Wife Can't Escape

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Zhao Nanyu was stunned. As the wind howled in the cold night, he continued to walk in steps. He almost thought he had heard her wrong. He cut the nails and cut off the iron, so he decisively answered, "No."

(TRANSLATORS NOTE: 斬釘截鐵 (Cut off the nail and cut off the iron) – describe resolute and decisive words/actions without hesitation.)

Now, how could he still be willing to kill her? He wished she had no worries or illness.

Zhao Nanyu hugged the person in his arms more tightly, as if unintentionally, "Why do you suddenly ask?"

It was still cool in the evening. Song Luan suddenly felt her arms were very warm. She nestled in his arms. Her mood was still a little low. "Nothing, I just asked."

Song Luan thought it might be that he was too surprised. Zhao Nanyu didn't want to kill her. He seemed pretty good to her. As for the plot of the original book, she was reluctant to think about it. The more she thought about it, the more painful her brain was, it was better to let it go.

She still didn't plan to follow the plot line because it would hurt too many people, especially her obedient and pitiful four-year-old son.

But she didn't know if there were consequences for deviating away from the original book.

There must be a way to get there. Song Luan comforted herself like this.

Zhao Nanyu held her waist tightly in his broad hands and murmured, "Don't think about anything."

Song Luan nodded, but this time she listened to his words, "Okay."

Zhao Nanyu walked to the front of the palace with her in his arms. When the fireworks stopped, the officials scattered, and all of them went out of the palace together.

The third lady of the Song family was really famous. In addition, her father was a proud man in the court. Most people had heard of Song Luan's right and wrong enmity with Zhao Nanyu, and many high spirited scholars mocked Zhao Nanyu in their hearts.

At that time when they saw him holding Song Luan tenderly, for a while, they thought that the moon was misty. They wiped their eyes, but they did not see him wrong.

The woman in his arms was really beautiful.

The moonlight poured on her jade-like face. Her skin was white as snow, and her appearance was exquisite. Zhao Nanyu raised his hand without trace, and the wide sleeve blocked her face.

He quickened his pace, obviously eager to leave. But someone who didn't understand the vague atmosphere, went up and said hello to him, "Brother Zhao."

Zhao Nanyu nodded, "Lord Chen."

"Brother Zhao, why didn't I see you enjoying the fireworks? I also never seen your wife." Lord Chen had no malice. Recently, the sixth prince was in the limelight, and Zhao Nanyu was close to this prince. He was just trying to make a match.

Zhao Nanyu was always very kind to his colleagues. Even though his heart was disgusted, he still replied flatly, "My wife was not well, so she didn't go watch the fireworks."

"So it is." Lord Chen's eyes glanced at her, but the beauty was covered by Zhao Nanyu so tightly that he couldn't see anything. He smiled again and said, "I wonder if brother Zhao is free tomorrow? I have something to ask brother Zhao."

The emperor had been ill for several months. His appearance at today's banquet was not good. Everyone was guessing that the emperor would choose a prince in this period of time. But they didn't know who the prince in the emperor's heart was?