FORTY ONE
Meng Huan: “Uh.”
An invisible embarrassment permeated the place.
But Meng Huan had already said he would help him, so he gritted his teeth and said, “Okay, I’ll go get the chamber pot.”
Lin Bozhou stood there, his shoulders seemed to be covered with moonlight, and his leaked emotions were cold.
Meng Huan took it, familiarized himself with it, and looked at Lin Bozhou: “Then I’ll give it to you?”
Lin Bozhou didn’t say anything. Meng Huan took it as his consent and tried to untie his straps. But his wrist was tightly grasped, and the slender fingers rubbed against his fair skin with such force that several red marks were left.
“hiss……”
Meng Huan cried out in pain and looked up. Lin Bozhou’s narrow eyes were tightly closed under the gauze. His breath was hot, containing something painful, repressed, and humiliating.
He seemed extremely ashamed and angry, but he was enduring it.
Meng Huan was stunned.
Chamber pots are usually used by older men in the north in winter. When they are old and have urgent needs at night, they don’t want to get off the kang in winter, so they use chamber pots and put things in them to relieve themselves. Lin Bozhou is still young and didn’t need one, but because of these eyes…
Meng Huan looked at the chamber pot in his hand and said comfortingly, “Your Majesty, use it. You can go to sleep after you are done.”
He raised his voice slightly, softly, as if coaxing him.
Lin Bozhou loosened his grip on his wrist a little, and Meng Huan knew that he would no longer resist, so he unbuttoned his pants.
I was clearly mentally prepared when I saw something.
“…”
Lin Bozhou’s breathing became heavy.
This heavy thing was totally inconsistent with the clean and elegant clothes Lin Bozhou usually wore. Only Meng Huan had seen and touched it. He lowered his head and felt a stiff numbness rising in his arm. His white palm was so hot that he finally slowly moved it to the mouth of the chamber pot.
In this way, Lin Bozhou can go to the toilet very conveniently.
Silence.
For a long while, there was no sound.
The wait was too long, and Meng Huan’s wrist was sore. He tried his best to act nonchalant: “Your Highness, go ahead and pee. Don’t be embarrassed.”
“…”
He also prepared himself mentally. A couple, it takes ten years to be able to ride the same boat together, and a hundred years to be able to sleep on the same pillow together. They were a couple arranged by three matchmakers and six betrothals, and they were even a couple that he had made by bending time and space and traveling through a book. Don’t worry, don’t worry…
Meng Huan was lost in thought when a shadow fell before his eyes. It was so heavy that it forced him to take a few steps back before he could barely support Lin Bozhou’s shoulders.
Lin Bozhou leaned over his ear and neck, his breath was hot, and his big hand covered the back of his head. The white gauze around his eyes rubbed against his earlobe, bringing a burst of burning sensation, accompanied by a slight pain as the man bit behind his ear.
“……?”
Um?
Didn’t I tell you to pee?
Why bite people? ! !
Just as Meng Huan was about to turn his head to dodge, he was suddenly grabbed by a strong force on the back of his head, pressing him into his arms, and he let out an unexpected “Hmm…”
The pressure from the man’s palm was so heavy that it was irresistible, like clamping down on a prey that he had finally caught, almost crushing his bones. At the same time, the biting sensation on the back of his neck was getting worse… When Meng Huan was dizzy and breathless, he heard a sound from the chamber pot.
The tone of the voice gradually changed, and became Lin Bozhou’s suppressed, heavy, low moans beside his ear.
Finish.
Meng Huan put down what he was holding and looked up at him.
There was a thin layer of sweat on Lin Bozhou’s eyelashes, as if he had just fought against some psychological burden.
…For him, what he is releasing is probably also the psychological burden.
Meng Huan thought, fortunately he had solved it, so she should forgive him for hugging her so hard just now.
After cleaning up, Meng Huan led him to lie down on the bed: “Prince, it’s time to sleep. If you need anything else, you can call me.”
