Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Before dawn the next day, Duan Wu quietly left the Lu family.

Lu Kuo was rewarded with the title of first-class duke for his contribution in saving his lord. However, Lu Yue, due to his awkward identity, made Yuwen Shu feel embarrassed for a while.

To be fair, Lu Yue was definitely a rare minister who could govern the country well. Yuwen Shu felt that he was extremely talented after just a quick glance at the handwriting and ideas he left behind.

But he was indeed imprisoned in the palace for nearly a year as a rebel's male favorite. I am afraid that the ministers serving in the same dynasty would never agree to such an identity.

After much deliberation, Yuwen Shu decided to first give him the gift of inheriting the title and reward him with several large boxes of gold and silver treasures, but he did not mention the matter of returning to the court to resume his post.

Lu Kuo asked several times in a roundabout way, but when he saw that Yuwen Shu never gave a direct answer, he instantly became discouraged.

Ultimately, he was affected by this experience, and his son might never be able to become a close minister to the emperor again.

Lu Yue was not affected at all. On weekdays, he either went out to play or studied a hundred ways to be happy with Duan Wu.

At first, Lu Kuo did not intervene because he felt sorry for his son, but soon he could not bear it anymore.

"Yue'er, you are not a child anymore. Since the path of becoming an official in the imperial court is not feasible, why don't you get married first and then start a career?"

After he finished speaking, there was some bitterness in his words. He was afraid that the girl of his colleague in the imperial city would not be able to succeed, even if he explained everywhere that Lu Yue had nothing to do with the traitor.

I'm afraid others won't believe it either.

He asked his distant relatives in Jiangnan to introduce some girls from scholarly families. Even if they couldn't help to raise the family, at least they could support their husbands and raise children and take good care of Lu Yue.

Lu Yue's face fell when he heard this. "I have no intention of getting married, so you don't have to bother with it, Dad."

Lu Kuo finally understood what was wrong with his son. In the past, Lu Yue always spoke to him politely and with precise words, but since he came back this time, he seemed like a child who had never read any books.

He speaks directly, without choosing his words carefully, and without any reverence.

"Yue'er, don't talk nonsense, starting a family..."

"How can I start a family? After being kept as a male concubine for a year, any woman who wants to be with me, forget it. We will never get married."

Lu Kuo was so angry that his eyes went dark and he immediately fell onto the servant beside him.

This is not his son, absolutely not.

Duan Wu had just finished his shift when he was invited over by the people of the Lu Mansion. Lu Kuo was lying on the bed, breathing heavily. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly said,

"Eunuch Duan, do you know what kind of injustice Yue'er suffered? Why did her temperament change so drastically..."

Lu Kuo cried to Duan Wu about what happened today and said bluntly that his son was crazy.

"Lord Lu? What are you thinking about?"

"Why did Eunuch Duan say that?"

"The disaster that Master Lu has suffered is a calamity that has annihilated him. He couldn't stand the humiliation and wanted to die. He survived in the harem for the Lu family. Master Lu knows all these things. Why do you want him to pretend that nothing happened when he just came back?"

Lu Kuo's lips trembled slightly and he was unable to respond for a moment.

"But……"

"Lord Lu, Lu Yue is a human being, not a saint."

"His mother and I have all experienced hardships. Are we going to waste our lives forever? We must eventually return to a normal life and do some serious work, Yue'er..."

"Lord Lu, he has only been out for a little over a month."

Even though Duan Wu had a bad temper, he was a little too angry.

"What is a serious matter? Has he ever gotten any good results from his serious work all his life? Even if he rests at home for three to five years, what's the harm? You are the Minister of Personnel and a first-class duke. Can't you afford to support him?"

Lu Kuo was stunned by the scolding, but he did not agree with Duan Wu.

"He is now twenty-four. Which young man of his age has not already started a family and established a career? If we waste time like this, his mother and I will be buried in the ground, and we will never see our grandson inherit our huge Lu family!"

