T/N: Released a new translation! it’s called I’m not fit to be the Male Lead’s First Love. If you guys want comedy, romance, and school life type of story (this is for you! lol)
Translated by: Tinker
Proofread by: Mary
Zhao Wenyan disdained lying ever since he was young, so he seldom tells lies. When he met his brother’s sharp eyes, he felt guilty, and coughed twice. He said, “Second brother, I have something else to do. I’ll go first.”
Zhao Nan Yu nodded. “Okay.”
Zhao Wenyan just barely escaped from the room. He always felt even his careful thinking could not hide anything from his second brother.
Zhao Wenyan didn’t know what he was thinking when he got the snow lotus flower, because when he first saw it, he couldn’t help but buy it for her.
He also heard about Song Luan’s illness during the Spring Festival. However, his second brother didn’t let anyone come to see her. Zhao Wenyan didn’t want to ask for trouble, so he kept silent.
He had just finished the exam and just returned home. He heard again from his mother about his second sister-in-law’s illness, so he came to have a look.
Zhao Wenyan still thought that Song Luan was still beautiful even if she was ill. Her delicate body made people feel distressed.
He didn’t fall in love with his second sister-in-law. He just felt that she was not as annoying as before. Zhao Wenyan discovered that Song Luan had a delicate and graceful side. She was weak and dignified.
The people in Huai Shui residence were so tight that he couldn’t find out what was wrong with Song Luan, and how her face turned so pale.
It’s the early spring, but Song Luan was dressed so tightly, and the room was full of carbon fire.
Just now when Zhao Wenyan stayed inside for a while, his forehead was already sweating. He didn’t know how his second brother could endure it.
When Zhao Wenyan left, he didn’t close the door. The wind blew into the room, and Song Luan shivered as she stood right in the wind.
She felt that she was more and more afraid of the cold after she became sick again.
Zhao Nanyu closed the door for her in silence. His slender fingers gently picked up the snow lotus on the table, and said with a cold smile, “Ah Yan is arrogant. It’s rare for him having this sort of behaviour.”
Song Luan rubbed her hands. Sure enough, she didn’t notice the irony and sourness in his voice. She took the snow lotus from his hands, and said, “If it wasn’t for third lady Zhao, he wouldn’t have come here.”
Zhao Nanyu laughed and flicked his finger at her forehead. “Silly.”
She believed what others say.
Song Luan stared at the snow lotus in her palm for a long time. After looking at it for a long time, she put it back into the box, licked her lips, and narrowed her eyes and said, “I’ll stew this flower tonight.”
Snow lotus was a noble and rare plant. She had only seen this in books before.
Zhao Nanyu took a sip of tea and said, “What about little Zhao?”
“I told him to go inside.” She was talking to Zhao Wenyan just now, and the arrogant child refused to go. Song Luan was afraid that little Zhao would hear something he was not supposed to, so she let the child go.
With a sigh, she said, “I’ll go in and see him.”
Little Zhao straightened his back and sat upright in front of the desk. His small face, which was originally white and tender, was a little red. He took off his jacket and outer shirt, so he would feel comfortable.
Song Luan’s temperature was lower than that of ordinary people. Naturally, she didn’t feel the hotness in the room. Zhao Nanyu was extremely tolerant. He had never complained or wiped his sweat. Therefore, Song Luan thought that the temperature in the room was just right for anyone.
She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, took little Zhao to her lap, and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.
“Open the window when it’s hot. Don’t be stupid. If you sweat, you’ll get sick.”
Little Zhao’s face was still red, “It’s not hot.”
“You’re sweating and you say you’re not hot?” Song Luan pinched his face with a smile. “Lying is not good for children.”
Song Luan immediately got up and held him in her arms. She went to the window and propped up the window pane. The cool wind rushed into the room and dissipated the heat inside.
He pulled Song Luan’s sleeve and said, “Mother, close the window. I’m not hot.”
Father said that mother’s health was not good, and shouldn’t be exposed to cold air…
Song Luan touched his head, smiling, “How many words have you just written? Can I have a look? I’d like to see if we’ve made progress in memorizing the characters.”
Little Zhao ignored her, and wriggled out his body from her bosom. His mother intentionally changed the topic and refused to close the window, so he went by himself, and climbed on the bench.