He was afraid that Lin Bozhou would be stubborn, so he reached out and gently touched the back of his red hand: “Otherwise, if you knock over the candlestick, it will be bad if you burn your hand.”
“…”
Her fingertips were soft, lightly touching the back of his red hand.
The touch was very light, as if he had accidentally pressed his hand when he sat down just now.
Lin Bozhou was stunned, with his eyes downcast, and still said nothing.
The hall was silent. Meng Huan turned his back and crawled to the other side of the quilt, leaving an empty space for Lin Bozhou, and lay down: “Sleep, sleep!”
Lin Bozhou lay on the bed, and when he moved his hand slightly, he touched Meng Huan’s hanging hand, which was slender, long, and even, and much smaller than his…
The scene of supporting him just now came back to my mind. Because I couldn’t see, the delicate touch was clearer.
Lin Bozhou’s fingers trembled slightly.
He hadn’t spoken a word, and Meng Huan thought that he was still in a gloomy mood and would probably continue to turn his back to him, so he decided to maintain the same situation and sleep alone.
Unexpectedly, the figure bent down slightly, as if looking for something.
“…Prince?”
As soon as Meng Huan finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by his arms.
Lin Bozhou covered his whole body with his face, leaned forward, and pressed his slightly cool lips to the back of his neck that had just been bitten. He moved closer and licked the red bite mark with the tip of his tongue like a wild animal licking a wound.
It was wet and hot, and I kept licking it.
Meng Huan was stunned for a moment. He felt a little itchy and painful when he licked her. He tilted his head and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Lin Bozhou didn’t say anything, and after licking he changed to kissing.
The night is a little lonely, accompanied by slight movements.
Lin Bozhou’s kiss was slow and long.
“…”
Meng Huan loosened his clenched fingers.
He seemed to sense—
Lin Bozhou is saying sorry –
Finally I felt the atmosphere was improving.
Lin Bozhou lay on the pillow, breathing silently, his emotions immersed in the gloom after blindness, but his body showed that he was no longer so aggressive.
Without saying a word, the surroundings were too quiet. Meng Huan patted the quilt and asked as if looking for a topic: “Prince, can you not return to the court during this period of time?”
The last time Lin Bozhou’s eye disease only caused him to be afraid of light and have blurred vision, but he was not blind. He could only stay at home and could not do anything. This time it seems to be more serious.
Lin Bozhou hummed with a sigh.
Meng Huan showed a relaxed expression: “That’s good.”
A brief silence.
Lin Bozhou repeated with a hoarse voice: “Okay?”
The last time Lin Bozhou was at home, all the ministries and temples of the court were waiting for his instructions and approval. Even though the majority of the bureaucratic systems were very mature, they still caused some stagnation and trouble.
Lin Bozhou burst out laughing. What’s good about it?
Fortunately, I have become a useless person?
Meng Huan’s voice was clear and crisp beside my ear: “This way you can have a good rest for a while.”
After saying that, Meng Huan seemed to realize that the previous sentence was inappropriate, and quickly turned his head: “…I didn’t mean that your blindness is a good thing!”
He turned his head quickly, and the fragrant hair brushed against his nose, and the light breath he exhaled also brushed up against him.
“…”
Lin Bozhou closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. He couldn’t explain the feeling of being drowned in the deep sea, being oppressed and anxious over and over again.
He understood Huanhuan’s good intentions, but he couldn’t stop feeling anxious.
The imperial inspection is imminent, which is a good time for party struggles. Although the time is in February or March tomorrow, they will start to attack and accuse each other this summer. The impeachment of him by Meng Xueming and Deputy Minister Zhou has opened the prelude. Now the court is watching him covetously, and everyone wants him dead.
And in the midst of this fierce party struggle, another major group was in decline.
Powerful enemies surround the country, the treasury is empty, the emperor is young and weak, and corpses are everywhere. There are few people in the government who speak up for the people, but many beggars are competing with each other, currying favor with the upper and lower classes, and chasing after wealth and fame. The officials’ minds are all on party struggles, profits, and bringing down others so that they can grab more benefits.
