Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter 61

Song Luan knew that there were Zhao Nanyu's eyeliners around him, maybe more than one. She packed up her baggage in advance, and most of it contained gold and silver jewelry that could be exchanged for money. She only brought a set of clothes for changing.

Undoubtedly, Zhao Nanyu knew her well. In the past two days, there were a few people who had never seen before in front of the courtyard. They were burly and fierce. Song Luan heard that Zhao Nanyu's cousin had visited her once, but was stopped by these men. As for herself, she went out, but she was followed by a tail that could not be shaken.

When the third lady came over to talk to her as usual, she asked her very strangely, "What are the people guarding in front of the courtyard?"

The third lady thought in her heart, just like the care of the prisoner, even if A Yu valued the child in Song Luan's stomach, wouldn't it be too serious? Does anyone in the house want to harm her? Why be so cautious?

Song Luan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly ironically, "I don't know very well, but I just heard him say that these are not settled in the capital, and it's also safe for more people to guard him."

The third lady didn't know what happened in the hall, and the third grandfather Zhao was in a mixed life. She didn't even hear any news. She nodded. "So, I thought something happened."

She didn't plan to stay too much, and she was relieved to see her face was fair. She got up, "I go to the old lady to ask for peace, and now you will be relieved every month after you have the body."

Song Luan said well.

Not long after the third lady left, Grandma Lin led her brother into the house.

Zhi Geer was wrapped like a dumpling, he took off his cloak as soon as he entered the house, patted the thin snow on it, his face was white and tender, and walked to Song Luan, his dark eyes looked at her without blinking. "Mother."

Song Luan touched the top of his head, "Let's get to know my brother."

"Well." He leaned carefully on her, knowing that his mother would not dare to hold her after she was pregnant, and even less afraid to pounce on her arms.

He opened his eyes and looked at Song Luan and asked, "How long will it take for my brother to come out?"

Song Luan paused in the air, and then his eyes bent, "How do you know it is a younger brother? What if you are a younger sister? Don't you like your younger sister when you know him?"

After thinking carefully, I replied: "I will also like it."

In fact, he likes his younger brother better, knows little brothers less like little girls, he has a cousin, twitter, every time he seems to have something to say to him, although he never said it on his mouth, but his cousin is still very annoying .

Song Luan held her brother's face and looked at him quietly. She didn't know what to say for a while. She remained silent for a long time. She held her brother in her arms and kissed him on the cheek. "You will always be a mother Dear sweetheart baby."

Seeing the elder brother was uneasy and hugged her neck tightly.

*

In a flash, two days passed. Song Luan didn't sleep well for two days, light sleep was easy to wake up, and many **** pictures appeared in his mind.

The snow on the eaves gradually melted and cold waves burst.

When Zhao Nanyu left the house in the morning, Song Luan woke up. She slowly sat up from the bed, her hair was radiated, and her face was pale. She looked at the back of the man and asked, "When will you come back today?"

"I went back in the evening."

When he came back, he was afraid that she would swallow the bowl of abortion pills.

When Song Luan lowered his head, his eyes turned red, dumb, and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back."

Zhao Nanyu turned her head, leaned over and dropped a soft kiss on her eyebrow, pitying her eyes, "Uh."

After he left, Song Luan couldn't sleep either, got out of bed and opened the closet, took out the baggage hidden in the innermost, and took out the locked drawer and the book together.

Song Luan's desire to leave him has never been so intense. The guards guarding the gate of the yard are just the beginning. Zhao Nanyu will become more intensified in the future, and his desire to control is more serious than it is now.

The plot in the book is pushed forward step by step. Zhao Nanyu is the man in the book and the center of the world. His overbearing, his stubbornness, and his indifference will never change.

Grandma Lin didn’t know if she got Zhao Nanyu, and she never sewed clothes, shoes and socks for children in front of her. During lunch, Grandma Lin saw her eating two bowls of rice, and her heart was finally able Put it down halfway, "Ma'am can't figure it out better."

Seeing that she has only eaten a little bit these days, people who are already thin are even thinner.

Song Luan rarely smiled at her, "I have a good appetite today."

Only when you are full can you force yourself to cross the wall.

