Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter Sixty

Song Luan admires himself and can calmly ask him, "Why?"

Zhao Nanyu hugged her tightly, clenched her teeth, and explained to her very slowly, "I asked the doctor, your health is bad, you can't want it."

Song Luan couldn't breathe and her face was as white as paper. She wanted to break free from his arms, but the man's strength was too great, she was trapped in his arms, "Is it because of this?"

She didn't quite believe it, yes, she was weak and sickly, but these days she was taking medicine, and it wasn't as if her chest tightness fainted because she didn't move like that before.

"We don't want it anymore. I can't put you at risk of losing your life."

Song Luan red eyes, staring at him without blinking, "I am not so vulnerable, I will not let myself have an accident." She looked up, trying not to let the crystal clear tears fall down in her eyes, she said: "It's always you who are making the decision, this time it's my turn to make the decision myself."

Zhao Nanyu guessed that she would not compromise easily. He gritted his teeth and continued, "You are obedient."

He stretched out his fingers and wiped the water around her eyes. "It's enough for us to know my brother."

Song Luan's nose was sour, and his throat was sour and speechless, and the hot tears rolled down one by one, and he couldn't stop it, "I don't listen, why? Huh!? Why everything is up to you You have to listen to you for making decisions?"

This child is just a little bit older in her belly. How can she bear to give up because of his sentence, or the doctor's sentence?

She lifted her sleeves and wiped her tears, sobbing, "I will take medicine and take care of myself. I assure you that neither I nor the child will have any problems on the day of production."

Zhao Nanyu's eyes were red, hugged her, and slowly said: "We still know brothers, I can't take you to take risks."

After thinking for a while, Zhao Nanyu touched her cheek and said slowly, "I can not have children, but I cannot lose you."

Song Luan shoved her mouth and tried to laugh, but she couldn't laugh, even the mocking laugh.

Song Luan nodded silently, she tried to raise her lips, smiled at him, but the smile was ugly.

She asked, "If I can't get better in my life, can I never have a child again? If I accidentally get pregnant again in the future, I have to be the same as this time, and I have to shed my pregnancy. I ask you if you are? "

Zhao Nanyu shook hands and hugged her tightly, as if he never wanted to let go, his throat was sore and swollen in his breath, his throat swelled and he was suffering, "I don’t like children very much, we just need to know brother It’s enough."

One child is enough.

From now on, he will never think about his daughter again.

Nothing in this world is more important than her life.

Song Luan's heart was as gray as death, and his expression was numb in his arms. She was blind, looking empty into the distance, and there were no more tears in her eyes.

Suddenly she remembered that this body was poisoned. Although she knew what she knew, she asked Zhao Nanyu who had poisoned her.

The poison in her body has no antidote. These days, Zhao Nanyu kept saying that she liked her, but she did not show any intention to give her the antidote.

Song Luan touched the belly and smiled bitterly. From knowing this child to now, the days are not long. She gradually accepted the expectation of the child, but she will soon be unable to keep her.

Song Luan closed her eyes and felt very sad. She also learned how to take care of children these days. She thought about whether he was a boy or a girl day and night. She wanted to prepare a lot of beautiful clothes for him. Bright.

This dream was crushed by Zhao Nanyu.

Song Luan suddenly had an inexplicable hatred in her heart. If Zhao Nanyu hadn't poisoned her, her body wouldn't decay into this way, and the child wouldn't be implicated.

Before that, she had also thought about staying with him in the future, even if the two are not in a deep relationship, but still have two children.

Life needs to run in, and after a long time, she feels that she and Zhao Nanyu can get along well.

But now she suddenly didn't think so. If Zhao Nanyu insisted on draining the child, she had no room for resistance, and she was helpless.

When reading books before, Song Luan, as an outsider, had no way of empathizing with the characters in the book, and had no way of understanding the mistress's practices. She felt hypocritical. And when she was a person in the book, she found everything to be so helpless.

This child will become a thorn in her heart, which will never be pulled out, and it will be quietly inserted in the heart, and it hurts.

She will resent Zhao Nanyu for no reason, and seeing the children of others will remember that they had the last child they lost.

Song Luan opened his eyes, his tone was plain, "Zhao Nanyu, are you sure you will not regret it?"

"I do not know."

Song Luan smiled weakly and said twice, "That's better then that's better."

