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

"Young Master, could you please stop shaking your skirt like that? It's not elegant!" Nanny Liang couldn't help but say as she watched Li Mofu shaking his legs and eating melon seeds under the eaves.

Li Mofu snorted, raised his hands, and the wide sleeves slid to his shoulders. He put his hands down, tucked his sleeves, and raised an eyebrow at Madam Liang.

“…” Nanny Liang.

It felt cooler after exposing his arms, and Li Mofu shook his legs faster.

"Forget it, forget it. We're in our own yard anyway," said Guozi.

These days, because it is cool to wear a skirt, the young master eats more than before.

"Oh, for some reason, seeing Master Li showing so much skin always feels dangerous," wondered Nanny Liang.

Guozi smiled and said, "No way..."

After saying that, he looked at Li Mofu, only to see that Li Mofu was a girl with skin so white that it looked as if she had never suffered from the sun.

Li Mofu noticed Guozi's gaze and proudly raised his arms to show him his "biceps".

“…” Guozi’s hand paused as he was picking beans, and he blinked.

Young Master Li is getting fairer and fairer. Although his facial features are just regular, he does give the feeling of a "male favorite".

It's time to take my son out for a stroll. It would be best if he could get a tan...

At this time, Mo Yi strode back from outside the yard carrying a fruit basket and a food box.

"Lychee?" Li Mofu immediately leaned over to take a look, then reached out to eat it.

"No rush, let the fruit soak in the well water to cool down." Mo Yi stopped his hand and said.

"What's the ice drink today?" Li Mofu sat down at the round table in the hall actively.

"It's still watermelon juice." Mo Yi said as he took out the pot of ice drink from the lunch box.

"By the way, Master Li," Mo Yi continued, "I just received news from the Marquis' Mansion that Aunt Bai has passed away."

Li Mofu was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Oh, your young master did it?"

"No, it was Aunt Bai who couldn't survive childbirth." Mo Yi said.

Li Mofu raised an eyebrow, "You didn't make it? Is it because your belly is too big?"

In the novels he read, most deaths during childbirth were caused by large fetuses.

"That's not the case," Mo Yi shook his head. "It was Aunt Bai who was so excited when she heard that the young master was due to give birth and came home. Then she bumped her stomach in her haste and the baby was born a few days early."

"Is the baby born? Boy or girl?" Li Mofu put his arm on the slightly cool round table, squinted his eyes and lay down while asking.

"He's a young master." Mo Yi took a look at Li Mofu's exposed arms. Even the hairs on his arms were sparse and short. He was obviously a man.

"A man," Li Mofu sat up upon hearing this, supporting his chin, "A man is fine too. Men don't need to get married."

Then he laughed at himself, "Hahaha, that's not right, men can get married too, but the young master of the Marquis's Mansion doesn't need to get married."

Mo Yi stopped talking after taking out the iced drinks, milk pastries and osmanthus pastries. He was the young master's bodyguard, so naturally he was more inclined towards the young master.

If Li Mofu can save the young master's life, it will be Li Mofu's honor.

Li Mofu's original family was very poor. If he were still in that family, he probably wouldn't even be able to taste sugar, so how could he eat these ice drinks and cakes every day?

Although Li Mofu will be much freer than he is now, what’s the use of freedom if he can’t even get enough to eat?

People will get sick if they don’t have enough to eat. Li Mofu might have died long ago. How could he have lived a life with someone to take care of his daily life, someone to help run errands for him, and a fair skin?

Li Mofu could certainly guess what the people around him thought of him. They must feel that they were extremely lucky, as they could live a cross-class life relying on the nonsense of a Taoist priest.

They thought he was longing for that poor home and the illusory freedom.

They will never know that what Li Mofu longs for is a home in another time and space, and a society that he once sneered at.

Li Mofu knew better than anyone that the probability of going back was very small, but he always felt so out of place here.

Now that Aunt Bai is dead, he has avenged his original body, so what's next?