The trouble caused by factions has been getting worse and worse since the day Lin Luan was deposed as the crown prince, and has become out of control.
Lin Bozhou only hopes that he can have more time and energy to get the company back on track.
But his eye disease seemed to be constantly reminding him that he wanted to conquer nature, but nature always had the upper hand over him.
Lin Bozhou’s restlessness and depression inexplicably disappeared when Meng Huan’s warm fingertips touched him.
Meng Huan’s breath was also close: “Prince, I am really sleepy. If you want to do anything in the middle of the night, call me and I will wake up immediately.”
He touched his hand: “Don’t get up by yourself, so as not to burn yourself again, okay?”
The softness of his voice collided with the sharpness in Lin Bozhou’s thoughts. There was no fierce rebound, only tender acceptance, filling his dry and thirsty place.
“…”
Lin Bozhou slowly loosened his fingers.
Meng Huan said: “If you need to pee again, call me. It went very smoothly just now, which proves that it’s easy to adapt.”
“…”
From what he said…he was like a useless person who couldn’t even take care of himself.
Lin Bozhou pursed his lips lightly.
But in his mind, he began to recall the scene of Meng Huan’s small hand supporting him. Although he couldn’t see it, he could feel it.
Meng Huan was so soft and gentle, and tolerated all his hostility, but Meng Huan was so clean, there was no danger to him at all, only the clarity that made people yearn for.
Lin Bozhou really can… All my annoyance is calmed down, and I just want to listen to him, be obedient, and adapt to the touch of his palm.
I just want to be with him.
During this sleep, the people in the hall slept very peacefully, but the people outside the hall did not sleep peacefully.
Without Lin Bozhou’s permission, they didn’t dare to enter the bedroom, but they were afraid that something might happen to Lin Bozhou, so they squatted at the foot of the wall and listened desperately for any noise inside.
When the eunuchs heard the “bang!” sound of the lamp falling to the ground, they went crazy, thinking it had started, it had started, the prince had started to lose his temper, the prince could no longer suppress his rage and was looking for something to vent it!
In this palace, apart from the items, the only living person who can withstand his anger is the princess, Meng Huan.
The eunuch dared not close his eyes all night and chanted Amitabha for the princess.
Lin Bozhou never beat his servants, he usually killed them directly.
I wonder if the prince beats his wife…
When it was daybreak, they crawled in through the door with green eyes, first looked around the house to see if there were any signs of broken things or blood splattered on the spot, then raised their heads after stumbling and said, “Your Highness——”
The voice paused.
Lin Bozhou stood tall and straight beside the bed, his eyes covered by white gauze. He had his back to the entrance of the hall, and his clothes were loose, completely covering the young man in front of him.
Meng Huan seemed to have stuffed something under his clothes, and said anxiously, “Prince, why haven’t you come out yet?”
Lin Bozhou said calmly: “Early morning, man, symptoms.”
Meng Huan said anxiously: “But… my hands are sore qwq.”
Lin Bozhou reached out and gently hugged his waist.
“Okay, right away.”
“…………”
FORTY TWO
The eunuchs were extremely confused and looked at each other.
Then, he saw the young man who was hidden by Lin Bozhou’s figure poking his head out. When he saw them, he burst into a cry: “Ah——”
Lin Bozhou turned his head and replied with two words.
“go out.”
The eunuch left in a hurry, and only after he left did he realize that he had to cover his eyes.
Oh, why bother?
They are a harmonious couple.
Meng Huan stood there in shock, eyes wide open, without turning around, looking at Lin Bozhou: “Have we been seen?”
This is to help Lin Bozhou Xiaogong. No matter if it is him or herself, it will be very embarrassing if they are seen!
“I don’t know.” Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelashes, “I can’t see.”
“…”
Although it was the truth, it sounded a little wrong.
