Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 34

The cold war between Song Luan and Zhao Nanyu was completely unilateral. Because she didn't pay much attention to him, she wouldn't notice that Zhao Nanyu was still the same as before. He still came back to her house everyday after working in Dali Temple.

Song Luan felt that it's quite good now. Her life was more relaxed than the previous months. She didn't walk on thin ice nor tremble anymore. Since the body had turned like this, all she could do was take the medicine. As for Zhao Nanyu, how could she like him! She stopped serving him already.

However, he was worthy of the title of male lead. He was still powerful. Even though Song Luan had given up holding this unreliable golden thigh, she dared not provoke him too much.

When the male lead looked at her smilingly, Song Luan felt tight in her heart. She was sweating at the back of her hand, and all her words were swallowed in her throat.

Song Luan originally disliked the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine and never wanted to drink it well, but this time, she listened to the words of Hou Taiyi.

When she drank the medicine, she was more obedient than anything. She didn't need other people's urging. She pinched her nose and raised her neck to drink.

She wanted to live another two years in such a beautiful world.

She didn't know who told her son about her recent illness. When Zhao Chao taught little Zhao to read poems, he was absent-minded and didn't write very well.

Zhao Chao was not unreasonable either. Little Zhao was obedient and sensible. He was a cute little baby. He also liked this little Zhao. Even if he sometimes makes mistakes or doesn't study hard, he couldn't bear to punish him.

This time there was no exception in Zhao Chao. He collected the pen and paper for him, held the child on the chair in his arms, and asked, "What's the matter? Your mind is not focused on practicing this calligraphy? Are you hungry? or tired?"

Little Zhao was indifferent to strangers, but he was still soft and cuddly in the face of familiar relatives. He hugged Zhao Chao's neck, and his small face was very frustrated. He said, "My mother seems to be ill. My father didn't let me go to see her last night. I was a little worried. "

Last night, his father didn't let him go, and this morning he even forbade him.
He listened to his father's words very much and rarely resisted or objected, but this time he really couldn't hold back and wanted to see his mother.

Zhao Chao was stunned. He didn't even realize that Song Luan had unconsciously left a very important position in this little kid's heart.

To be honest, he hated Song Luan very much.

Zhao Chao was used to wearing mask on his face, so no one could see that his disgust was so deep. He always thought that Song Luan's life and death were unimportant. It was even better if Song Luan died. She was a plague or a curse from the devil.

He was willing to fight when he saw how she treated this 2 year-old child before.
But now it seemed that little Zhao liked her very much. In just a few months, the child's heart was completely turned towards her.

If she died like this, he was afraid it would take a long time for little Zhao to recover.

Zhao Chao touched his head. "Do you want me take you to see your mother?"

"Yes." Little Zhao laid on his shoulder and nodded vigorously.

Zhao Chao thought that Song Luan was conniving. Normally, the medicine of Tianqing in her body was not enough to cause fatality, and the poison of his master was gentler than the medicine he made.