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

When Mo Zhu heard this, he responded and immediately ran out of the yard. Seeing this, Nanny Lin, who had been peeking in the yard, became bolder and ran away.

Lu Mingyun's face immediately darkened as he saw Li Mofu's breathing becoming increasingly shallow. He took off his crane cloak and covered Li Mofu with it.

When he accidentally touched Li Mofu's cold hand, Lu Mingyun thought the person was dead!

Anger suddenly burned in his heart, and Lu Mingyun didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if Li Mofu died!

It was obvious that two years ago he had repeatedly emphasized to his grandmother and the housekeeper not to make things difficult for Li Mofu, and that they could be less attentive to him but also not neglect him!

Now, he’s almost killed!

Lu Mingyun's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he quickly remembered the suffering he had endured when he was fourteen years old. Fear and anger rose in his heart.

Li Mofu cannot die...cannot die!

A cruel look flashed in Lu Mingyun's eyes, and then he picked up Li Mofu and carried him sideways.

Lu Mingyun stopped after taking a few steps out of the room. He originally wanted to carry Li Mofu directly to the nearest Baiheyuan, but it was obvious that Li Mofu could not bear the cold anymore.

He thought for a moment and turned a corner to the side room where Nanny Lin lived. He kicked the door open and a stream of warm air rushed out.

Sure enough, most of the charcoal in the Condensation Academy was in this old man's house.

The coldness in Lu Mingyun's eyes became even stronger. He stuffed Li Mofu into the bed and then closed the door.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Zhu's voice came from the yard, "Master!"

Lu Mingyun opened the door a crack and called out, "Here."

Mo Zhu was smart and immediately understood where his young master was and why he was there.

"Doctor Su! Hurry, hurry!" Mo Zhu grabbed Doctor Su and went to the side room.

Because Doctor Su had poor legs and feet, the Condensation Qi Hospital was far away, and Doctor Su was old, he came here in a sedan chair.

But Mo Zhu was very anxious, and the sedan chair was shaking, making Doctor Su dizzy.

It wasn't until he saw Lu Mingyun that he woke up a little. Doctor Su saluted, "Master."

"No need to be so polite, Doctor Su, please come and see Mr. Li..." Lu Mingyun immediately supported Doctor Su and led him to the bedside.

Doctor Su was so frightened by Li Mofu's appearance that he broke out in a cold sweat. He had been in the Marquis' Mansion for so long that he had naturally met Li Mofu once or twice, but he didn't expect that when he met him again, this young man was living such a miserable life.

Someone actually dared to attack Master Li...

I'm afraid there will be trouble in this marquis' mansion.

Doctor Su sighed and took the pulse.

After a while, Lu Mingyun asked, "What's wrong?"

"If it was a quarter of an hour later, the person would have frozen to death." Doctor Su said as he took out the needle box.

Lu Mingyun's expression, which had just improved, fell again. He turned to look at Mo Zhu, "Where is he?"

"..." Mo Zhu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and hurried to the yard to look for it, "I'll go look for it right away!"

But Nanny Lin had disappeared long ago, and Ren Mozhu couldn't find her no matter how hard he looked nearby.

In the end, he had no choice but to go back and tell Lu Mingyun the truth.

Lu Mingyun didn't blame him after hearing this. The situation was urgent, and finding a doctor was more important. "Tell Mo Yi to take someone to find one."

Mo Zhu nodded and left the courtyard again. He felt very heavy-hearted. It seemed that the young master was going to pursue the matter.

He understood it in his heart, and the young master understood it even better. Everyone knew who dared to have such thoughts, but this Marquis's Mansion would be in turmoil for a while.

Lu Mingyun stayed in the Condensing Qi Academy for the entire night. During that time, he didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that he would not be able to open them again once he closed them.

He is afraid of death.

He is more afraid of living a life worse than death.

He never wants to experience that feeling of being unable to live or die again in his life!

Thinking of this, Lu Mingyun held his forehead tiredly. His body was already feeling sore and his head was aching, which was very unbearable.

He was careless this year. He was so focused on things outside that he forgot that there were hungry wolves lurking in the mansion.

At this time, Mo Zhu knocked quietly outside, and Lu Mingyun asked him to come in. Mo Zhu walked over quickly and whispered something in his ear. Lu Mingyun was stunned for a moment and then narrowed his eyes.

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Li Mofu had a severe fever and felt extremely cold, even the breath he exhaled was cold.

He seemed to be dying.

So Li Mofu began to dream wildly, and his already overburdened brain was exhausted to the point of bulging veins.

He dreamed that someone was forcing him to kneel on the ground and kowtow. He refused, and then several fat and strong maids held his arms and forced him to kneel down.

Someone burst into laughter next to my ears.

Later, he was slapped by a group of women. Li Mofu's arm was cut off because he could not bear the resistance. The pain rushed straight to his brain.

His nose and face were bruised and his mouth was full of blood.

Perhaps because they felt he was dirty, Li Mofu heard someone ask the maids to push him into the lake to wash him.

Although he was thin, he was still a man and knew how to swim. After falling into the water, he swam desperately, but was stepped into the water again and again by the fat maids by the lake.

Li Mofu had no choice but to change direction and swim to the other side, and those people started throwing stones at him.