Song Luan patted him on the back. “What’s wrong with hugging? You don’t like me anymore?”
When he heard her words, he did not move. His expression was mournful and his eyes were down. He looked at her as if he was wronged, with a pair of wet black eyes. “Close the window.”
This child was also very stubborn. Song Luan realized this a long time ago. With Zhao Nanyu’s character, she couldn’t change her son’s stubbornness.
After opening the window for awhile, the room was not as hot as before.
Song Luan closed the window again according to little Zhao’s wishes. He put his little head on her shoulder and said to her in a small voice, “Yesterday, the teacher praised my words.”
He copied how his father wrote. It was good to be able to learn the shape at this age.
Song Luan went to the table and took out his copy of the font and found that it was really good, much better than hers.
She praised, “It’s really good, little Zhao!”
The child’s eyes were bent with a smile. It was a happy day to be praised by his mother.
Song Luan said, “I’ll ask someone to frame it tomorrow and hang it on the wall?”
He was too shy to raise his head, while he blushed, and said shyly, “No…no.”
Song Luan pursed a smile, teasing the child was really interesting. She liked to make the expressionless-son laugh.
Her son was the most lovely.
However, after holding him for so long, Song Luan’s arm felt a little sour. Zhao Nanyu opened the curtain and walked in from outside. His eyes were cold. He looked at little Zhao.
He was not happy, while looking at him with deep eyes. He said in a deep voice, “Come down from your mother.”
Song Luan put him down, and glared at Zhao Nanyu. “What are you doing to him?”
Zhao Nanyu frowned and said, “He is not young anymore, but he always clings to his mother.”
He felt that his voice was too heavy just now, so he squatted down, and waved to little Zhao. “Come here.”
Little Zhao stepped on his little boots and ran to him. Zhao Nanyu caught him and lowered his voice, “Shouldn’t we become more sensible when we’re a year older? Don’t pester your mother all the time.”
Little Zhao silently listened, and didn’t say anything.
Zhao Nanyu thought that the child hadn’t seen his mother for so many days, so he (LZ) was having a temper with him(ZN).
He stood up and said slowly, “Okay, don’t be angry. I’ll test your homework.”
Song Luan knew that ancient people were intelligent. They went to school at the age of three, and got married at puberty.
She interrupted, “He passed the exam, and he did well in his studies.”
Zhao Nanyu raised his eyebrows and laughed, “Did you test him?”
His mocking smile towards her was too obvious.
Song Luan’s face turned red when she was teased by him. Although she was a high intellectual in modern times, she was half illiterate when she came here.
She said, “Well! I tested him. What about it?”
Zhao Nanyu pressed his hand against her lips, and said with a smile, “Well, since you tested him, I won’t test his homework.”
The weather was completely warm after the cold spring had passed.
However, the carbon fire in Song Luan’s room was still burning. No one dared to extinguish it. Song Luan had no spirit after staying in the room for a long time, she wanted to go to the yard to bask in the sun.
As for kite flying, she dare not even think about it. Zhao Nanyu certainly won’t allow her to fly a kite. The two servant girls around her were also watching closely.
Zhao Nanyu spent most of his time at home, but his confidants came to the Zhao residence to discuss important matters with him, and they were mostly in his study.
After Song Luan slept in the sun with a warm blanket, she stretched her arms, and said, “I’ll go to the study to see him.”
The two maidservants wanted to stop her, but Song Luan waved her hand impatiently, “What can happen on the way? If I don’t walk around, my muscles and bones will be loose.”
The maidservants thought for a while, the body of madam was better than before, and her face finally had a rosy color, so they didn’t refuse again.
It was not good to go to Zhao Nanyu’s study empty handed, so she carried two plates of pastries as she went.
Zhao Nanyu seemed to have guests, but he had instructed the bodyguards outside the study not to stop her from going in.
The study looked very bright, with the windows and lights open.
In front of Zhao Nanyu stood a handsome young man with a cold jaw line. His face was tight and expressionless.
He was dressed in black and had a sword pinned to his waist. It seemed that he was a military officer.
There was also a scar in the center of his eyebrow, which was not deep nor shallow. The size of the scar equated to a length of a nail plate, which made him look fierce.
The man raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, obviously disgusted.
Song Luan pretended that she didn’t see it. She couldn’t count the people who hated her. Why bother about this extra person?
