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

"Speaking of this, how is things going with Duke Zhao?" Li Mofu asked.

Wang Ruiyan smiled bitterly and shook her head. Lu Fengning stood up from the front and knelt beside Wang Ruiyan, whispering, "I've used all my connections, but now I can only ensure that the Duke has enough food and drink in there, but there is no more."

Lu Fengning leaned sideways, frowned, and continued, "Father and Zhao Xu asked someone in the palace to inquire about the situation. The person said that the Duke had a dispute with His Majesty over the blood medicine. However, the Duke's words were very harsh, so His Majesty ordered his arrest."

How could this not be rather unpleasant? The Emperor used the Duke of Zhao's daughter to make an elixir, then sat there as if nothing had happened, yet he still sought immortality. If the Duke of Zhao were ten or twenty years younger, he would have rebelled.

"Now the only one who can persuade His Majesty is the Crown Prince, so the Marquis is so angry today." Lu Fengning said again.

Li Mofu was speechless when he saw him always emphasizing this. He pursed his lips and didn't ask about this topic again. "Do we really have to kneel until tomorrow morning?"

Wang Ruiyan was tired from holding her back straight, so she shrunk down, knelt beside him and said, "Do the whole show, otherwise it won't make sense."

Li Mofu sighed in pain, then knelt down sluggishly.

After no one spoke, the ancestral hall became quiet. There were no residential courtyards around the hall, so there was no fire outside the house, but there were a bunch of candles lit inside the house. When the wind blew in, the flames flickered, bright and dazzling. Li Mofu stared until his eyes hurt and finally closed his eyes.

But kneeling was a punishment after all, and it didn't take long. After ten minutes, Li Mofu's legs were numb. He began to move around, and finally he cheated and sat down cross-legged.

Wang Ruiyan and Lu Fengning didn't say anything to him. When they were tired, they would move around or just stand up and take a few steps.

After kneeling for about a quarter of an hour, Li Mofu yawned one after another and cried so many times that she didn't know how many tears she had shed. At this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and then Lu Mingyun was supported by Mo Yi and came in.

"...Young Master, Doctor Su said that you should try not to touch the wound if possible, and you should not make any large movements, as the wound will split." Mo Yi supported him carefully while speaking. It didn't seem like he was talking to Lu Mingyun, but more to the other people who were kneeling.

Lu Fengning asked in surprise, "Brother, are you still going to come to the ancestral hall to be punished?"

Lu Mingyun knelt down on the other side of Li Mofu with a bloodshot face and said with a grin, "Father didn't say you can leave."

"Let Mo Zhu go and plead with grandmother. He's smart and knows what to say. You're injured all over and you're not fit to stay with us in the ancestral hall anymore." Lu Fengning said with a frown.

Lu Mingyun waved his hand and adjusted his kneeling position. Li Mofu saw that his lips were slightly pale, but said, "No need. If grandma says anything, father will only get angrier."

Lu Fengning stopped talking. He and Wang Ruiyan looked at each other and sighed helplessly. This was not about coming to the ancestral hall to be punished. They were worried that Li Mofu would be embarrassed.

After Mo Yi left, the ancestral hall returned to silence. Li Mofu quietly looked at Lu Mingyun who was kneeling beside him. His clothes had changed into loose clothes, and he smelled of blood and medicine, which made Li Mofu dizzy. His face and lips were a little pale.

Li Mofu blinked his eyes in surprise as he did not expect Lu Mingyun to be beaten so badly. He thought that no one would dare to use harsh blows on him because Lu Mingyun was the prince.

Li Mofu looked at the candle in front of him and then moved his eyes to secretly look at Lu Mingyun. Although Daju did not do anything bad, Lu Mingyun had to bear the consequences, and Li Mofu, as the owner, felt a little guilty.

After peeking several times, Li Mofu was caught. Lu Mingyun turned his head and looked straight at him. Li Mofu paused, smiled awkwardly, and looked away.

"Are you feeling sorry for me?" Lu Mingyun leaned close to Li Mofu's ear and asked.