Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

: "Father, don't worry, it's fine. Mother said that the Sixth Young Master of the City Lord's Mansion has died suddenly. The Ye Chenluo who came back from repairing the book is just Ye Chenluo."

Hearing Miss Ye Er's words, the city lord Zheng Fulang breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to caress his heart: "That's good, that's good! My third son is going to be the wife of the fourth emperor, can't Let that bastard come back and make trouble!"

There was a mean smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't compete with Ye Chenluo's father back then, and he just got rid of him with a little trick.

His son can't beat his own child either!

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When I received the news from Yunlu City, it was already half a month later. That Young Master Ye has become the husband of the Fourth Emperor.

"Mother... Mother really said that?!" Ye Chenluo looked in disbelief at the woman in black with a delicate face standing in front of him.

"Yes." The woman's voice was cold, and after answering one word, she stopped talking.

Ye Chenluo has changed from disbelief to fascination.

Just now the woman in black called Po said that what his mother meant was that Ye Chenluo, the sixth young master of Yunlu City's Lord's Mansion, had died violently, and the current Ye Chenluo was just Ye Chenluo...

So, mother doesn't want him anymore?

"Xiao Luo, don't be too sad. How about...you go back to Yunlu City yourself?" Ling Wuxi patted Ye Chenluo's head and asked tentatively.

For such a result, Ling Wuwen had already expected it.

City Lord Ye is such a face-saving person, can she allow her son who doesn't know whether she is innocent or not to return to Yunlu City?

What's more, her legitimate son has already replaced Ye Chenluo, the concubine son, to marry the fourth imperial daughter.

On this point, it is absolutely impossible for City Lord Ye to let Ye Chenluo go back! Not to mention recognizing him!

That's why she was so reassuring and bold to let someone inform City Lord Ye, and sent a letter back to Ye Chenluo.

Shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile, no matter how stupid Ye Chenluo is, it is impossible for him not to know what his mother means.

"No need, from now on, Ye Chenluo will be just Ye Chenluo, not the Sixth Young Master of the Lord's Mansion of Yunlu City any more." The words were said very easily, but as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chenluo's eyes turned red. A layer of mist suddenly appeared in the eyes, blurring the vision.

That was his mother!

Before that, he waited happily for her to send someone to pick him up. But what they waited for was not even a single letter!

If it wasn't for the people from Ling Wuxi who brought back the news, his letters would only get a result of nothing.

A tear fell from the corner of my eye, and I couldn't tell whether it tasted sour or bitter.

Ling Wuxi stood up from the chair, walked to his side, and gently held him in her arms. Ye Chenluo rested her head on Ling Wu's heart, slowly raised her hands, hugging her waist.

"Sister Xiaowu, from now on, I will only have you..." A sentence full of dependence came out of Ye Chenluo's mouth.

Ling Wuting hummed, besides feeling sorry for Ye Chenluo, she was more secretly glad.

Now the favorability has reached 90 points, if there are no accidents, it will rise steadily all the way!

Of course, no one knows whether there is an accident or not——

Ever since the news came from Yunlu City, Ye Chenluo never mentioned anything about his family, including the Fourth Emperor's daughter Liang Yixuan.

Every day, apart from staying by Ling Wu's side, he just stays obediently in the room.

Time flies by in a steady and steady stroke - the midsummer is gone, and the golden autumn is ushering in.

Just when Ling Wuyi was about to fulfill his promise and take Ye Chenluo to leave the capital for a trip, Tao Xiaoshang came back.

Ling Wuyi was not at all surprised that the heroine came back early.

But you ran to the 'Crimson Moon Pavilion' as soon as you came back, what does that mean? !

The four eyes meet, the eyes are intertwined, and finally Tao Xiaoshang is defeated: "Hehehe~ Boss Ling, I haven't seen you for half a year, do you miss me?!"

Ling Wuxi lowered her eyelids, took a sip of tea from the teacup beside her, and then said two words lightly: "No."

The originally smiling face suddenly collapsed, and Tao Xiaoshang curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "It's a pity that I came to see you as soon as I came back! I have no conscience..."

"You're here to see your dividends, right?" Ling Wuxi gave her a sideways look, and exposed her very bluntly.

Tao Xiaoshang opened his mouth, unable to refute, he grinned and laughed a few times.

After a while, the male servant Yu'er came in with a somewhat thick envelope, and handed it to Tao Xiaoshang.

"The dividends that should be given to you in the past few months." Ling Wuxi said.

Hearing that it was a dividend, Tao Xiaoshang couldn't wait to open the envelope, took out the bank notes inside and counted them, then walked to Ling Wuyi's side and bumped her with his shoulder: "Boss Ling is Boss Ling! Be creditable! A very trustworthy partner!"

Ling Wuyue clicked her tongue and avoided Tao Xiaoshang. Tao Xiaoshang didn't mind if she rushed to nothing, she was satisfied when she got the silver ticket.

"In the past few months when I'm not here, is the Feiyue Hall okay? Why haven't I seen Boss Ling for a few months, and Boss Ling is more beautiful?"

"The Crimson Moon Pavilion is very good, I have always been so beautiful. If Miss Tao is okay, you can leave. Remember to come to the Crimson Moon Pavilion tomorrow afternoon to rehearse the new play."

Originally, there was still a lot of things I wanted to say, but I was blocked by Ling Wu, and I couldn't say any more.

Swallowing saliva, tooting his lips, he left the 'Crimson Moon Pavilion' with the bank ticket.

In fact, Ling Wuwen wanted to ask Tao Xiaoshang why he came back so early. But she can't be too enthusiastic or too curious, can she? This is so wrong! Anyway, what happened to Tao Xiaoshang and her male protagonists was none of her business.

He raised his hand and pressed his temple. In the study, Uncle Fu came in at some point. Seeing Ling Wuyi pressing her temples, she raised her hand to rub her.

Ling Wuxi lowered her hands and closed her eyes slightly. Uncle Fu's movements are gentle and powerful, and the massage is very comfortable.

"Master, do you want to leave the capital to play?"

"Go, why not! Uncle Fu, Feiyue Pavilion, I will trouble you first."

"What is the master talking about! This is what Uncle Fu should do. The master has not traveled around for several years, and it is not bad to go for a walk. But the master really only takes Ye Gongzi and You Yan, Is it really good?"

Ling Wuxi nodded: "It's enough to take the two of them with you, and you won't encounter any danger. Even if there is real danger, Youyan and I are enough to deal with it. Uncle Fu, don't worry."

Uncle Fu thought of Ling Wuwen's skill, and felt a little worried. So he smiled and nodded: "Well, good."