She put the cake on his desk and laughed. “I didn’t know you had a guest, if I did I wouldn’t have come.”
Zhao Nanyu squeezed her hand. It was cold, and it seemed that he couldn’t warm it enough. He then embraced her into his arms. “It’s nothing.”
“I won’t disturb you anymore.”
Zhao Nanyu pulled her back. “Don’t worry about it.”
And he said to the man in front of him, “Lu Ji, you should have a cup of tea first.”
Lu Ji was a little surprised. Even a military officer, who didn’t listen too much of outside rumors, had heard of Song Luan’s deeds.
From the bottom of his heart, he hated women who didn’t act in accordance to women’s principles.
In the recent years, Song Luan’s arrogant and insolent attitude spread around the city. So, Lu Ji, thought to himself that when he came back to the capital, he had to restrain himself from killing her. Wow. His hatred is deep.
Why does Mr. Zhao treat such woman so well? It’s not worth it.
Lu Ji guessed that it might be because of her beauty. She was thin and delicate, and her eyes seemed to be full of light, which made people feel pity for her.
Song Luan knew the name of Lu Ji. He was the confidant of the male lead, and the commander of the imperial guards.
Because his mother left her sick husband and eloped with another man, he had been lonely since childhood. This was also the reason why he hated Song Luan.
Song Luan didn’t want to stay here, nor being stared at by his disgusted look.”You let me go. “
“Come on. Stay a little longer.”
Zhao Nanyu refused to let go of her hand, so Song Luan had to stay. Her face was red with anger towards him. She looked very cute.
Lu Ji glanced at her and silently withdrew his sight.
Good figure, good color, no wonder Mr. Zhao liked her.
Zhao Nanyu didn’t like her being seen by outsiders, so he covered her face,
Then he said to Lu Ji, “Go back first.”
Song Luan was bored playing with his fingers. She looked over and around, opened and closed her arms, but she didn’t think it was fun. It was just too boring.
Although Zhao Nanyu’s face was cold, Song Luan knew that he was in a good mood.
Zhao Nanyu laughed, “Zhao Chao’s master is on his way back to the capital.”
Her poison would be solved.
Song Luan yawned, and didn’t hear him clearly, “What? What are you talking about?”
Zhao Nanyu said again with good temper.
Song Luan had no hope of detoxification, but the surprise suddenly knocked her brain out.
Would she be saved??? In the book, the original owner didn’t drink the antidote until she died.
At the same time, Song Luan was also a little worried. After all, the plots that happened before, no matter how she tried, anything related to her would not change.
She was afraid it would be the same this time.
Thinking of this, Song Luan couldn’t help hugging Zhao Nanyu, “I’ll be okay, right?”
She certainly didn’t want to die. If she could live long, that would be good.
At night, Zhao Nanyu hugged her as he slept. At first, Song Luan was not very willing to sleep being embraced by him, but later, she found that sleeping in his arms was comfortable, which made her compromise.
She arched uneasily in his arms for two times to find the most comfortable posture, and then closed her eyes.
After a while, Song Luan opened her eyes, because she had a stomach ache. Her face turned pale, cold sweat came out of her back, and her facial features were slightly distorted.
Zhao Nanyu soon noticed her slight change and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Song Luan whimpered, her voice came out of her throat, as she stuttered, “I…I…feel uncomfortable. My stomach hurts.”
It’s not a stomach ache. She didn’t know which part of her body was being attacked.
She grabbed Zhao Nanyu’s sleeve, as if he was a painkiller.
Zhao Nanyu’s warm palm covered her stomach, “Is it here?”
Song Luan shook her head and gasped, “No.”
His hand moved up. “Here?”
“No.” Her eyes were red. “I don’t know where the pain is…”
Zhao Nanyu, with a pale face, had to hold her and rub her stomach gently.
After an hour of incense, Song Luan’s pain gradually stopped. She fell into his arms feebly, and her hair was wet with sweat.
Zhao Nanyu pinched her waist, his eyes flashed with pain, and the shadow in his heart deepened.
When she met his terrifying eyes, she couldn’t help but shrink back.
Looking at it from this angle, his eyes were even more grim.
He pinched her neck gently, bent his head, and bit her white lips, as he murmured, “I’m sorry.”
But it’s a false repentance.
Not enough to tolerate Song Luan leaving him.