Meng cheered, fastened the buttons of his clothes, and freed himself from the shame. He also placed the hot water brought by the servants on the screen.
“Your Highness, it’s time to wash up.” You Jin said as he entered the room.
Seeing him, Meng Huan felt a little relieved.
Here comes my own man.
You Jin is the eunuch who has taken care of Lin Bozhou since he was a child. Eunuchs have no gender attributes, and serving Lin Bozhou is not like that of palace maids or male servants, which would be awkward and inconsiderate.
After handing Lin Bozhou over to You Jin, Meng Huan washed his hands, wrung out a clean towel, and washed his face, listening to You Jin circling around Lin Bozhou: “Your Majesty, raise your hands.”
“Your Majesty, turn your face to the side.”
“Good Lord, turn around again.”
They had a very good relationship as master and servant. At that time, You Jin was only twelve years old. He went to the East Palace to serve Crown Prince Lin Luan as soon as he had finished his castration. However, the crown prince was deposed and he followed him all the way to Guzhou. He started to serve Lin Bozhou after he was born and raised him from childhood to adulthood. They had a very close relationship.
——Equivalent to a male mother.
Meng Huan finished washing his face and stood aside to watch Lin Bozhou.
He was very tall, but he never bowed his head, asking You Jin to tiptoe to wipe his face. His eyelashes were covered with damp mist, and although his eyes could not see for the time being, the feeling of being high above him did not diminish at all.
Suddenly, Lin Bozhou asked, “Where’s Huanhuan?”
He didn’t hear Meng Huan’s voice and started to ask.
This question made Meng Huan feel as if something was clenching his chest.
“Hey, Your Majesty,” You Jin smiled bitterly, and turned to Meng Huan, “The princess is watching right beside us, why are you so anxious when you haven’t seen her for a while?”
Meng Huan entered the palace last night and has been staying there without any trouble. Lin Bozhou is also calm and stable now. Their servants can see some clues.
Lin Bozhou likes Meng Huan. He hopes that Meng Huan will always be with him, so that he can feel at ease.
Not seeing Meng Huan, his anxiety seemed to be rising again.
Meng Huan: “I’m here.”
Lin Bozhou’s brows were originally furrowed, but slowly they relaxed.
He pursed his lips and whispered a few words.
“That’s good.”-
Chen An came in from the doorway and brought the emperor’s reply, saying, “I sent a letter to the palace. His Majesty is sad and has approved that the prince should rest for a few more days and return to the court after his eye disease is healed.”
Lin Bozhou stood there, waiting for You Jin to comb his hair, and responded, “Yes.”
“Your Highness,” Chen An’s tone revealed anxiety, “Once this eye disease relapses, I won’t be able to return to the court for another ten days or half a month. Everything will be decided by the cabinet, and they have too much room to interfere.”
Chen An’s tone was filled with frustration.
Although the officials in the government were also sad about the recurrence of Lin Bozhou’s eye disease, they were more anxious about Lin Bozhou’s ambitions. The current situation was urgent, the court was changing rapidly, and the situation was turbulent. If Lin Bozhou lost his sight and lost control of the court, it would be a complete waste of opportunities for his political enemies.
“I am ill, there is no other way,” Lin Bozhou said, “I know what to do, you can go down.”
“yes.”
After Lin Bozhou said this, Chen An naturally agreed. The reason was that although Lin Bozhou was in the palace, his spies and guards were all over the capital, and he knew every move clearly.
At this time, the servants finally brought up the food.
The breakfast dishes were unusually light, without too much fish or meat, but instead consisted of snow-white and rich broth, steamed buns and flower rolls, boiled milk, mixed with some stir-fried and pickled vegetables. There were the most types of porridge, with a total of eight kinds.
When Meng Huan changed the chopsticks to a spoon, he heard a “clang” sound.
“Your Majesty!!!”
You Jin screamed.