Sure enough, he is a male host, and treats his own flesh and blood with all his heart and soul.

*

In the evening, the abortion pills had been cooked in the kitchen, and a hot bowl of pills was brought into her house by the maid.

Zhao Nanyu took the bowl by himself and put it on the table. He hadn't slept all day. The blood in his eyes became more and more serious. He silently looked at the woman sitting on the bed.

Song Luan wore a thin tunic and hugged his legs to the corner of the wall. At that time, he cried too tired, and then fell asleep.

Song Luan is very strange that she slept soundly and soundly.

She didn't know that she had been talking about dreams while she was asleep, and that what she said was endless and incomprehensible.

Song Luan hugged herself tightly. She felt that she was cold all over her body. Her hands and feet were not covered. Her eyes were swollen and looked very pitiful.

Zhao Nanyu walked to the bed with the medicine. His pale face was not bloody. The soup in his hand was still hot. He opened his lips and whispered: "Drink the medicine."

It took a long time before Song Luan lifted his face, the grape-like dark eyes looked straight at him, and Hao Bai's wrist shivered out of the quilt, and his fingertips were shaking.

Zhao Nanyu sighed softly and sat down beside her, "I feed you."

Song Luan swallowed her throat and subconsciously hid back. She used a small voice and said pitifully, "Can you not drink it?"

Zhao Nanyu gave a fingertip, "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

The bitter fruit he planted with his own hands, of course, asked him to taste it himself.

Song Luan dodged the medicine to her mouth. She lowered her face and put her hand gently on her lower abdomen. "Drink after two days. I want to stay with him for two more days."

This is just a word of evasion. Song Luan did not intend to drink this bowl of abortion pills. Zhao Nanyu could not help her.

Zhao Nanyu did not dare to force her too hard, put the medicine in his hand back on the table, and responded, "Okay."

He asked again: "Are you hungry?"

Song Luan didn't eat much at noon and should be hungry at this moment.

She shook her head, her words sour and harsh, "Do you think I can still eat now?"

Zhao Nanyu sighed: "You have to eat without appetite, what if you are hungry?"

Song Luan snorted and did not want to ignore him.

Zhao Nanyu was also not annoyed, and told her to take the dinner in. Song Luan didn't even look at it, but it didn't take long for her to figure it out, and she couldn't make herself angry with him. It was herself who was hungry.

She picked up the chopsticks anyway and ate two meals, although she didn't eat too much.

Zhao Nanyu seems to have no appetite, almost chopsticks stopped with her.

After dinner.

Song Luan didn't want to ignore his appearance, and Zhao Nanyu disappeared from her eyes consciously.

Soon after he left, Song Luan slowly got out of bed, his legs were weak, he moved step by step to the dresser, and took a little effort to take out the locked box on the side.

There were all her valuable jewelry, mostly gold ornaments, and there was nothing cash.

The box was weird. She twisted her eyebrows and thought about it for a while. She picked some seemingly valuable from a pile of golden jewelry, and wrapped her brain in a rag.

Looking back at the picture of Zhao Nanyu, who was just passing her medicine, Song Luan felt suffocated in his chest.

She did not give up, nor did she believe that there was no medicine.

She felt that there would always be a way, not so desperate.

Now she just wants to escape this place. These gold and silver jewelry should be able to be used as a lot of money. With the money, she can find a doctor herself and find a way.

Song Luan still remembers that the original owner had a lot of valuable jewelry in Huai Jin's small yard. She could go to Huai Jin and slip away after changing the money.

As for Zhao Nanyu, there should be no time to control him during these days. After the New Year, the emperor is seriously ill and he may not be cured.

As the capital changed, with His Highness high, the confidant Zhao Nanyu was estimated to be busy with his feet, and had no energy or time to find her.

She can understand Zhao Nanyu's approach.

The male host of the original book is a paranoid neuropathy until the later period. He treats the person he likes as his belongings, and takes care of the female host very well. Everything is prepared by him. The female host has never suffered an injury.

Therefore, Zhao Nanyu wanted to control her life and death, not let her take a little risk, and prevent the occurrence of dystocia from happening, which is completely in line with his personal design.

Song Luan understands him, but will also blame him.

She can't change the mind of the mentally distorted person, so she has to run away.

She is far away from Zhao Nanyu.