The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 158

Burn it?
He doesn't care about the dignified Lu mansion, the symbol of the Lu family's power and status?
He was not angry, Nanfeng only felt bored, the failure to escape made her feel bad, and she thought she could regain some psychological balance on this matter.

She didn't bother to refute his so-called conclusions, and gave the order to evict the guest again: "Get out, I want to sleep."

"I'll go to bed later, haven't you eaten dinner yet?" Lu Chengyu held her hand, "Let's go downstairs together."

"Young Master Lu, take it easy on your own, so I won't spoil your appetite." Nanfeng then brushed his hand again, but failed. He repeated the last four words of the previous sentence: "Let's go downstairs together." .”

After looking at each other for a second, Nan Feng twisted his hand back with a little force, and walked out without hesitation.

After not taking two steps, the man behind followed up and held her hand again.

From the second floor to the first floor, there are only a dozen or twenty steps of stairs. The two of them repeated the above actions no less than five times, secretly competing with each other. In one scene, the food was served in silence.

In the end, it was Nanfeng who died down first, not because he compromised, but because he obviously used his strength, and she couldn't break free, so she simply didn't waste her strength.

The dining table was already full of delicacies. Nan Feng glanced at them and found that these dishes looked both strange and familiar. What is certain is that they were definitely not made by the chef of the mansion.

Lu Chengyu finally let go of her hand, opened the chair to let her sit down, and explained softly: "I heard from Aunt Mei that you have not had a good appetite recently, so I dug a chef from Juchunju to see if his cooking is suitable. Not to your taste."

Nan Feng glanced at him, sat down quietly without saying a word.

He helped her serve a bowl of porridge with shrimp slices. Nanfeng looked down at the crystal clear rice grains in the bowl, picked up a spoon and ate it—maybe because the month is still young, she has nothing until now As a reaction to morning sickness, I can eat anything that is not particularly meaty.

Lu Chengyu looked at her for a while, frowned slightly, picked up a piece of ribs with chopsticks and put it in a small plate in her hand: "Don't just drink porridge, but also eat something else, you won't eat supper at night What should I do if I'm hungry?" There was a smile on his lips, "Your appetite is not even one-third of what it was before."

Nan Feng's eyes flashed lightly, and then he remembered that when she had a high fever and fainted in the apartment, he broke into the apartment and rescued her. At that time, she promised to invite him to dinner, and when the three-day deadline he gave her expired, he unexpectedly I personally went to AS to stop her and asked her to fulfill her promise. In the end, they really had dinner together, and because the food in that restaurant was so delicious, she even got full...

His wandering thoughts were pulled back by his words. Lu Chengyu picked up a piece of fish meat and said, "Rebuild the front yard, do you have any suggestions?"

Nanfeng ate rice porridge in silence.

Lu Chengyu put the picked fish into her plate, and asked, "Aside from the front yard, what else do you not like? This mansion hasn't been rectified since my father, so it would be nice to have a different look."

Nanfeng didn't respond to his words and didn't eat what he picked up. He picked up a piece of spinach with his chopsticks.

Three to five seconds later, he answered the call himself: "If you don't have any ideas now, don't worry, there is still plenty of time anyway, you can think about it slowly."

Nanfeng didn't say a word during the whole process, Bafeng didn't move to eat his own food, and he completely regarded Lu Chengyu as air. This situation, in the eyes of the servants who have been serving in the mansion for many years, felt a little unbelievable. I've never seen anyone who dares to show off the face of the grand young master of the Lu family like this. What's even more unimaginable is that young master Lu didn't get angry at all, and still coaxed him with a good temper... Although he is a young lady, this air is too big right...

Nan Feng finished a bowl of shrimp porridge and still had an appetite. Just as he was about to fill another bowl, the empty porcelain bowl was immediately taken away by a sideways hand: "Have some soup."

Before she agreed, he decided to change the bowl, changing her shrimp porridge into fish head soup.

Nanfeng didn't argue with him on such a trivial matter, and drank spoonful after spoonful.

After the previous topic ended, he started the next one: "Today Yisheng said that he would give you a cat, but cats are more or less wild and may hurt you if you are not careful, so I will help you refuse. If you If you want to keep a pet, choose a more docile one.”

After finishing speaking, he looked sideways at the old man behind him: "Steward Fang, do you have any suggestions?"

Butler Fang answered with a smile: "If your wife likes dogs, you might as well raise a golden retriever. The golden retriever is very docile and will never hurt anyone. There was a news report before that a thief broke into the house, and the golden retriever was not protected. The property is still treated with courtesy, and it is almost not helping the thief lead the way."

He deliberately said it funny, but Nan Feng still didn't even raise his eyelids.

Butler Fang thought for a while and said, "Or a rabbit, and rabbits are also very cute."

Lu Chengyu made a decision: "Golden Retriever, you can arrange it."

"Yes, sir."

"You..." What else did he have to say, Nan Feng raised his eyelids, and cut off his words flatly: "How long are you going to lock me up?"

The far-fetched warm atmosphere completely cooled down because of her words.