Meng Huan turned his head and saw Lin Bozhou standing up from his chair and facing him. He didn’t know if he was going to walk towards him or not, but his knee hit the corner of the table hard, causing the table to shift a little.
He lowered his head without groaning. The veins on his neck were slightly bulging, but it was obvious that he was in pain.
Meng Huan was stunned: “Your Majesty.”
Lin Bozhou had an arrogant personality, so most of the servants would pretend not to see anything when they saw him make a fool of himself. But after You Jin yelled, he immediately pursed his lips tightly together, his eyes full of worry.
Meng Huan understood. He took Lin Bozhou’s hand, led him to sit next to the table and chair, and pulled up his trouser legs.
His hand was held down, and Lin Bozhou said in a cold and hard voice, “It’s okay.”
Meng Huan was inexplicably stubborn: “Just let me see.”
After a moment of stalemate, she held his hand and did not move. A bruise appeared on her knee. The area was not large. Meng Huan touched the wound with his fingertips and blew on it: “Huh… It doesn’t hurt.”
The morning light cast mottled shadows in the hall.
The young man had fair and clear eyes and eyebrows. He leaned over his legs, touched his wound, applied medicated wine on it, and then put his trouser legs down.
Lin Bozhou couldn’t see anything, and his hearing was much better than usual when he was blind, so he hated noise, people talking non-stop, and loud screams. He was already extremely irritated, and any restlessness would become the fuse for his anger.
But now, I feel a rare peace in my heart.
Meng Huan: “It’s time to eat.”
He picked up a bowl from the eight kinds of porridge on the table and sat down in front of Lin Bozhou: “Would you like some tenderloin porridge?”
Lin Bozhou just nodded.
Meng Huan scooped a spoonful with a spoon, tasted it to see if it was hot or cold, and gently placed it on his lips, “Your Majesty, open your mouth.”
Lin Bozhou’s eyelids twitched. His lips were pale, and the white veil covered the upper half of his face, making his nose and lips look particularly cold. It was hard to imagine that such a gifted child would one day be reduced to being fed by others.
Once when he was blind and was eating by himself, he accidentally touched his wrist and the soup splashed onto his clothes, but the servants could only cry beside him and did not dare to remind him.
Reminding him would only humiliate his self-esteem.
Lin Bozhou opened his lips and the warm porridge was delivered to his lips. The spoon had a square handle and was round. He scooped half full with one spoon. His lips were pink and white, and when he put it in his mouth, the porridge seemed to overflow.
Meng Huan was just about to use a silk handkerchief to wipe him clean, but unexpectedly Lin Bozhou stuck out his scarlet tongue and gently licked his lips.
“…”
Meng Huan paused, his mind going blank.
For some reason, the sight of Lin Bozhou with his eyes covered and licking the spoon while eating made him feel something in his heart move.
Domination and submission, especially to the powerful Lin Bozhou.
It seems like there is some SM pleasure.
“…………”
Surprised by his own idea, Meng Huan felt that he had read too many pornographic novels and his mind was full of pornographic garbage TvT. He quickly dismissed the idea, took back the spoon and scooped another spoonful.
Lin Bozhou lowered his head and ate in silence.
After the initial strange feeling passed, all Meng Huan felt was that Lin Bozhou was listening to his words in disbelief.
She lowered her eyebrows in front of him, and because she was tall, she had to bend her spine slightly to adapt to Meng Huan. When she heard Meng Huan’s movements, although her eyes under the white veil could not see anything, she would subconsciously turn to him.
——In the pitch-black darkness, look for the only source of light.
Meng Huan’s heart felt inexplicably soft.
It was as if something he had clenched tightly had lost its strength.
He also calmed down and just fed him porridge and rice.
I was halfway through the porridge in my bowl when someone came in at the door.
“Your Highness, Elder Cui heard that your eye disease has recurred, so he sent you a hundred-year-old ginseng and asked you to take good care of yourself. He is waiting in the cabinet for the day when you recover and return to serve as a director.”
