Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 73

Aunt Lin couldn't stand successive attacks and was finally carried back to the Song Residence.

Rumors spread around in the capital. There were many people in restaurants and teahouses talking about him killing his wife. Their tone were both furious and afraid. There were differences in the rumors.

Some people think that Zhao Nanyu was justified in killing his wife. After all, Song Luan didn't give him less green hats to humiliate him. A woman who didn't abide by women's principles, was considered vicious, and should be killed.

Those who spoke for Song Luan were only a few. It was nothing more than criticizing Zhao Nanyu for his cruel methods. No matter how she was as his wife, why should she be killed? At any rate, she was a beautiful woman, and had also given birth to a son for him.

He was so heartless that he did not recognize any old love with her.

Moreover, if this kind of thing spreads out, no matter how excellent he was, where could they find a family to marry their daughters to him as his step-wife in the future?

They didn't know how much Zhao Nanyu hated her dead wife that he ruined his future to this extent.

Zhao Nanyu was favored by the new emperor. In just a few months, he eradicated dissidents, eliminated snobbery, and killed many people. Many people wanted to use this matter as a leverage against him.

They did not lack courage. The civil servant, who was motivated by his situation, handed the book to the new emperor. The new emperor just looked at it with a smile and put it aside. He lazily wrote back a few words, "I know."

At noon that day, Zhao Nanyu was called into the palace.

A crowd of spectators were waiting to see the good play.

Zhao Nanyu's face was sickly white, and his lips were pale. The imperial suit looked big and empty on him.

The new emperor pointed to the book on the table with a smile, and spoke to him like this matter was a joke, "These old men really want you to die. Also, what you did was too blatant."

With a smile, he said, "The reputation of having killed a wife is not good either now or in the previous dynasty."

The new emperor remembered that Zhao Nanyu spent so many months with his wife that even he rarely stayed in the palace for so long. The new emperor also heard that Song Luan was not in good health, as if she was gravely ill. After seeing so many doctors, it was still helpless.

He patted Zhao Nanyu on the shoulder and sighed, "You have never been anxious. Why are you so reckless this time?"

Why did he have to move his hand for Song Luan when he knew she didn't have enough days to live? If he didn't like her, he could just watch her die. The emperor couldn't understand this contradiction.

Zhao Nanyu's hand was lightly resting on his heart. He seemed to be in pain. His appearance looked very weak, and his eyes were dark and empty. "She hurts too much. I can't bear to see her continue to suffer."

She couldn't sleep all night. She fainted in the middle of the night, and woke up with pain.

Song Luan was even in tears in her dream.

The new emperor was surprised, "It's a pity that a good person like this fell sick."

His unintentionally words were like a sharp knife that accurately stabbed into Zhao Nanyu's heart.

It wasn't someone else who wanted Song Luan to die.

It was him when he wished for her death before.

The new emperor had never seen Zhao Nanyu look so pathetic. He was so weak that he looked like he could fall anytime. He seemed too sad to speak, and his voice was so hoarse that the emperor couldn't understand what he said.