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

Because he went to bed early, Li Mofu woke up shortly after dawn, but it was still dark outside.

Li Mofu looked at it twice, yawned, closed his eyes again, and fell asleep again after squinting his eyes.

When I woke up again, it was already daybreak. There were still the chirping sounds of thrushes outside. To be honest, it was tiring to listen to them for a long time.

Especially the thrush always liked to fly to the window next to Li Mofu's bed and sing. Li Mofu rubbed his eyes, stretched his body while lying on the bed, and sat up.

I got out of bed barefoot and opened the window. Outside the window was a pot of carefully cared-for red sandalwood, and the thrushes immediately flew away.

"Chirping." Li Mofu complained.

He looked to see what the thrushes were doing, and saw that the moss in the potted plants had been dug up everywhere.

Li Mofu was amused. It turned out that he was digging moss out of the pot to repair the nest.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Guozi's voice came from outside. He got up early and had just been cleaning the yard.

Li Mofu responded and closed the window.

When Guozi opened the door and walked in, she saw Li Mofu, barefoot, about to climb onto the bed. "Master, why did you get up without socks?"

"Hmm?" Li Mofu patted his feet and slid back into bed. "I won't die anyway."

Guozi went to get clothes for Li Mofu with a frown.

Li Mofu didn't have any clothes. The few pieces he had before were not even as good as fruits, and Lu Mingyun had them thrown away.

Most of his current clothes are Lu Mingyun’s old clothes from two years ago. Although they are old clothes, they are about 80% new because they are not worn often.

Lu Mingyun also went to the clothing store and bought a gray squirrel cloak and a white fox fur. On the one hand, it was to apologize, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Li Mofu would be angry if he knew that he was wearing old clothes.

In fact, Li Mofu didn't care what to wear, as long as he was warm and not cold.

If he knew how much money Lu Mingyun spent, he would definitely roll his eyes.

Why not buy him a table full of food with that money? Buying him clothes without even satisfying his appetite? What an outrageous waste!

"Young master, get up quickly. Guozi will help you put on your clothes." Guozi said after choosing the clothes.

Li Mofu didn't know how to put it on at first, but after trying it on a few times, he figured it out and didn't need anyone to help him. "Just leave it there, I'll put it on myself."

"Okay, sir, Guozi will go get some water." Guozi said.

As soon as Guozi left, Li Mofu got up and put on his pants and clothes. He put a straight-necked inner shirt over a round-necked thick long gown, and then put on an even thicker outer shirt over the long gown.

Layer after layer.

Finally, he put on his socks and stuffed them into his black boots, and Li Mofu wanted to go out.

"Young Master! You haven't washed yet and haven't combed your hair!" Guozi came over with water and saw Li Mofu trying to walk towards the yard.

Li Mofu had no choice but to stop and said, "Okay, okay."

After he washed, Guozi combed his hair. Perhaps because she was afraid that he would be cold, she only tied up half of his hair, and left the other half neatly combed and draped over his head.

"Sir, would you like to have some porridge later?" Guozi said as he put a silver hairpin in Li Mofu's hand.

Li Mofu nodded randomly, "Prepare some more side dishes, and meat!"

"...Okay, sir." Before Guozi could finish his words, Li Mofu had already stood up and walked out of the house.

As soon as he left the house, Mo Yi, who was guarding the door, followed him and asked, "Mr. Li, where are you going?"

Li Mofu was caught before he could take a few steps towards the courtyard gate.

"When did you come?" Li Mofu asked curiously.

"Just arrived." Mo Yi said.

"Oh." Li Mofu gave up the idea of ​​leaving the hospital and waiting.

Since I'm bored, I might as well take a walk in the yard first.

"What time is it now?" Li Mofu walked towards the largest tree in the yard with nothing to do.

"Just after the Si hour." Mo Yi said.

Li Mofu counted on his fingers, which means it’s just past nine o’clock?

Never mind. He'll rot in the yard all day anyway, so it doesn't matter what time it is.

There are three trees in the front yard of Jingxiangyuan. The largest tree is a Piba tree, located on the left side of the yard. It is four or five meters high and has a very thick trunk that one person cannot hug.

In addition to growing taller, the branches and leaves of the loquat tree also extend into the yard, providing shade in the summer.

The rocking chair was placed under the loquat tree, and there was a small table next to it, which was now cleaned by the fruits.

In addition, there are two osmanthus trees on the right side of the yard. They have lost some leaves in winter, and the trees, which were already short, now look even smaller.

The ground in the yard was paved with smooth blue bricks and the fruits had been cleaned.

There is a small wooden platform next to the osmanthus tree, on which are placed a dark round table and round stools. There are two small tables at the two corners of the platform, probably for placing flowers.

There is a large patch of roses planted along the wall next to the courtyard gate, climbing all over the right wall. If they are in bloom, it will be a beautiful sight to watch them while sitting on the small platform.

Unfortunately, it is winter now, and the flowers are still far from blooming. Now it looks like it is about to die.

There are four stone lanterns in the yard, one on each side of the gate and the other on both sides of the house.

Like a stereotyped exercise, Li Mofu walked around the front yard, and then walked to the backyard through the path.

There are a lot of ivy climbing along the walls of the path, which are green and look very lively.

There are many potted plants planted in the backyard, placed on the long rack. Some of them are about to die, while others are still alive and well.

