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

During the days of fighting wits and courage with this little brat, Li Mofu seemed to have forgotten something, and the people in the capital also seemed to have forgotten something.

Perhaps because time has passed, people tend to forget things they once considered serious and the sense of crisis they once felt.

So people often say that living people are like a huge flock of sheep, pigs, or chickens. Even if you slaughter their own kind in front of them, as long as you don't hurt them, they can resume their peaceful life and then forget those shadows.

But this is normal. After all, life must go on, and some things cannot be stopped just because you want to.

One day in late September, it rained heavily. Dark clouds had been gathering overhead since morning, and when Li Mo leaned over, he could smell the chill in the air. It might be getting colder after this rain.

It happened to be Lu Mingyun's day off that day, so he didn't get up early. When he came to find Li Mofu, Li Mofu had just finished washing up. The two of them had breakfast chatting with each other.

After breakfast, the little brat came over. Lu Mingyun, on a whim, taught him to practice sword for a while. Although it was called sword practice, the little brat couldn't even hold the small wooden sword steadily.

The little brat didn't stay long, as he soon had to go to early education class. A child who was just over two years old couldn't actually learn anything, so he just found a nanny to play with him and, by the way, instill some concepts that you need to learn well in the process of playing.

The rain started after lunch, and before it started a strong wind suddenly blew up. At that time, Li Mofu was still playing with cats in the yard. The strong wind suddenly blew down branches, scaring the two cats. The wind made the doors and windows bang, and the people in the yard hurried to close the windows and doors and go back to the house.

The howling of the strong wind was accompanied by lightning and thunder, and soon it started to rain heavily. After the rain, it felt like there was no other sound in the world except the sound of rain, and it was very quiet.

At this moment, Shang Jiu hurried in from outside the courtyard. A moment later, there was a knock on Li Mofu's study. Mo Yi opened the door, and Shang Jiu said without waiting for Mo Yi to ask, "Master! Something happened to Duke Zhao! Young Master Zhao is now in the hall of the Marquis' Mansion, and the Marquis has gone to the palace!"

Lu Mingyun, who was reading a book, was stunned. Then he stood up immediately and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know the details, I just know that Mr. Zhao came to the Marquis' Mansion in the rain just now. The Marquis said a few words to him and then immediately went to the palace to ask for an audience!" Shang Jiu said.

Lu Mingyun knew that something big must have happened. Since it was related to the palace, it was most likely related to the Ghost Immortal. He had to go see Zhao Xu quickly and ask what happened.

"I'm going too!" Li Mofu naturally wanted to go and take a look after hearing this.

"Keep up." Lu Mingyun said as he walked.

Even with an umbrella in the heavy rain, some of their clothes were still wet. In addition, they walked in a hurry, so their shoes and pants were also wet.

But when Li Mofu saw Zhao Xu, he was still shocked. Zhao Xu must have come directly over without shelter from the rain. His whole body was wet. He sat in a chair in a daze like a water ghost reflecting on his mistakes.

"Hezhi?" Lu Mingyun was also surprised.

Zhao Xu turned around when he heard his voice, his face numb. He opened his mouth to say something but paused.

At this time, Lu Fengning and Wang Ruiyan also rushed over. Wang Ruiyan was more careful and asked someone to bring clean new clothes and take Zhao Xu to the next room to change.

Zhao Xu regained some energy after changing his clothes. After drinking a cup of hot tea, he asked, "Is the Marquis back?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and finally Lu Mingyun said, "He's only been gone for less than two quarters of an hour, and he's probably just arrived at the palace to ask for an audience."

Zhao Xu closed his eyes and covered his face in pain, "What should I do...Jingxin...what should I do?"