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

On the day Zhao Xu and Zuo Zheng left the capital, Li Mofu and Lu Mingyun went to see them off. On that cold winter day, they exchanged a few pleasantries before parting ways. Watching the convoy drift away, Li Mofu waved. He didn't know if Zhao Xu and Zuo Zheng considered him a friend, but he did.

We are separated this time, and I don’t know when we will meet again.

Lu Mingyun raised his hand and placed it on Li Mofu's shoulder, patting him. Then he put the hood of his cloak on him and said, "Let's go. We're going back too."

Li Mofu nodded, and the two of them got on the carriage and returned to the marquis' mansion.

Time flies, and Lu Mingyun's birthday is coming soon. The Marquis's Mansion has been very busy these days, and the servants are busy making the mansion more festive. I heard that this time it is not only Lu Mingyun's birthday party, but also a blind date party.

As for this blind date banquet, it is not only to "recruit" a wife for Lu Mingyun, but also to "find" a good relative for Lu Baiyu!

Guozi was a little angry when he talked about this with Li Mofu. Although he knew that it was normal for his young master to get married, he had been too close to Li Mofu in recent years and had become biased towards Li Mofu. He even felt like he was standing up for Li Mofu.

Li Mofu didn't care, his mind was no longer on this, but it would be really terrible if Lu Mingyun got married at this critical juncture.

It wasn't just Li Mofu who knew about the blind date party; that little brat also knew about it. No one knew who had spread the nonsense, but he came to Li Mofu's yard crying alone.

"Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? Aren't you tired? Doesn't your throat hurt? Don't you feel tired after crying for so long?" Li Mofu was lying on a lounge chair in the front yard, basking in the sun. The slightly warm sunlight felt very comfortable on his body, otherwise Li Mofu would have chased them away long ago.

The little brat was still crying while sitting on a small stool not far away. He held his cheeks and cried, with snot and tears falling. Guozi, who was standing next to him, wiped them for him.

"Brother, please stop crying. You're giving me a headache. Your father lives in the next yard. Go cry there." Li Mofu said with some annoyance.

The little brat started to hiccup after crying too much. Li Mofu didn't understand what he said at all. In the end, Guozi translated for him, "Sir, the young master said that the young master is not here."

"Even if you're not here, don't cry here. If someone doesn't know, they would think someone died in my yard." Li Mofu complained speechlessly.

Guozi quickly said, "Master! The young master's birthday is coming soon, you can't say such unlucky words!"

"I know, I know. When will Mo Yi come back? I want to eat lotus leaf chicken." Li Mofu began to crave meat.

Guozi said with a smile, "It's almost time, sir, please wait a little longer, the afternoon sun is warm."

"That's fine." Li Mofu said.

Perhaps because no one continued to pay attention to the little brat, the crying slowly stopped, or perhaps because he was tired of crying, the little brat pouted and looked at them pitifully.

Li Mofu ignored him. When the noise died down, he closed his eyes and rested. The two cats followed him out to bask in the sun, curled up on the mat Li Mofu had laid out for them and fell asleep. Guozi sat down next to the little brat and whispered comfort to him.

"What's wrong with the young master?" Guozi asked softly.

The little brat sniffed and wanted to cry again, "They said that father is getting married..."

Guozi smiled bitterly and pursed his lips and said, "Young Master is already twenty-one, it's time for him to get married."

"But, but, they said that when father gets married he will have other children and then he will no longer care about me." The little brat said sadly.

Guozi gently stroked the little brat's back a few times and said, "No, little master is also the young master's child. The young master will not ignore you."

Li Mofu turned over and said mercilessly, "If he doesn't want to pay attention to you, then he won't. I don't see him paying any attention to you now."

"Wow, wow, wow!" The little brat pouted and started crying again.