After lunch, Song Luan put Heli Shu into her sleeve. She walked in the yard two circles at first, and then walked straight out, crossing her eyes at the man who stood by the door of the yard. , I’m going to the study, if you want to follow, just follow."

"Yes."

What is it! You are a ghost.

Song Luan looked at the guard who was really like the cold iceberg coming up, and was even more angry.

Fortunately, she didn't plan to run in a fair and upright manner, she just wanted to put He Lishu in the study.

After passing through a path and a door, he reached the front yard, and he could see Zhao Nanyu's study at the corner of the corner. He was guarded outside the study on weekdays, and most people couldn't get in.

When she came to see her, she was taken aback, and respectfully paid a respect, "Madam."

Song Luan came here a handful of times. She was expressionless, and she looked up at him, "I went in to find a book."

She was majestic and arrogant, her arrogant temperament was too well known, and it was not easy to provoke at first glance, and the beloved lady is now pregnant, even if they want to stop them, they dare not stop them.

The attendant of the goalkeeper gave way.

Song Luan went straight into Zhao Nanyu's study room, and after closing the door tightly, she took the cuff and the book out of her cuff and placed it squarely on his desk.

Song Luan looked around in the study and found that there were more paintings on the walls, and the people in the paintings were all hers without exception.

The skill of the painter is visible, and the painting is brilliant.

Song Luan returned to the yard indifferently as if nothing had happened, and it was getting dark, and Zhao Nanyu should return from the palace soon.

There were people watching in and out of the yard, only one was safe, the back wall she had climbed once before.

Song Luan put on a set of light clothes, and while no one was around, she slipped under the back wall with a heavy burden. It was really weird, and there was a ladder in the corner.

She didn't have much time to think about it. She set up the ladder and climbed up to the wall. She changed the ladder to the side and moved out of the yard flexibly.

It was unbelievable that everything went smoothly. Song Luan was uneasy and his heart sank.

*

Zhao Nanyu was still on his way back to his house, and he had brought news to his heart, "My wife has gone over the wall from the backyard. The subordinates have already secretly followed, and will never lose it."

Zhao Nanyu closed his eyes and was not surprised. It seemed that he had expected all this.

"Protect her."

"By the way, Madam visited your study once today."

"Got it, you go on."

"Yes."

The carriage was walking slowly on the official road. Zhao Nanyu opened his eyes and raised a violent violentness in his eyes. Through the car curtain, he coldly commanded the outsiders, "Go faster."

The driver dared not delay and waved his whip vigorously.

Zhao Nanyu got off the carriage and went straight to the study. The wind on his feet walked very fast. There seemed to be a slight fragrance in the study. .

He walked to the desk, two slender fingers provoked her left and Li Li book, red paper and black words, stabbing his eyes hurt.

The thin paper was gradually twisted in his hands, Zhao Nanyu looked at it word by word, his face gradually turned white, and a gloomy air grew in his eyebrows. He spent a lot of energy to restrain the irritability and wanted to kill heart of.

On the edge of He Lishu was the jade pendant that he personally wore around her neck.

He shook his hands and put the two things in the drawer, sneered, opened the door, and asked hoarsely, "Where is she?"

*

Thanks to Song Luan’s good memory, she still remembers where Huai Jin lived. She didn’t dare to run very fast with her children. The sky was getting darker. Zhao Nanyu should have returned to the house, if it was faster, I also saw her left and Li Shu.

The alley was silent and no one was there. She jumped suddenly and was a little scared when she was nervous. She was trembling all the way. Seeing that she was almost there, a group of people suddenly appeared at the end of the alley.

Zhao Nanyu was dressed in black, and his beautiful face was half-covered in the darkness. He sat high on his horseback, and his eyebrows seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost and snow.

Song Luan's legs were soft and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Nanyu dismounted and stepped on her boots to approach her step by step. He squatted halfway down and lifted her chin. His eyes met. He said, "Where are you going?"

Even if you run, how can you run to a good old home?

Song Luan burst into tears at once, crying silently, hiccuping as soon as he opened his mouth, and wondering if he was scared out.

Zhao Nanyu is too hard to eat, and most of the time her tears are not very useful to him here. He hugged the person and patted her on the back. "Go back and talk."

