Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 44

Song Luan had been taking care of her son day and night. She was really tired.

Even her well-dressed makeup couldn't cover her haggard face, and there was a gloomy aura around her.

Zhao Nanyu loosened his wrists and swept a look at her face. He said in a cold voice, "Your appearance now is not very good. It's better to leave it to the servants to take care of the child."

Song Luan said with a smile, "I'm okay. It's not a big problem."

Zhao Nanyu didn't believe what she said. He had a debt in his heart and was reluctant to see her worry about her child's illness all day long. Zhao Nanyu just wanted to keep Song Luan's body healthy now.

He stretched out his hand, and his cool fingers slowly slipped over her pale cheek. It also gently pulled the scattered hair for her.

He urged her in a warm voice, "I know you can't trust me, but if you do this to take care of him, you will be ill again. If little Zhao knows that you got sick, he will feel very sad. This child has a heavy mind. Even if he is sad, he will not tell you."

Song Luan rubbed her wrist, stared at her toes, and did not answer him.

In addition to being tired these days, she also felt that there were some uncomfortable places in her body. Her chest was stuffy and she had short of breath. Her heart and mouth also hurt. It was very similar to the symptoms of when she fainted for the first time. She also blamed herself for taking less medicine some days ago.

It was only now that Song Luan had reluctantly admitted that she had really became a sick seedling, and that she couldn't live without medicines. She didn't lift her head, and just said, "That's fine, please find a reliable servant to look for little Zhao."

Zhao Nanyu heard her unhappiness. He squeezed her chin and raised her face. Song Luan's unhappy face could be seen in her straight face. Even her words were less.

He sighed, "Ah Luan, I am not refusing to let you near the child, but I am worried about your body."

Song Luan knew that the poison in her body couldn't be control immediately.

With his eyes closed, Zhao Nanyu could remember the picture of when he asked Zhao Chao for poison.

At the beginning, he didn't take Song Luan's life to heart and asked Zhao Chao for the most dangerous medicine that could torture a person. Zhao Chao picked from the cupboard and found a small red bottle and threw it to him. At that time, Zhao Chao laughed and said that he was cruel enough.

Zhao Nanyu even took this word as praise. He thought of all the things that Song Luan had done, and only wanted to torture her slowly, rather than kill her all at once, which was too boring. Even he couldn't hide from the cause and effect.

Song Luan looked at Zhao Nanyu with complicated eyes.

She suddenly felt that Zhao Nanyu was really worried about her this time, and not for other reasons. And this kind of care was still very useful for Song Luan. In fact, Zhao Nanyu could give her enough security at a critical time.

Song Luan thought the last time she was in the palace. She almost thought she would die of pain, and was really afraid. But in the moment when she was hugged by him, the fear that magnified in her heart gradually subsided.

She was held in his arms while quietly being coaxed. She cried conspicuously in his arms, and all her grievances and uneasiness dissipated right then.

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

Today, Zhao Nanyu wore a crimson round collar and narrow sleeve robe. There was an exquisite patterns embroidered in the middle of his robe. His waist was decorated with jade belt. His black hair was tied up high, showing his extremely handsome features.