Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

In May of the first year of the Tianhe era, Prime Minister Gu retired due to old age, and his son Gu Yao succeeded him.

Gu Yao thus became the youngest prime minister in the history of the Great Xuan Dynasty, at the age of only twenty-one.

The early summer breeze was still a bit chilly. Gu Yao stood in front of the city gate, recalling how he had bid farewell to Wanyan Jue in the same way more than a year ago.

Now it's time to say goodbye to my parents.

A touch of melancholy inevitably arose in Gu Yao's heart, and he sighed silently.

After settling his wife in, Gu Jizhou glanced at Gu Yao, pondered for a moment, and then got off the carriage and walked towards Gu Yao.

Gu Yao looked at his father with some confusion, wondering why Gu Jizhou was walking towards him. Hadn't he already explained everything yesterday?

Just before Gu's mother got into the carriage, she kept nagging him for a long time.

I wonder if my dad will do it again.

Gu Yao shook his head helplessly.

It really is a sweet burden of love.

Unaware of Gu Yao's inner turmoil, Gu Jizhou walked straight up to Gu Yao.

Looking at her son, who was half a head shorter than her, and whose figure was even thinner than her eldest son, she realized that he was much shorter.

Perhaps due to congenital deficiencies, her face always looked sickly, and even now, in early summer, she was still wearing a fleece-lined armor.

Thinking back to the years when my child grew up the fastest, I realized I wasn't by his side, and we were always apart. I felt I hadn't fulfilled my responsibilities as a parent.

In the blink of an eye, they've all grown so big.

This always made Gu Jizhou feel like it wasn't real.

In Gu Jizhou's memory, Gu Yao was still that soft, cuddly little child who could act cute like a white dough ball.

Despite being in poor health since childhood, she was exceptionally well-behaved and never made a fuss or fought over anything.

They always evoke a sense of pity.

But now, when Gu Jizhou met Gu Yao's starry eyes, which were filled with a gentle smile, he only saw determination.

Only then did he realize that his pampered young master had grown into an adult.

A grown-up who can support the Gu family and the Da Xuan family.

Gu Jizhou suddenly felt a pang of regret, his eyes stinging slightly. He wondered if it was the right thing to resign and place these burdens on Gu Yao's shoulders.

Seeing his father's pained and conflicted expression, Gu Yao knew that he was overthinking things and was probably imagining some tragic and heartbreaking scenario.

He looked up at Gu Jizhou and said, "Father, I will protect the Gu family and assist His Majesty in governing the country. In three years at most, I want the country to be at peace and the world to be calm and prosperous."

Gu Yao paused for a moment, then his smile deepened, full of confidence. "I want the Gu family, and I want the name Gu Yao to be remembered in history alongside a wise ruler."

The young man's resounding words echoed in Gu Jizhou's ears. The young man's bright, sparkling eyes overlapped with the clear, innocent eyes of the child from years ago, making Gu Jizhou feel momentarily dazed.

"Father, Father, are there still many people who don't have enough to eat?"

Young Gu Yao, clutching the soft, chewy pastry, looked up at the still-young Gu Jizhou with a conflicted expression.

A gentle smile appeared on the young man's face as he picked up the pale, doughy-faced child and gazed at the sky outside the imperial city, his voice drifting into the distance.

"Yes, there are still many people in this world who don't have enough to eat or wear."

The little child stretches out his chubby hand, holding a soft and chewy pastry in his tiny hand. He takes a gentle bite and squints his eyes happily.

The child's soft, sweet voice echoed in Gu Jizhou's ears, overlapping with the young man's clear, melodious voice.

"From now on, Yao'er will ensure that everyone in the world has enough to eat and wear."

"I want peace and tranquility in the world, with calm seas and clear rivers."

No one took a child's words seriously at the time, and Gu Jizhou simply laughed it off.

But seeing Gu Yao's confident demeanor now, Gu Jizhou felt that his child really might be able to do it.

Is the world at peace, with calm seas and clear rivers?

He then looked forward to the day when peace and prosperity would arrive.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up within him. He patted Gu Yao on the shoulder, formally entrusting the heavy responsibility of the Great Xuan Dynasty to those frail shoulders in his heart.

He laughed loudly, his eyes filled with deep expectation.

"Alright, then your mother and I will wait here in the land of Da Xuan for that peaceful and prosperous era."

Gu Yao smiled, his handsome and refined face full of confidence and pride. "Of course, within three years, I will surely bring peace and prosperity to the world."

Gu Jizhou said nothing more, only patted Gu Yao's thin shoulder, and turned to walk towards the carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

The heavy responsibility of this great Xuan should still be shouldered by the young people.

Gu Yao watched Gu Jizhou's retreating figure, slightly moved, with a look of guilt in his eyes.

He knew that this parting might be the last time they would ever meet.

Despite his love for his parents, he was still unfilial.

Lowering his eyes, Gu Yao concealed the guilt and bitterness in them, bowed, and bid farewell in a loud voice.

"Your unfilial son, Gu Le'an, bids farewell to my father and mother. The mountains are high and the roads are long. I hope you two will take care of yourselves."

Gu Jizhou paused, but without turning around, he waved to Gu Yao to go back, then turned and got into the carriage.

The two of them understood each other without saying a word.

This is unfilial, firstly because the parents are away and the son is unable to serve them.

Secondly, as the eldest son, he was unable to ensure the continuation of the Gu family line.

Even if his parents never blamed him, he would still accept the label of an unfilial son.

Gu Yao remained bent over for a long time before getting up, a gesture of guilt he could never make up for towards the Gu family elders.

It belongs to the original owner, and it also belongs to him.

Gu Yao stood up and stared in the direction the carriage had left for a long time. Qingzhu couldn't understand the thoughts in Gu Yao's eyes, but she felt that this young master was full of loneliness.

The rising sun had already dispelled the misty morning fog, but it couldn't warm the young master, who was covered in sweat.

Gu Yao withdrew his gaze and slowly walked into the towering and majestic city gate, as if stepping into a prison for life.

But only willingly.

Gu Yao walked back to the Prime Minister's residence alone, threw himself onto the bed, and slowly came back to his senses.

"Xiao Jiu, have you returned to the palace with my guards to report?"

0529 was video chatting with 66 when he heard Gu Yao's call and hurriedly checked.

"Host, he has already gone back to report."

Gu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. The scene at the city gate was half genuine emotion and half an act for Xi Yue to see.

Life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills.

However, he seemed to be getting a little too into character.

The Gu and Fan families are all so kind; they love Gu Yao wholeheartedly.

Gu Yao may not care about love, but he cannot ignore the kinship between the two families.

This affection is too heavy, too heavy for Gu Yao to repay.

He was indeed unfilial.

They should be the ones who outlive their children.

Gu Yao sat up, feeling a slight headache. He rubbed his temples, his eyes filled with guilt.

With a helpless sigh, Gu Yao threw himself back into the soft quilt.

I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm taking the day off anyway, so I'll take a nap first.