"What if Mr. Lu is already dead?"

"What did you say?"

"What if that person now is not Lu Yue?"

Lu Kuo pointed at Duan Wu and looked at him in disbelief.

"This is obviously my son..."

"Really, Lord Lu, are you sure this is Lu Yue?"

Duan Wu finally understood why Lu Yue would rather let his main personality disappear forever than come back to be Lu Yue. Everything he had to face made him feel suffocated.

After leaving Lu Kuo's house, Duan Wu walked to Lu Yue's yard as if he was familiar with the place. Seeing him playing the half-moon string, a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes.

He walked up to him, held his arm from behind, pulled the bow to its full length, and the arrow left the string in a short time and penetrated deeply into the tree trunk.

"What does my father want to see you about?"

Lu Yue didn't look back. He picked up the arrow beside him and aimed at the previous position.

"Do you want to leave here?"

"Oh? Where are you taking me?"

"Gu Ying, I heard that's a good place."

Lu Yue turned around and looked at Duan Wu with a rare serious look. This was the first time she noticed his love.

"I don't dare to go with you. I don't even know who you are. And I heard that eunuchs have a short life span. If you leave me alone, what should I do?"

"unless--"

"Unless what?"

"Go and ask Yuwen Shu for permission, and tell him that you want to marry me."

Lu Yue looked at him a little crazily, his eyes full of provocation, and the words he said were extremely unorthodox.

"Are you serious?"

"Duan Wu, isn't it good for us to be despised by the world together?"

……

Yuwen Shu thought he had heard wrongly. He looked at Duan Wu in astonishment. He had never heard of a eunuch getting married in the past thousands of years, in heaven and on earth.

"Duan Wu, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Your Majesty, I know it very well."

"Lu..."

"He knows."

Of course Yuwen Shu disagreed. If this were to get out, people all over the world would laugh at the royal family. He felt very uneasy. He suspected that there was something unclean in the palace, and it was time to perform a ritual to drive out the evil spirits.

After Duan Wu left, he hurried to the Queen's palace and told Xu Yingying about this incredible thing.

The two were originally struggling over whether they should get rid of Duan Wu or find a place for him to live out his retirement in exile. When Xu Yingying heard this, her face lit up.

"Your Majesty, this matter should be made known to Lord Lu."

"What does Yingying mean?"

"It would be better if we let Lord Lu decide Duan Wu's life. If he lets Duan Wu go, then we can just let him go."

Yuwen Shu pinched his chin, feeling that the possibility of letting him go was extremely small.

……

Lu Kuo was old, and Yuwen Shu was afraid of upsetting him, so he gradually hinted at the problem. After learning that his son's relationship with a eunuch was not normal, he sat in the study in a daze for a whole day.

He didn't even know that Yuwen Shu had left.

This was extremely disrespectful, but looking at the elderly minister, he just felt pity for him, sighed, and left him alone to think about it.

They sat there until late at night. Lu Kuo took a reluctant step and pushed open Lu Yue's door. The two tightly embraced adult male bodies made it impossible for him to deceive himself any longer.

The long sword in his hand flashed silver. As long as he took action now, this eunuch would never be able to touch his son again.

Lu Kuo stood in front of the bed like a sculpture, struggling between his inner thoughts and his conscience.

Feeling the wind blowing, Lu Yue subconsciously moved closer to the arms of the person next to him and hugged him tighter.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, but the north wind is still chilly at night.

The long sword fell to the ground with a clang, and my heart became silent.

Lu Kuo turned and left, his clothes soaked with tears.

Lu Yue opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face of the man, tracing his appearance with his fingers.

"Stay with me forever. If you leave, I will come to find you."

Duan Wu closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed the fingers that were rubbing on his face, then pressed them against his chest, murmuring in a half-asleep state.

"Go to sleep, I'm not going anywhere."