Although the backyard is smaller, there is a rocking chair there, where Li Mofu occasionally lies down.

After walking around the backyard, Li Mofu went out from another path.

At this time, the door of the room upstairs in the next yard opened, and the movement of someone quickly attracted Li Mofu's attention.

The person who walked out of the door was a young man, wearing a dark blue silk round-necked robe over a stand-up collared long gown, and a crane cloak draped over his hand.

He was good-looking, and with his hair tied up he looked energetic, but his eyes were dark and steady, and there was no trace of a smile on his fair face.

He looks serious, but he has peach blossom eyes and a mole under his eye, which makes him look amorous.

The man opened the door and was also stunned when he saw him, his eyes widened slightly.

Lu Mingyun never expected to meet Li Mofu in this way.

He had been unable to sleep yesterday because of Li Mofu's matter, and that's why he woke up late this morning.

Li Mofu, who had been sleeping until noon these days, got up early and walked around in circles in the yard.

"..." Lu Mingyun nodded silently at Li Mofu, then left.

Mo Zhu followed Lu Mingyun and took another look at Li Mofu.

Li Mofu looked at the two people hurriedly leaving from a distance of six or seven meters, feeling puzzled. After a moment's thought, he uttered, "That's your young master, right?"

"..." Mo Yi frowned, "That's also your young master."

After saying this, Mo Yi himself was surprised, "No... You are living in the Marquis' Mansion now, so you should call him Young Master."

Li Mofu chuckled, "I am now occupying his wife's position, so I have to call him my husband~"

Mo Yi really couldn't stand Li Mofu's raspy voice, "Can't you just stop being sarcastic?"

"Sure, I want to go out." Li Mofu said immediately.

Without even thinking, Mo Yi said, "No."

"Oh." Li Mofu didn't say much and went to the hall to eat.

In the hall, Guozi had already prepared boiled meat porridge and three side dishes. The porridge had been cooked very early and was waiting for Li Mofu to get up and eat it.

Li Mofu became interested and asked while eating, "What are we having for lunch?"

"I've asked the kitchen to prepare medicinal food and roast chicken for the young master." Guozi said standing aside.

Li Mofu nodded, "Yeah, have you eaten? Do you want to eat with me?"

"...No need, sir. I've already eaten it." Guozi didn't dare sit down and eat together, especially since Mo Yi was standing next to him.

After dinner, Li Mofu lay in the rocking chair like an old man and listened to a book. Because he met the male protagonist in the backyard, he lay in the front yard this time.

Guozi changed the storybook, but it turned out to be even worse!

It's about a scholar, yes, it's another scholar.

The scholar first married a wife in his hometown. Unexpectedly, he failed all the exams and finally went to Beijing to take the exam.

Before leaving, he and his wife were very affectionate and talked about how he hoped to pass the imperial examination and live a good life.

Unexpectedly, this scholar actually passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer! He was then favored by the prime minister of the time, who invited him to his mansion to talk to him. This time, the prime minister's daughter also favored him and insisted on marrying him.

But the scholar already has a wife, what should he do?

The scholar in the story rejected the prime minister's idea of ​​divorcing his wife, and the prime minister also praised the scholar for his loyalty and righteousness.

Later, the prime minister sent someone to write a letter to the scholar's original wife. The original wife took the initiative to "step down and let the wise man take over" and also wrote to the scholar, saying that she wished him a bright future and would be content with it.

After receiving the letter, the scholar went back to see his original wife. However, his original wife still had the same idea and felt that she was not worthy of the scholar.

In the end, the scholar wrote a letter of divorce to his original wife and got together with the prime minister's daughter. His original wife even praised them as a perfect match.

Li Mofu was so shocked that he almost vomited blood and was burnt on the outside but tender on the inside.

"No, aren't there any normal books? Why are all these books about stupid men's self-delusions of rapid rise to fame? Aren't there any novel plots?" Li Mofu wondered.

As a bookworm with more than ten years of experience, he has become intolerable to this kind of plot!

Guozi was at a loss holding his own storybook, which was the most popular in the bookstore.

"Stories are just some outrageous stories. Just listen to them to kill time." Mo Yi said as he sat on the chair he brought out.

Li Mofu opened his mouth to complain, but he didn't know where to start because there were so many things to complain about.

"I'm really convinced!" Li Mofu covered his eyes and shouted, then thought for a moment and covered his ears again, "Pollution, this is pure pollution!"

“……”Fruit.

"..." Mo Yi watched him act crazy every day.

Li Mofu twisted and turned in the rocking chair. He listened from morning to afternoon. The more he listened, the more short of breath he became, and the more uncomfortable he felt. But the interruption made him even more uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, I felt uncomfortable after listening to it!

"I don't want to listen anymore..." Li Mofu stopped and covered his face, "I don't want to be polluted by these stinking books anymore!"

Guozi closed the storybook with a wry smile and suggested, "Sir, why don't you try writing it yourself?"

"..." Li Mofu sat up and looked at Guozi silently for a few seconds.

It doesn’t seem impossible?

Anyway, he doesn't go out, so he might as well write to entertain himself.

But he had never written a storybook before, so what should he write about?

Li Mofu has always read stories about women fighting at home. Will he write one too?

In the following days, Li Mofu stayed in the study on the second floor and wrote behind closed doors.

Facts have proved that thinking is just thinking, and reading is just reading. Li Mofu lay down and fell asleep before writing two pages.