Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

Zuo Zheng said that his father started to make him read again. What he hated most was reading books of sages, because they gave him a headache.

Li Mofu complained that he had finally opened a store in Su County, but now he had nothing when he returned to the capital.

Lu Mingyun didn't complain about anything, he just won money quietly.

After the New Year, Lu Mingyun somehow talked to Marquis Wu'an, and they moved out of Marquis Wu'an's mansion and returned to the small courtyard they had lived in before. Li Mofu finally got his freedom after the New Year!

The first thing Li Mofu did after he was freed was to think about how to meet Wang Ruiyan. Whether writing a letter or asking someone to inform him, they would have to meet in person, and he always felt something was wrong.

So he often went to the hot pot restaurant in Beijing. On the one hand, he wanted to eat, and on the other hand, he thought it would be great if he could run into Wang Ruiyan when she came to check the accounts. There were so many people in the hall, and they were talking about ordinary things, so they shouldn't be accused of having a private date.

However, to Li Mofu's surprise, he did not wait for Wang Ruiyan, but instead met a person of noble status.

On this day, Li Mofu said goodbye to Mo Zhu and left with Guozi and Mo Yi, while Lu Mingyun had already set out to adapt to his new position.

Just like yesterday, Li Mofu came to the Beijing Hotpot Maocai Restaurant and ordered his favorite maocai. Then he listened to the storyteller in the hall. While listening and eating, he also paid attention to whether Wang Ruiyan came in.

There are many wealthy people in the capital, and even after lunch time, many people still come to have a bite of hot and refreshing food. Moreover, the story told by the storyteller is quite novel compared to other stories.

Because he was just killing time, Li Mofu ate very slowly, and Guozi and Mo Yi sat next to him.

Just as he was listening intently, Guozi whispered in surprise, "Isn't that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Mo Yi and Li Mofu looked towards the door together, and saw a young man with a jade crown and a white face walking in. He was wearing a light golden robe and a gold and jade belt around his waist. The overall look was simple and elegant, but very noble.

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Mo Yi turned his head and didn't look again.

Li Mofu secretly glanced at him several times, because it was his first time meeting the prince, and he didn't expect that he would be in such an ordinary store.

The prince was wearing casual clothes, and the ornaments on his body were not very conspicuous. He was accompanied by only one follower. It seemed that he just came out to eat hot pot?

The prince quickly went upstairs with his entourage and sat in a private room. Li Mofu saw that he had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

Li Mofu retracted his gaze and took two bites of meat, then asked Guozi in a low voice, "Didn't you say before that the prince didn't look well?"

Guozi nodded, "Yes, he kept coughing when he first met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in Su County."

Li Mofu blinked and looked towards the stairs leading upstairs. Just now, when the prince passed by here, he had a rosy complexion, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, and looked very healthy and energetic.

The state was just like when Li Mofu saw Mr. Lin San in his shop. He changed from being frail and weak as if he could be blown down by the wind to being healthy and able to run and jump with a happy body and mind. It seemed that the prince also used the medicine that Mr. Lin San took. In other words, someone died again in some corner of the capital.

However, people died almost every day in the capital, and there were plenty of slaves in the prince's mansion. The death of a few slaves was not a problem for them, and no one would dare to investigate the matter.

Now that the King of Qi is dead and the Third Prince has lost power, the Second Prince is his brother, and his succession to the throne is almost certain. Now that he has established his foothold, he naturally thinks of his own frail body...

If he could get the health he wanted by killing a few slaves, then it would be an honor for those slaves to die for him.