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

Looking into Gu Yao's clear eyes, which were filled with his own thoughts, Xi Yue finally asked the question that had been weighing on his mind for a long time.

"Le'an, who is the person you love?"

He knew this question might embarrass him.

If Gu Yao were to utter another person's name, then this budding affection would become a joke.

But the thought that Gu Yao's wholehearted devotion to her was all because of someone else drove Xi Yue to the brink of madness with jealousy.

Therefore, he is determined to get the answer to this question today.

Gu Yao seemed not to have reacted yet, her expression somewhat slow. Suddenly, as if she had suddenly realized something, she smiled brightly at Xi Yue, "A-Jiu, it's A-...Jiu."

Gu Yao mumbled the word, and Xi Yue only clearly heard "wine".

How come he never noticed that his prime minister was a drunkard?

Xi Yue could not give him any more. Gu Yao was weak and not suitable for drinking alcohol. At banquets, the palace servants would serve tea instead of wine. If it weren't for trying to get information out of him today, he wouldn't have let Gu Yao drink alcohol.

Although this osmanthus wine is not considered strong, it can only be classified as a sweet fruit wine.

Xi Yue sighed, looked at Gu Yao's blank expression, and changed the subject.

"Why would Le'an befriend me when I was down on my luck? It couldn't have been because we hit it off immediately, could it?"

Gu Yao pursed his lips and looked at Xi Yue. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and smiled brightly, "Because Cheng Duan looks a lot like an old friend of mine."

After saying that, Gu Yao turned his head in a daze, slumped onto the table, and seemed to have fallen asleep due to the effects of the alcohol.

Yet his eyes were clear, showing no trace of drunkenness.

See? Even when I'm drunk, I remember not to bring up your sad memories. Aren't you touched?

Xi Yue's gentle smile was instantly shattered by Gu Yao's words.

That heart, which had been hanging high and filled with anxiety, was shattered cruelly at this moment.

It felt like my heart had been pierced through.

A gentle breeze carries the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms, a scene that should be a romantic one under the moon and amidst the flowers.

Xi Yue felt only cold hands and feet.

The evening breeze in the Imperial Garden is really cold...

This autumn wind, though only in August, is even more powerful than the harsh winter wind.

Otherwise, why would he be so cold?

Oh, so it turns out there was a leak in your heart.

They met on New Year's Eve, became acquainted in their despair, and became close friends, only to discover that he was just a substitute!

A double for someone whose name is unknown...

Very good!

Gu Yao, you are really wonderful!

Xi Yue couldn't help but clench her clothes at her chest, feeling waves of pain coming from her vibrating heart.

It felt like all the air had been sucked out, and I felt suffocated.

He thought that besides the young master, there would finally be someone else who would do anything for him.

Not for any other reason than to attack this person.

He genuinely believed several times that Gu Yao was this person.

Turns out he was wrong.

You were completely wrong!

Gu Yao would indeed give everything for someone, but that person is not him.

It turns out that all the good things he received were simply because he benefited from someone else's success.

Today I've finally come to a complete understanding!

An unspeakable bitterness, intertwined with jealousy and anger, fiercely burned Xi Yue's heart, bringing forth an indescribable pain.

Staring at Gu Yao's sleeping face, Xi Yue felt that this jade-like face that had once captivated him was now so repulsive.

It was at this moment that Xi Yue finally made up his mind.

His gaze toward Gu Yao gradually revealed a morbid madness, yet a smile lingered on his face, as if he were thinking of something wonderful and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mu Chun heard Xi Yue's low laughter from not far away, tinged with an unspeakable bitterness and loneliness, which made people's hearts ache.

He didn't know what had happened between the two of them. They had always been drinking together under the moon, full of laughter and joy. How could things have turned out like this now?

Did Lord Gu displease His Majesty?

Mu Chun had watched the two of them grow up together. He didn't think Gu Yao was anything special, especially since he was a man.

But Lord Gu's affection for His Majesty is truly evident in every word and deed.

Not to mention risking his life to save His Majesty last time, he remembers His Majesty's preferences even better than he, His Majesty's personal servant.

During the period when he was vying for power with the Second Prince, the two could not meet in private, and Lord Gu always sent two letters each time.

One letter for His Majesty, and one letter for him.

The letter to him was nothing more than instructing him to provide His Majesty with seasonal tonics, to add clothing when it gets cold, and not to overwork himself—trivial matters.

However, Gu Yao, who was already very busy, was able to remember all these trivial matters. Time reveals true character, and it was through these letters that he changed his mind and began to feel that this was not so bad after all.

What merit does he possess to deserve such respect from Lord Gu? He's merely benefiting from His Majesty's influence.

Because I like it, I love everything about it.

His Majesty also likes Lord Gu. Just this time, the meeting place was set at the Osmanthus Pavilion, and the wine was chosen to be osmanthus wine. Isn't that because Lord Gu likes osmanthus?

The pavilion is surrounded by osmanthus trees, hence its name.