At the moment of getting up, all the gold and silver jewels that Song Luan had been holding in his arms fell out. Zhao Nanyu picked up one of the gold ingots and looked at it, raising his lips and smiling, a little irony penetrated in the light smile, "Do you want to Time to change money?"

He pointed to the printing under the gold ingot, touched her face, and said kindly: "Did you see it? These are all printed by the Treasury, and no one dares to take it."

Zhao Nanyu sighed pretendingly, "Ah, what can you do even if you run out like this?"

No money, no friends.

He started to break all her backs long ago.

Song Luan heard numbness in her scalp and was terrified. She looked at him incredulously, "you...you you..."

Zhao Nanyu took a fierce bite on her lips and took the man back.

Song Luan was well placed in the room, she curled up, buried her face between her legs, and her body shivered.

Soon after, Zhao Nanyu opened the door and walked to her in front of her. The tall body covered the light in front of her eyes. Song Luan raised his face, his eyes were flushed, and he pulled his sleeve pitifully, shaking The voice said, "Will you think of a way, OK? I can't, I can't."

She couldn't kill her child by herself.

Zhao Nanyu felt uncomfortable and was numb after being struck by a heavy hammer. He said, "Do you remember you have been poisoned before?"

"Ok."

He poisoned.

"Yu is unclear. Even if you and your child are safe in the future, he will not live long, or he may be born with a disability."

Song Luan whispered in a low voice, her fingernails broke in the palm of her hand, but she could not feel the pain.

So this is ah.

It turned out no matter how hard she tried.

Zhao Nanyu hugged her and fed the medicine a little into her mouth. She obediently drank a whole bowl of medicine, and the bitter medicine was poured into her abdomen.

Soon, Song Luan had no blood on his face, and his lips were pale, and there was a surge of pain. It seemed that someone was holding her abdomen with something, and she was speechless in pain.

The skirt of the lower body was stained with blood, and the **** smell in the room became stronger.

Jingying's tears flowed out of the corner of her eyes uncontrollably. Zhao Nanyu hugged her, her heart twisted like a knife, her voice hoarse.

Song Luan raised her snow-white neck and lifted her eyelids effortlessly. She was supposed to say "I hate you". After thinking about it, she made such a sensible decision that she didn't seem to hate his position.

"I'm so hurt. I'm sore. I'm so dead. Zhao Nanyu."

He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, and said to her ear again and again, "I am, I am."

The blood beneath her was constant and shocking. Zhao Nanyu stared red, "It's okay. It will be fine soon."

The sheer pain makes her unconscious, why should she be alone? Did she do something wrong?

She blinked at Zhao Nanyu, angry with her hair, "You can't keep me, I still have to go."

"Did you see what I left for you and left the book?" She smiled lowly. "Also, I said that I like you before, I lied to you."

Song Luan succumbed for too long, restraining the plot for the male host. The severe pain in her lower abdomen made her feel like she was dying.

She simply said what she wanted to say at one time, "I don't like you, everyone is better than you."

Huai Jin and He Xiaogong are much better than him.

She could not shake the original destiny line, as if she was walking her old path, the only difference was Zhao Nanyu's heart.

"I'm not afraid of you, my father is a big official, and my brother is also very spoiled. I will leave you without looking back when I'm ready." Her voice became lower and her teeth clenched, "I'm going What about other men?!"

Song Luan converged on seeing the tingling expression on Zhao Nanyu's face.

Enough to vent, the pain in the lower abdomen gradually improved.

She was sweating and she was lying in the arms of Zhao Nanyu with a white face like a dead man. She didn't resist the intense pain. Song Luan closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The blood under him finally stopped. Zhao Nanyu washed her and put on a set of clean clothes for her. Watching her chest still undulate, her heart fell to the ground.

His brain swelled and his eyes tightened, and every time he took a breath, his throat and heart were cut like a knife, and he couldn't stand.

The dim candle lighted her beautiful face, Zhao Nanyu looked at her face obsessively, he suddenly remembered the words written in the book and Li Shu, remembering who she wanted to go to today, all in her ears. Every word I said was poked into his heart.

Zhao Nanyu's eyes were dark, her cold palms covered her ankles.

With a "click", he whispered in her ear, "Okay, mine."