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

Lu Mingyun's injury naturally couldn't heal so quickly, and his face was still a little pale, but he felt a little more energetic after resting. Li Mofu didn't criticize him like before, scratching his face and said, "I'm thinking about Ye. I don't want to disturb you. I plan to visit you tomorrow."

Guozi, who was waiting there, poured Lu Mingyun a cup of hot tea, padded the backrest of the chair, and asked Lu Mingyun to sit down before leaving the room.

"Those twenty lashes last night were somewhat useful. My father went to see the prince this morning, and the prince agreed to help persuade His Majesty. If nothing unexpected happens, we will know the result tomorrow." Lu Mingyun leaned back in his chair and said as he picked up a cup of tea.

Li Mofu snorted, half rolled his eyes, and said with some disdain, "If His Royal Highness wanted to help, he would have done it long ago. Zhao Xu has been running around looking for the Crown Prince countless times in those few days, but he has remained silent, which clearly shows his displeasure. Now he has agreed to the Marquis of Wu'an only because he has done something wrong and has no choice but to meet him. In addition, he has the virtue of being gentle and friendly in public. Refusing the Marquis of Wu'an would damage his image, so he only agreed superficially."

"There's nothing we can do. His Majesty has become more and more obsessed with cultivating immortals these days. He has to be excused several times when he goes to court, and the court is dismissed after just a few minutes of listening. None of the ministers in the court dare to say much. I guess they all took the blood pills and obeyed his orders. Those who were close to the Duke have pleaded for him many times in the court, but His Majesty never listened to them." Lu Mingyun took a sip of hot tea and sighed.

Li Mofu's heart sank, and he sighed, "Is Zhao Xu okay?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him for a few days. I guess he's not feeling well." Lu Mingyun shook his head.

Heavy topics would lower the mood and make people think about things related to the topic. In Li Mofu's eyes, the best outcome for Duke Zhao would be acquittal, but the emperor had already arrested him for trespassing, so acquittal was almost impossible.

Unless the emperor suddenly picked up the fallen kindness and felt sorry for the Duke of Zhao who had spent his entire life serving the country. Unfortunately, the current emperor only had eyes for immortality and how could he care about an old man who had just insulted him.

Therefore, it is very likely that Duke Zhao will be punished even if he doesn't die. At Duke Zhao's age, he will die after being punished with two sticks.

"If, I mean if," Li Mofu whispered, "if Duke Zhao finally died, wouldn't Zhao Xu be in danger?"

Now the entire capital is in chaos over the blood medicine. The emperor is obsessed with cultivating immortality, the crown prince's throne is almost certain, the third prince was sent to Jiangnan and has no news from him, and the second prince seems to have shut himself off and spends all day eating, drinking and sleeping in the military camp.

The Crown Prince and the Second Prince are brothers, so it is unlikely that the Crown Prince would attack the Second Prince. However, it is different for Zhao Xu, the Fourth Prince who had just been recognized.

"...I don't think so. Zhao Xu poses no threat to him," Lu Mingyun said after thinking for a moment. He frowned slightly as if thinking of something. "Unless the Crown Prince has already eliminated the Third Prince, he won't reach out to Zhao Xu."

Li Mofu was stunned for a moment, "So is there any news from the Third Prince?"

Lu Mingyun shook his head. "No, but the Third Prince is so smart and well-connected, so he shouldn't be in any trouble."

For some reason, Li Mofu felt that this sentence was like a flag, standing there attracting the wind.

"Did Wang Ruiyan tell you? The things the Crown Princess brought in yesterday were a compass and talisman paper. Those things should belong to the ghost immortal." Li Mofu asked again.

Lu Mingyun drank another half cup of tea, put it down and said, "I know. We discussed this yesterday before we were punished. I was standing behind the Crown Prince when the Crown Princess went to look for him. She said to him, 'What should we do? We haven't found the person yet, and the talisman paper has been torn to pieces by the cat.'"

While listening, Li Mofu caught a glimpse of the big orange dog sleeping at his feet. The big orange dog had been sleeping since it was tired from playing in the afternoon. Now was the time when it was most sleepy. Even though Lu Mingyun and Li Mofu were talking beside it, it did not open its eyes to look at them.

Touching the sleeping Daju and Xiaoque, Li Mofu said, "I think the person they are looking for should be me."

"......I know." Lu Mingyun said softly. When he heard the Crown Princess' words, he already had an idea in his mind.

The Emperor and the Crown Prince were no longer satisfied with those short-lived blood potions; they were now looking for specific individuals. Since Li Mofu could calm him down, how could he not be considered a specific individual?

However, the emperor knew about Li Mofu's existence and knew that someone was trying to kill Lu Mingyun.

Lu Mingyun's face suddenly turned bad when he thought of this, but since the prince still needed people to "sneak in" to search, it proved that the prince did not know about Li Mofu's existence. He didn't know whether he should be glad that the emperor was fully focused on cultivating immortals at the moment.

But he couldn't find a suitable person to make medicine, and the emperor and the prince would definitely be in chaos. No one could say whether the emperor would remember him at that time, and no one knew where the Taoist priest who was tracking down the ghost immortal was.

Li Mofu watched Lu Mingyun's expression change again and again, knowing that he was thinking about the emperor knowing about the matter of Zhen Ming. However, there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't just kill the emperor now, right?

If they had the ability and courage to kill the emperor, they would have already joined forces with a prince to overthrow the emperor and rebel.

This is not such an easy task. If you fail, the entire clan will be killed and the capital will be massacred. This is not just talk.

However, it is a good thing that the emperor is not taking any action now. Worrying too much will eventually make him depressed.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I want to sleep. I have a headache." Li Mofu originally wanted to read for a while, but after talking about such a heavy topic with Lu Mingyun, he couldn't read any more. Without the desire for entertainment, he might as well go to sleep.

Lu Mingyun watched as Li Mofu brought a small blanket to cover the cat, then climbed onto the bed himself. He said helplessly, "I ran to see you despite my back injury, and you didn't even talk to me for a while before falling asleep?"

"What else is there to talk about? I feel like I won't even see the sun tomorrow if we keep talking," Li Mofu said self-deprecatingly as he pulled the quilt over his head. "One second later, the knife goes to my neck and I'm going to go straight to hell."

Lu Mingyun's mouth twitched. He stood up and walked to the bed and sat down. "Then let's talk about something else."

"...What are you talking about?" Li Mofu looked at Lu Mingyun with dead eyes as he naturally lifted the quilt and went to sleep.