It hurts to be hit.

But he swam ashore.

What will happen once you get ashore?

She was stripped to see if she was a man, insulted and told that she had taken money to be a lowly male wife, and then thrown back into the lake.

Li Mofu, who had his clothes stripped off, was so cold that he had no strength to swim. He sank for a long time before being rescued.

When those people saw that something was wrong, they dried his hair, put some clothes on him, and threw him back into the house to fend for himself.

It's normal for people to freeze to death in such a cold winter.

Nanny Lin naturally didn't care about Li Mofu's life or death after taking the money, but she didn't expect that when she went there the next day, Li Mofu was fine and even asked her for food.

“…” Li Mofu opened his eyes in a daze, everything was blurry.

He heard voices talking in his ears, but he couldn't make out anything.

It’s cold, my body is cold, and my dreams are cold too.

The pain of powerlessness always gives rise to overwhelming hatred, especially the scenes in the dream that kept circulating in Li Mofu's mind, becoming clearer and clearer, and even becoming something he could empathize with.

Li Mofu gritted his teeth and trembled with anger. He lived in a peaceful era, with a strong country and a harmonious society. As an ordinary person, when had he ever suffered such a crime?

Unwarranted abuse and insults, as well as repeated torture, all these humiliations and pains seeped out from the dream bit by bit.

It seemed to corrode Li Mofu's body, as if he was the person in the dream.

He seemed to be venting, tears rolling down his closed eyes.

He only had the strength to shed tears.

But the dream kept repeating over and over again, constantly draining his energy, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.

"what happened to him?"

"It's a good thing that he has a reaction, it means he still wants to live."

"...Mo Zhu wiped his tears."

"Yes, Master."

Three days later, Li Mofu woke up.

What caught his eye was the light reddish-brown bed ceiling, and when he looked from the side, he saw a green curtain. He stared at the bed ceiling numbly for a long time.

There were four pots of charcoal burning in the room, placed in four corners, making it warm.

The quilt covering Li Mofu was very soft and warm, and he could smell the fragrance of medicine. However, the crying sound in his ears made him irritated.

These past few days, he was either so exhausted that he fell asleep, or he dreamed as soon as he regained some energy.

He kept recalling the frustrated and cowardly life of "Li Mofu" and kept watching "Li Mofu" being tortured to death.

His original memory and cognition were constantly whipped by this society through the memory of "Li Mofu". He became dull and wanted to die when he thought about living in such a world in the future.

But it has become a reality.

It's been less than ten days since Li Mofu arrived here, but it feels like ten years.

As a male wife, it is impossible for him to take care of the back house in his life, because the back house is full of women.

Likewise, it was impossible for him to gain any real power in the mansion because he was a man.

The best ending for Li Mofu is to wait until the Taoist priest arrives and be taken away by him.

But he knew that this was unrealistic.

There would be no stain on the Marquis's Mansion, so he couldn't continue to live.

crazy.

Really going crazy.

Li Mofu thought.

The fact that he is still alive now means that the male protagonist is afraid that he will die, and he is afraid that he will suffer as well.

This is the only straw that allows Li Mofu to survive in this mansion, and it is also the most unreliable straw.

If it was reliable, the original owner wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have to come, haha.

He never imagined that one day he would have to rely on a man to survive.

Li Mofu thought to himself with self-mockery, the feeling of just dying resurfacing in his mind.

As Li Mofu woke up, his physical discomfort also gradually subsided.

But the crying sound kept floating in, making people feel uneasy.

Li Mofu sat up despite the dizziness. As soon as he made a noise, someone came over.

"Mr. Li, are you awake?"

A voice was heard, and then the man helped Li Mofu up.

When the dizziness subsided a little, Li Mofu saw clearly that the person who helped him was a child in his early teens. "Who are you?"

"Mr. Li, my name is Guozi, and I am here to serve you." The little boy said as he put shoes on Li Mofu skillfully.

Li Mofu was confused for a moment. Could it be that he had traveled through time again?

"Mr. Li, are you hungry? I'll ask the servant outside to bring you some porridge." Guozi said sensibly.

It would have been fine if Li Mofu hadn't listened, but after listening he felt hungry, "Okay."

Guozi helped Li Mofu to lean back on the mahogany chaise longue before tiptoeing out of the room. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the crying outside had become louder.

Li Mofu didn't want to be supported by others, but his body was so weak that he couldn't walk without someone to support him.

Even so, I was sweating all the way from the bed to the chaise longue.

"Who is crying outside?" Li Mofu asked palely when he saw Guozi coming back.

Guozi took the hot water from the charcoal and said as he brewed tea, "It's Yuzhu, who was by Aunt Bai's side."

Li Mofu watched the fair-skinned child deftly place a cup of tea in front of him. The strange feeling of being served made Li Mofu look at Guozi twice more.

It was too hot, so Li Mofu naturally didn't drink it.

"Why is she crying? Is Aunt Bai dead?" Li Mofu asked sarcastically.

He will die in the end anyway, so no one can stop him from talking nonsense. Maybe he can go back after he dies.

"Master Li!" Guozi lowered his voice in shock. "Don't let anyone else hear this, or they'll give you something to talk about."