanyu can remember the picture when he opened his mouth and asked Zhao Chao to ask for poison/medicine. At first, he didn't take this life into his heart. He asked Zhao Chao to ask for the most tortured medicine.

Zhao Chao picked from the cabinet and found a small red bottle and threw it to him. At that time, Zhao Zhao smiled and said that he was ruthless enough.

At that time, Zhao Nanyu even regarded the word as a compliment. He thought of what Song Luan did, and wanted to torture her slowly instead of killing him at once, which was too boring.

Because of the cause and effect, even he could not hide.

Song Luan looked at Zhao Nanyu with complicated eyes. She suddenly felt that Zhao Nanyu was really worried about her this time, not for other reasons. This kind of concern is still very useful to Song Luan. In fact, Zhao Nanyu can still give her a sense of security at a critical time.

Song Luan remembered that in the palace last time, she died of a painful life, and was really afraid that it would die like this. But the moment he was hugged by him, his ever-expanding fear gradually subsided.

She was hugged in his arms, whispered, and tears in his arms unscrupulously, all the grievances and uneasiness were relieved.

"Well, I didn't think much about it." Song Luan looked at him with a sincere tone.

Zhao Nanyu rarely wore a crimson round-neck narrow-sleeved robe today, with a delicate pattern embroidered in the middle, a jade belt at the waist, and dark hair bundled high, revealing extremely beautiful features. At sunset, the dim golden light wears Passing through the panes, the fine light shed on his delicate face, and the already bright and jade-like face was almost white and transparent.

The beauty of the male owner is unquestionable. Song Luan has been stupefied several times. This time, he may have been tempted by Zhao Nanyu’s beauty. Song Luan’s ghost is fascinated. At one sip, her face flushed slightly, "I know you are worried about me. Thank you."

Song Luan took the initiative to kiss him, flushed, and sat down pretending to drink a glass of water.

Zhao Nanyu's fingers touched the place where she had pecked, and his eyes were curved, and he licked his lips, squinting and staring at her, "kiss another bite."

Song Luan looked away and pretended not to hear.

She was just tempted by beauty.

Song Luan rarely took the initiative once, and Zhao Nanyu took it when he was fine, and did not continue to force her.

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The weather gradually became cooler, the autumn wind was turbulent, the ground of the courtyard was covered with golden leaves, the windows of the inner room were tightly closed, and no trace of wind could penetrate.

My brother's illness also began to improve, but Song Luan's appearance was still as pale as before.

In this way, Song Luan no longer dared to break the medicine easily. Now her body is like a bottomless hole, and she can only fill it in.

Chest tightness and shortness of breath have never appeared after taking the medicine, and his face is still pale. In addition, Song Luan did not notice any other discomfort.

Other people in the house who knew that my brother was sick also knew that both the big house and the second house had visited.

After Zhao Wenyan returned to the academy, Mrs. Zhao San only had time to visit and know her brother. Although she never loved to intervene in Zhao Nanyu's couple, knowing her brother was also her grandson. .

Moreover, Mrs. Zhao San still likes to know the good boy. Some of the other children in the prefecture are also prettier than him and more coquettish than him, but they are not as good-looking as him.

And knowing brother is the most sensible person, no noise, no noise, no cry, never upset adults.

Mrs. Zhao San picked up some golden and precious tonics from her storeroom, and was surprised to see Song Luan's weak appearance. Wasn't it good to watch the other day? Why have you been so sick again?

Mrs. Zhao San thought for a while in her mind, remembering that their husband and wife were very loving this time, and Zhao Nanyu was young and energetic. Perhaps Song Luan was not fooled by Ayu in the matter of the bed, plus Knowing my brother's illness and worry, Song Luan was just tossed and thin.

She felt that as the nominal mothers of the two, she had to say something. She took Song Luan’s hand and said good words, "Aluan, although I am, I would love to see your husband and wife in honey. The day of oil adjustment, but you can't get used to A Yu in everything, and you have to persuade him when he comes."

Song Luan was so confused, "Ah?"

Mrs. Zhao San saw an ignorant expression on her face, coughed twice, and whispered in her ear: "You can't coax you on the bed, you will get used to him and understand temperance."

Song Luan blushed and had a thick neck and a rather embarrassed look. She returned: "I know. Thank you mother for reminding me."

She can't help it! Zhao Nanyu is a beast in bed! Don't tell him to exercise restraint, as long as she makes a sound, Zhao Nanyu's actions will only become more and more fierce, and she won't listen to what she is saying.

The more Mrs. Zhao San looked at Song Luan, the more she liked it. After the child was sensible, she patted Song Luan on the back of her hand and said with concern: "While you are looking after your brother, don’t be rude to your body. When I was a child, I lost a lot of money, so I can’t afford to be sloppy again."

Song Luan listened to her and was very moved. The third lady in front of her was not the same as the one written in the original book. She is an indifferent woman in the book, and she only has her own son in her mind, no matter what Zhao Wenyan does.

The two were talking, and there was a "boom" between them, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Song Luan opened the curtain and hurriedly went in. It turned out that the brother was awake. The child might want to dress himself, but he accidentally overturned the candlestick on the desk.

If the person didn't fall to the ground, Song Luan relaxed, walked over to pick up the candlestick for him, and said with a smile, "Wake up."

Brother Zhi just woke up and blushed, he nodded, "Mother, I... I was not careful."

Song Luan was so funny that he took him off the bed and put on his clothes one by one. "It's okay, you just don't bump it." She started to tease her son again, "You are a mother Sweetheart, don’t touch it."

Sure enough, the ear of the little old-fashioned brother Chi was red with her words.

Song Luan pinched his face, "Okay, shall we go out to meet my grandmother?"

Shi Ge lowered his eyes, his cheeks were hot, "Okay."

Mrs. Zhao San was also very happy to see her brother, took out the candies prepared in advance and handed him, "Good boy."

Thank you very much for knowing my brother, and then I was taken to the front yard by Grandma Lin. He had to continue to diagnose the pulse.

As soon as the child left, Mrs. Zhao San could continue to say what she had said. She looked at Song Luan's belly with a meaningful meaning and asked, "Isn't the belly still moving?"

Song Luan froze for a long time before he would react and quickly denied, "No..."

Mrs. Zhao San sighed, "It's been several months, so it should not be reasonable."

Song Luan couldn't lift it in one breath and her fingers were shaking. She realized that Zhao Nanyu had never let her eat the Zizi soup after every incident. It was really her luck that she was not pregnant.

Song Luan's mind was a mess, and she began to speculate on Zhao Nanyu's thoughts, would he want her to regenerate one? Otherwise, with his meticulous character, he will not forget such important things as avoiding Zizitang.

But Song Luan himself had no plans to give him another one. She is still waiting for a suitable time to pick up and leave. As long as the Song family does not fall, the chance of her leaving safely and securely is great.

Her voice was trembling. "Don't worry, the fate comes naturally."

Mrs. Zhao San thought about it thoughtfully, and immediately said: "After two days, when you are better, you and I will go to Fuluosi together to salute the Buddha, and then we will give away the Guanyin."

Song Luan was also not good at rejecting the elder's request, and had to stubbornly respond, "Okay."

After eating tea and saying something for a while, Song Luan sent away Mrs. Zhao San. She sat at the window and thought for a long time. After thinking about it, she still thought it was very difficult to rely on herself to drink the Zizi soup. People cannot buy medicines and decoctions.

Song Luan decided to wait for Zhao Nanyu to come back at night and told him about it.