Osmanthus pavilion under the osmanthus tree, osmanthus wine in the osmanthus pavilion.

The sweet, non-intoxicating osmanthus wine was not Xi Yue's favorite; he always preferred strong, mellow liquor. This osmanthus wine, however, was Gu Yao's favorite.

Mu Chun couldn't understand why, even though the two of them were in sync, they kept their feelings hidden behind that thin veil.

He was getting anxious watching it.

I don't know what happened to him now.

Since Xi Yue hadn't called anyone, Mu Chun didn't dare to make any decisions on his own and could only pace back and forth in place.

Lord Gu is in poor health, so Mu Chun can only pray that His Majesty will not do anything he will regret.

There will never be another Prime Minister Gu, not even in heaven or on earth.

After an unknown amount of time, the pavilion fell silent. Xi Yue summoned Mu Chun, who lowered his head and quickly walked into the pavilion.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Xi Yue's voice was devoid of emotion, but his face was exceptionally cold, and his eyes were filled with icy coldness. "Mu Chun, have someone send Prime Minister Gu back to the Prime Minister's residence."

Mu Chun was surprised. He thought the two of them would finally confess their feelings today, so he had the palace cleaned up in preparation for Gu Yao to stay overnight.

But now, His Majesty actually wants me to send Prime Minister Gu back to his residence?!

What exactly happened between the two of them?

Seeing Xi Yue's somber expression, Mu Chun dared not say anything more and could only instruct two eunuchs to carry away Gu Yao, who had already passed out drunk on the table.

After their conversation on Mid-Autumn Festival, Xi Yue held court as usual the next day, as if nothing had happened, and continued to show favor to the two sons of the Gu family.

Only Gu Yao knew that this was all just a facade.

There is now a deep rift between Xi Yue and him.

He wanted to ask Xi Yue if he had said something wrong during their Mid-Autumn Festival conversation.

He got drunk and made a mistake; when he woke up the next day, he remembered nothing.

However, in private, Xi Yue never summoned Gu Yao again.

The two of them no longer shared the tacit trust they once had, the trust that allowed them to entrust their backs to each other.

Gu Yao's fourth birthday after returning to the capital arrived as scheduled, but Xi Yue still did not attend.

The first time was to avoid suspicion with the newly appointed top scholar; the second time was when they were thousands of miles apart, traveling south for disaster relief; and the third time was when the grain depot system was implemented last year, neither of them had time.

So why did His Majesty not come this year?

Gu Yao looked at the birthday gift he had just received from Mu Chun.

It is a jade Buddha.

It has a smooth and warm texture, which indicates that it is a high-quality product. It also feels very heavy in your hand.

It is very substantial and valuable.

It's beautiful, but it doesn't feel like it was made with care; it feels like a perfunctory, procedural effort.

Gu Yao's eyes were filled with melancholy. He recalled the sachet he received when he came of age. Although it was not as valuable as other congratulatory gifts, it was a truly thoughtful present.

He even wore that sachet today.

But now, is all that's left between them—just perfunctory politeness?

They used to be of one mind.

Even though we are thousands of miles apart, we feel close to each other through the silk scroll.

Looking at Gu Yao's pale face, Mu Chun asked with some concern, "Lord Gu, are you alright?"

Gu Yao suppressed the soreness in his throat, concealed his disappointment, and forced a smile.

A forced smile is terribly unsightly and makes people feel uncomfortable.

Mu Chun wanted to tell him, "If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh."

He had no idea what was wrong with His Majesty. In previous years, he had personally prepared Gu Yao's birthday gifts. This year, the two of them were finally able to get together, but Xi Yue didn't come. He just picked out a valuable item from the private treasury and asked him to send it over.

Not impolite, but unintentional.

He knew something must have happened between the two of them, but as an outsider, he didn't know the details and didn't know how to advise them.

It hasn't been easy for the two of them to get to where they are now, and he only hopes that they can be well.

With a sigh, Mu Chun offered words of comfort, "Lord Gu, His Majesty also wishes to attend in person, but he is simply too busy with state affairs."

Mu Chun himself didn't believe this reason, and wanted to say a few more words to salvage the situation, but when he caught sight of Gu Yao's increasingly pale face, he dared not speak anymore.

Gu Yao pursed his lips. In his sleeve was the thing he had originally intended to give to Xi Yue personally. He clenched the brocade box, thought for a moment, and then decided to give it to Mu Chun.

"Chief Steward Mu, this must be delivered to His Majesty personally."

Mu Chun took the brocade box, feeling as if it weighed a ton. He nodded solemnly and put the box into his sleeve.

"Rest assured, my lord, I will personally deliver this to His Majesty."

Gu Yao nodded and turned to enter the hall to greet the guests.

His steps were so slow as he carried the jade Buddha, as if the jade Buddha weighed a thousand pounds in his hands.

That silhouette was proud and lonely.

Mu Chun sighed, turned and left, clutching the brocade box in his hand, hoping that this thing would make His Majesty change his mind.

Don't let Lord Gu's sincere heart go to waste.