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

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In mid-June, after reviewing his lessons, Lu Mingyun opened the letter sent by Li Mofu.

My Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time. Maybe you gained weight in the academy. But it's okay. The girls in Chunfeng Tower still miss you.

It’s been a hot summer lately, and the days are really passing by one by one. I wonder if the prince still remembers the promise you made to me?

For example, Aunt Bai?

For example, Aunt Bai?

For example, Aunt Bai? !

The weather is so nice, it's time for Aunt Bai to get going.

The weather is so hot, if Aunt Bai doesn't leave now, she will stink.

Hahahahahahahaha, the villain will scatter paper money for her.

"..." Lu Mingyun shook his head after reading the letter, as if Li Mofu had never sent him a decent letter.

Well, this was probably the best letter he had ever sent.

"Mozhu." Lu Mingyun called out.

Mo Zhu, who was sitting not far away, immediately stood up and responded, "Master, what are your instructions?"

"When will Aunt Bai give birth?" Lu Mingyun asked softly.

Mo Zhu was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Around July 20th."

"I went back to the Marquis' Mansion during those days of vacation." Lu Mingyun said.

"Yes, young master." Mo Zhu responded.

On July 17th, Lu Mingyun brought Mo Zhu back to the Marquis' Mansion after a long absence.

That night, the dinner at the Marquis' Mansion was very sumptuous. Marquis Wu'an Lu Liang, his grandmother Huang, Lu Fengning and Lu Baiyu were all present.

Lord Lu had a faint smile on his face, and his grandmother also welcomed his return. As for Lu Baiyu and Lu Fengning, they were more enthusiastic.

Lu Mingyun knew that they must have something to discuss with him.

For example, should Lin receive his punishment? For example, does he have a partner in mind for marriage? For example, is he prepared for the imperial examination in the autumn?

But he pretended not to know and just enjoyed his dinner. When they couldn't wait any longer, they would bring it up themselves.

The topic at the dinner table shifted from Lu Mingyun's life in college to his life in the new courtyard, from flower-viewing posts to the exams after autumn.

When they had talked about almost everything that could be talked about, the Marquis slowly turned the topic to Lu Mingyun's minefield.

"Jingxin, mother has lost weight these days because of managing the Marquis' Mansion. She even caught a cold a few days ago..." Marquis Lu had a beautiful mustache on his lips. He was good-looking when he was young, and he still maintained his figure when he was old. He is still a handsome uncle now.

"Shuangshuang... Lin knows she's wrong. She's been fasting and chanting in front of the Buddha for months. I'm sure she's improved. How about that?"

Lu Mingyun put down his chopsticks and sneered, "Father, some things may not be a big deal to you, but they concern my life, so they are a big deal to me."

"Lin accompanied you in guarding the border. You were loyal to her and even made her your legal wife. I can understand all of this."

"But you have to understand, father, she wants to kill me. There is no doubt about that."

"Father, you pleaded for her even though you knew she wanted to kill me. Where did that put me?"

"Bai Yu and Feng Ning don't know about this matter, and most people outside just think it's a joke of the Marquis' Mansion."

"But you, Father, know it, Grandmother knows it, and His Majesty... knows it too."

"You can release her, but you can never give her the power to manage the family again."

"Otherwise, where would you let your son go?"

Although Lu Mingyun's words were quite appropriate, the Marquis still felt ashamed.

Of course he knew that Lin had murderous intentions towards Lu Mingyun, but when he saw Lin lying on the bed with a sick and pitiful look, he recalled the days when they had been together at the border.

The Marquis felt that as long as Lin gave up this idea, the Marquisate could return to its former state...

When Lu Mingyun saw the Marquis's expression, he could guess what he was thinking, and the sarcasm on his lips became even stronger.

As people get older, they tend to become nostalgic, and once they become nostalgic, they become confused.

"Okay, since Jingxin has said so, I will continue to manage this family, and Lin will let her move back to her own yard." The lady spoke, her eyes and expression did not change from beginning to end, as if she had already expected this outcome.