Quick Wear: The Gold Digger Was Influenced by Love Brain

Gu Jinwen asked, "What are the last two requirements?"

Liu Weiyue smiled.

"I had originally thought about it, but after hearing your answer to my first request, I feel that the next two requests are no longer important."

Gu Jinwen was a little nervous.

"Are you still willing to marry me now?"

Liu Weiyue nodded and said delicately, "I do."

Xiaoyu covered her mouth and laughed, then tactfully left the room. She also considerately closed the gate for them and stood guard outside.

Gu Jinwen and Liu Weiyue just stared at each other, their bodies gradually moving closer.

As the sun sets, the shadows of two people hugging each other are cast on the ground, as beautiful as a painting.

-

Imperial Palace, Yangxin Hall.

A man in black knelt on the ground and reported in detail what he had listened to while lying on the tree all day.

On the steps, a man in dark blue casual clothes listened with an unfathomable expression.

I don’t know what I heard, but my fingers suddenly tightened.

After a long pause, he murmured in a low voice, "He is good at sweet talk."

Outside the door, a figure who had been hiding and eavesdropping for who knows how long came out.

"Father, you are jealous."

Mo Huaiche was not at all surprised by his arrival and waved to him.

"come over."

Mo Ruyi walked over obediently and did not forget to continue finishing off the enemy.

"If father could be as good at sweet-talking as that man, mother would not have left you."

Mo Huaiche pinched his fair face.

"Are you blaming me for not keeping your mother?"

Mo Ruyi hesitated for a moment and sighed.

"That's all."

"Mother likes Mr. Gu so much now. She will definitely be very happy with him."

only……

He lowered his eyes and asked somewhat disappointedly, "Father, after mother married Mr. Gu and gave birth to a brother and sister, will she still like Fu'er?"

Mo Huaiche felt a sharp pain in his heart again.

I even had the despicable thought that Yue'er would never be able to have children again and that she would only have Fu'er as a child in this life.

He has already investigated Gu Jinwen's family background. Gu Jinwen's parents and brothers died in that flood. He is the only bloodline of the Gu family.

If Gu Jinwen knew that Yue'er could no longer have children, would he really do as he said and stay with Yue'er all his life and not continue the Gu family's bloodline?

This seemed to be his last chance to stop Yue'er from being with another man.

but……

She will be sad.

Mo Ruyi suddenly raised her little hand and touched Mo Huaiche's hair, her eyes full of worry.

"Father, why do you suddenly have white hair?"

These white hairs seemed to have grown suddenly, they were not there yesterday.

Mo Huaiche was slightly stunned.

"Gray hair?"

He is only in his twenties, how could he have white hair?

Yue'er once liked his face so much, how could he grow old?

Mo Huaiche had never cared so much about his face before, but at this moment he suddenly became nervous.

He was very concerned and asked someone to find a mirror.

When he saw the extra white hair on his temples, he became like an angry lion. He smashed the mirror and walked around the hall.

"Come here, send the imperial doctor!"

-

Gu Jinwen was the first in the second class of the palace examination. After taking the imperial examination, he was originally scheduled to stay in Beijing to report on his work, but he took the initiative to request to be assigned to a local position.

After seeing the list of demotions prepared by the Ministry of Personnel, Mo Huaiche immediately understood Gu Jinwen's intention.

Other officials would like to serve the emperor for the rest of their lives, but he would like to be as far away from the emperor as possible.

Mo Huaiche threw the list away in anger and said angrily, "He can't take Yue'er away!"

But after a moment, he calmed down again.

"Liu De, pick up the list."

Liu De immediately picked up the list on the ground, brushed off the non-existent dust, and handed it over.

Mo Huaiche got the list, held up the brush, and couldn't write a single word for a long time.

He put the brush aside for the moment and said, "Go replace Yingyi and have him come back."

About an incense stick of time later, a man in black knelt in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Mo Huaiche asked, "What happened today?"

Yingyi reported everything Liu Weiyue did and said today.

"The wedding date for the imperial concubine and Mr. Gu has been set. It will be on March 15th of next year."

There seemed to be more white hair on Mo Huaiche's temples.

"She is no longer a concubine."

Ying responded in a serious tone.

"Miss Liu and Mr. Gu's wedding date is set for March 15th next year."

Mo Huaiche stared at him with his dark eyes.

"Did I ask you to repeat it?"

Ying admitted his mistake with a stern face.

"I admit my crime, please punish me, Master."

Mo Huaiche was in no mood to argue with him and stared blankly at the list of visitors on the table.

"She doesn't like the capital so much. If I force her to stay, she will probably resent me even more, right?"

His question was destined to have no one answer.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Huaiche finally took action and agreed to Gu Jinwen's request to send him abroad. He did not deliberately make things difficult for him by sending him to a remote, poor and difficult place. Instead, he chose a rich place for him to gain experience.

Not only that, he was also entrusted with important tasks, and he was appointed as the prefect of Yizhou just after entering the court. His starting point was so high that it made people jealous.

Mo Huaiche did this to let Gu Jinwen know that he was from Liu Weiyue's family, and that the honor Gu Jinwen had received now was due to Liu Weiyue.

Whenever Liu Weiyue suffered any injustice, Mo Huaiche would immediately snatch Liu Weiyue back.

After doing all this, Mo Huaiche seemed to have lost all his energy.

He fell into a spacious chair, supported his forehead with one hand, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the dream, under the pear tree that year, Liu Weiyue was wearing a crescent-shaped white dress and turned around to give him a gentle smile.

She raised her hand and touched the pear blossoms on her head with a sweet smile.

“The pear blossoms are so beautiful.”

"Unfortunately, the flowers only bloom for ten to twenty days, so we can't see them all the time."

Mo Huaiche said, "Although the flowering period is short, you can see it every year."

Liu Weiyue's voice seemed a little ethereal, getting farther and farther away, making it difficult to catch.

"I hope that every year I can have this day, every year I can have a branch of pear blossoms on my head."

A tear slid down from the corner of Mo Huaiche's eye and sank into the white hair at his temples.

In the end, he couldn't bear to make her sad anymore, so he chose to set her free.

"There's no need to send anyone to follow her from now on."

He didn't open his eyes and his voice was not loud.

However, Yingyi, who had been kneeling there waiting for instructions, still heard it.

"Yes."

After a moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

-

Gu Jinwen was originally worried that the emperor could not let go of Liu Weiyue and would do something about his appointment.

He waited anxiously for several days until the notice of appointment from the court came.

When he learned that he was appointed as the prefect of Yizhou, he immediately understood the emperor's intention.

This is a good thing.

But he couldn't be happy.

Xiaoyu's words once again rang in his ears.

"The lady has lost her memory!"

"She just doesn't remember the emperor, and doesn't remember what happened between her and the emperor, so she fell in love with you for no reason!"

"My lady liked the emperor so much before. Do you think she will still like you after she recovers her memory?"

He once thought that the friendship between the imperial concubine and the emperor was not that deep.

But now, as the emperor of a country, he is willing to do this for a woman, which shows how deeply he loves her.

The feelings are mutual.

If Liu Weiyue had not lost her memory, how much love would she have for the emperor?

If she were to marry me without any clear reason, and one day in the future she regained her memory, how would she cope with herself, and how would I cope with myself?

Is it taking advantage of someone's misfortune to possess her when she has lost her memory?