Everyone in the restaurant looked embarrassed.

Lu Chengyu also suppressed his expression, looked at her for a while, and said lightly: "You always have the ability to use one sentence to spoil my interest."

On the contrary, Nanfeng smiled softly: "I can't help it, I am such a person, if I can't bear it, it's still too late to look back now, it will not be difficult for you, Young Master Lu, to find a gentle and obedient wife again."

He forbids her to mention the word 'divorce' again, but the implied meaning of this sentence is also to divorce!

Lu Chengyu's complexion was like a crescent moon after nightfall, getting colder and colder.

Nanfeng looked at him: "What? Want to be more obedient and take care of the baby? Be good and don't make you angry? Will you let me go after three months?" She smiled and shook her head, "I'm sorry, my Acting skills are not as good as yours, and you can't pretend to be crazy, if you insist on me acting like nothing happened, fine, teach me."

"You teach me how to forget your plots and calculations, you teach me how to forget the picture of my brother lying in a pool of blood, you teach me how to forget that my brother fell into your hands A fact of life and death."

Sneer.

Sarcasm.

It was the same as before, with thorns in every word, the difference was that before she said it with a cold face, she put all those ridicules on her face, but now?She smiled brightly and kindly, just like when she didn't know anything, but she said these words.

A knife wrapped in honey is more invisible than a poisoned arrow.

Nanfeng put down the tableware, raised his lips and smiled again: "Teach me to do it if you have the ability, otherwise, don't always tell me what to say, be obedient, and don't whitewash and discuss with me what kind of flowers and pets. It seems that you are as ridiculous as a clown. I am full, please take it easy, Young Master Lu."

She stood up, took two steps, and remembered something: "By the way, today is Monday. You said that you told me about my brother every week."

Lu Chengyu looked at her indifferently, with fire flickering in his eyes.

Nan Feng frowned, wondering if he was provoked by her?Refuse to tell her things?
If I had known earlier, I would stab him after I got the news...

Fortunately, after a while of silence, Lu Chengyu took out a photo from his pocket and gave it to her.

The protagonist of the photo is naturally Yu Wen.

The background is very simple, the walls are rough gray cement walls, the windows are rusty iron railings, and there is an iron frame bed under the window, on which the pale-faced Yu Wen lies with his eyes closed. Covered with a quilt.

There was an infusion stand beside the bed, and a small table with seven or eight bottles of medicine.

Other than that, there isn't anything else in the photo.

But it also revealed a lot of information to Nanfeng. For example, Yu Wen has not been abused yet, and the environment he lives in is relatively quiet. They have helped him heal...

Nanfeng tightened his fingers, turned to look at Lu Chengyu, he had nothing else to say, it seemed that he didn't intend to tell her more about this photo, so she didn't waste her time asking, just said: "Next I want to hear my brother's voice next time."

Lu Chengyu lowered his eyes: "Okay."

……

Every Monday after that, Lu Chengyu would give Nanfeng a message about Yu Wen as scheduled.

The first time is a photo.

The second time is recording.

The third time is a five-second video.

The fourth time was to take pictures of the medicine and food that Yu Wen usually took.

These are all things that Nanfeng asked to see, and Lu Chengyu satisfied her with all of them.

Maybe it was hopeful, and even the haze of being under house arrest lightened a little, Nanfeng woke up every day and began to look forward to the dark, day after day, a month passed quietly like this.

On the day of early February, Nanfeng finally walked out of Lu's mansion. She slightly raised her head to look at the sky. It was obviously the same sky as in Lu's mansion, but she felt that the sky here was much bluer.

I can't believe it, she, who has always been free and unrestrained, was actually under house arrest for a month...

The corner of Nanfeng's mouth made a self-mockery, and someone hugged his shoulder suddenly, Lu Chengyu said: "Get in the car, don't keep the doctor waiting."

That's why she was able to walk out of the Lu mansion - today is her review day.

It was the same doctor from last time. After some examinations, she said gratifiedly: "It seems that you have been raising well this month, and the condition of the fetus has basically stabilized. If you continue to maintain this state, you will be safe in two months." .”

Nanfeng laughed abruptly.

This child is really lucky, not only survived in the wild mountains, but now he has turned the corner.

……

After leaving the hospital, the car drove back to Lu's mansion. Nanfeng greedily looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, and said calmly: "The doctor said that my health is fine, so you still want to keep me under house arrest?"

Lu Chengyu held her hand, and the thumbnail scraped her palm one by one: "The fact that you can recover so quickly proves that the decision to let you recuperate in the mansion is correct, and you should continue to do so."

Tsk, in the final analysis, it is to continue the house arrest.

"This is not due to thank you, Young Master Lu, for your careful care."

Nan Feng withdrew his hand, and did not forcefully continue this fruitless topic. She had expected that he would never let her go easily, and the mention was just a casual mention, stabbing him incidentally. And said: "I want to see friends."

It was the first time since Beicheng came back that she asked to meet someone, Lu Chengyu looked up: "Which friend?"

Nanfeng said: "Sister Lan."

(End of this chapter)