Quick Wear: The Gold Digger Was Influenced by Love Brain

Liu Weiyue fell ill a few days after returning to the capital. She vomited everything she ate and became increasingly thinner.

Xiaoyu was so worried that she cried all day.

"Miss, what happened to you?"

"Please eat a little. If you continue like this, how will your body survive?"

Liu Weiyue leaned against the bedside, looking at the porridge in the bowl, her eyebrows could not help but frowned, and she quickly turned her head away, covering her aching heart, and said weakly, "Take it away, I can't eat it."

The imperial physician came again, and after taking Liu Weiyue's pulse, he still could not find the cause of the illness.

Seeing that she was absent-minded and looked sad these past few days, I had a bold guess in my heart.

Mo Huaiche stood outside the door waiting.

He knew that Liu Weiyue didn't want to see him. Her illness was getting worse, so he naturally didn't dare to go in and provoke her.

"how?"

The doctor shook his head, looked at him cautiously for a few times, then closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said truthfully, "Miss Liu's symptoms seem to be a bit like lovesickness..."

Mo Huaiche's expression suddenly changed.

"What did you say?"

The imperial physician fell to his knees with a thud.

"Your Majesty, I dare not lie to you, and I am also afraid of delaying the treatment of the Imperial Concubine, so I have spoken out my guess. Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"

Mo Huaiche stood there, looking at the closed door with an unfathomable expression, a trace of pain in his eyes.

lovesickness?

It goes without saying who is being thought of.

He went to the study and summoned the imperial physicians and folk masters who had been treating Liu Weiyue in the past few days.

"What disease does she have?"

"If you speak frankly, I won't blame you."

After he said this, the other doctors who had the same guess as the imperial physician dared to speak.

The conclusions they reached were basically the same.

Mo Huaiche's expression became more and more ugly, as if a storm was about to come.

After a long moment, he waved his hand.

"Go down."

He was the only one left in the study.

He picked up the three small clay figurines on the desk and rubbed his fingers on the female clay figurine in a maroon skirt.

"Yue'er..."

"How could you forget me? How could you like someone else?"

"I won't allow it!"

"You can only be mine!"

The next day, after the morning court session.

"Your Highness, the Emperor is currently attending to official business. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you. Please come back later."

Mo Ruyi said with a cold face, "How long will he hide from me?"

"I know he brought my mother back to the capital, why didn't he let me go see her?"

Liu De was speechless when asked.

"Your Highness, please wait..."

A deep male voice came from inside the house.

"Let him in."

Mo Ruyi walked in quickly on his short legs and bowed politely.

"Father."

Mo Huaiche waved to him.

"Come to me."

Mo Ruyi walked over.

Mo Huaiche raised his hand and touched his head. Looking at his face that resembled his mother, the tenderness and fondness in his eyes were even stronger.

"I haven't tested your homework these days. Have you been lazy?"

Mo Ruyi shook his head.

"I love reading and never slack off."

Mo Huaiche then randomly checked his homework over the past few days and tested his knowledge, and was very satisfied afterwards.

"As expected of the child of me and Yue'er, he has been very smart since he was young."

"If I were born in an ordinary family, I might have been able to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar."

Even though Mo Ruyi had never easily shown his emotions on his face since he was a child, his ears turned red at his father's self-praising words, and he looked even more adorable.

A trace of melancholy flashed across Mo Huaiche's eyes.

"Unfortunately, no matter how smart you are, your mother won't like you."

Mo Ruyi was stunned for a moment. She felt embarrassed by the compliment just now, and now she was angry by this turn of events.

"My mother said that she loves me the most!"

It's obvious that he just doesn't like his father, and his father said that because he is jealous of him!

Mo Huaiche sighed.

"That's all."

"Since you want to see your mother so much, I will take you to see her."

"If she doesn't want to see you, don't cry."

After all, Liu Weiyue doesn’t remember anything now, and even wishes that the things in the lost memory had never happened.

She did not acknowledge the past, did not acknowledge that he was once her husband, and was unwilling to admit that they had a child.

Mo Huaiche is now extremely grateful that they have a child, otherwise, wouldn't he be the only one who still remembers their past?

The child is proof that they were once together.

After seeing Fu'er, maybe she would change her mind and come back to him.

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Liu Weiyue was silent for a long time when she heard that Mo Ruyi wanted to see her.

She naturally remembered Xiaoyu's words and knew that this person was her son.

only……

Knowing is one thing, and being about to see is another.

She didn't remember anything and hadn't figured out how to face this son who suddenly appeared.

But what is coming will eventually come.

Although she didn't remember anything, the child was indeed her son, and she couldn't be so irresponsible to a child.

If he knew that his mother didn't want to see him, he would probably be sad.

Liu Weiyue controlled her emotions and said to Xiaoyu, "Let him in."

Xiaoyu said, "Okay."

She opened the door.

The next moment, a small figure rushed to the bedside and hugged Liu Weiyue who was sitting on the head of the bed.

"Mother!"

"Fuer missed you so much, I thought I would never see you again in this life!"

Liu Weiyue noticed that his small body was trembling and the front of his shirt was wet.

An indescribable feeling of bitterness and pity welled up in my heart.

Although she didn't remember him, her body instinctively loved him.

At this moment, all her worries disappeared.

This really is her son.

She reached out and gently patted the child's back, saying softly, "Don't cry, Fu'er. Isn't your mother back?"

Mo Ruyi stepped back from her embrace, raised her little face and asked cautiously, "Mother, do you still want to have my son back?"

Liu Weiyue felt a pain in her heart and said with a smile, "You are my son, how could I not want you?"

Mo Ruyi asked again, "Then do you still love Fu'er?"

Liu Weiyue nodded.

"Love."

Mo Ruyi was satisfied and asked, "Mother, are you sick?"

"Why does the house smell like medicine?"

"Your face is so pale, what happened?"

"Did Father bully you again?"

Mo Huaiche, who was eavesdropping outside the house and was inexplicably being badmouthed by his own son, said, "..."

Brat!

Yue'er forgot about him and avoided him like the plague, never saying a word to him. However, she loved Fu'er as always. Even though she didn't remember Fu'er, she still loved her child.

Mo Huaiche breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she still wanted Fu'er and would not abandon both him and his son.

At the same time, a feeling of jealousy rose in my heart.

Fu'er was lucky, as he was loved by her no matter what.

She just didn't want him anymore.

Mo Huaiche thought he was used to it.

However, at this moment, his heart still hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

After standing at the door for a while, Mo Huaiche pushed it open and walked in.

The moment he entered, you could hear a pin drop in the room.