When a high-ranking official of Lin Bozhou’s rank is ill, sensible officials will come to visit him. Even if Lin Bozhou refuses visitors, gifts and concern will be sent to him. This is the social etiquette in the officialdom.
Meng Huan blinked, surprised: “It relapsed last night, and he knew about it this morning?”
Lin Bozhou: “I’m afraid it’s too early to know.”
The people in the court were hoping for Lin Bozhou’s downfall, and they knew everything about him. There were always people secretly watching his movements, and they might even have spies in the palace.
As for Lin Bozhou’s eyes, not only the people in the palace wished for his health, but people outside the palace also burned incense, prayed to Buddha, donated money to the door threshold, and donated ten years of their life to raise funds to pray that Lin Bozhou would go blind and never be able to see again.
The attendant asked again: “My Lord, that ginseng——”
“Just endure it.”
Lin Bozhou said calmly, “Thank him for his kindness on my behalf.”
There was no hint of gratitude in his tone.
The weather is very hot.
Meng Huan was concentrating on writing beside the lotus pond, with his head lowered and a slightly depressed expression.
“The most precious fruits are pear and orange, the most important vegetables are mustard and ginger. The sea is salty and the river is fresh, scales dive and wings fly.” Shan Shu had a stern face and held a ruler in one hand as he read the words, without any kindness in his expression.
——Even though Meng’s husband Lin Bozhou was sitting next to him.
After lunch, Lin Bozhou had nothing to do, so he followed Meng Huan to attend his literacy class.
Now, Lin Bozhou was wearing a plain white silk gown, his eyes covered with white gauze, and he sat quietly in a chair with his head down, a maid fanning him slowly from behind. He closed his eyelids, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or not.
Hundred Family Surnames and Thousand Character Classic are things that boys read when they first start to learn. Lin Bozhou could recite them by heart when he was three years old. But when he was twenty-six years old, he had to listen to his wife reciting them.
Shan Shu: “Salty.”
Meng Huan: “…No.”
Shan Shu frowned and slapped the ruler, making a loud “pa pa!” sound.
Meng Huan: QAQ.
His scalp was tingling as he was thinking nervously.
In my ear, Lin Bozhou seemed to laugh.
When he smiled, Meng Huan knew that he was not asleep, but listening.
——It’s very much like your parents who sit in the back row of the classroom and watch you when you are in school. No matter how stupid you make, they will never blame you. They will only be happy for your progress, even if it is only a little bit.
Lin Bozhou is really a dad.
Meng Huan muttered to himself, buried his head, and continued writing.
However, thanks to day after day, he is now familiar with the stroke structure of traditional Chinese characters, and can learn to write faster than before, completing his learning tasks ahead of time.
Sitting down to enjoy the cool breeze, Shanxing came in along the corridor, bowed to Lin Bozhou first, and then asked about Shan Shu.
“Dad, they asked me to ask about the recent Lantern Festival. When are you free to arrange a time to go to the Jin River to have a drink and enjoy the beautiful summer night scenery of fireworks and silver flowers?”
They are hangers-on and literati who like to travel to the most lively places, drink, sing and clap their hands together.
Shan Shu twirled his beard, as if thinking about it.
Meng Huan raised his eyes and thought of the lantern festival outside the palace.
Although there is a curfew in most areas, it will be slightly relaxed during the Lantern Festival and the curfew will be delayed until three o’clock in the morning.
During this period, the whole city is relaxed and bustling, it is a time full of lights and fireworks, and a prosperous scene.
… must be very beautiful, right?
Meng Huan thought for a while and turned to Lin Bozhou.
There were twinkling stars in his crooked eyes and his snow-white little fangs showed when he smiled.
The voice was full of expectation: “My Lord, should we go out of the house and take a look?”
FORTY THREE
Shan Xing murmured: “This…”
Shan Shu also frowned, with a strange expression.
No one was happy about his suggestion. Meng Huan was puzzled: “What’s wrong?”
Shan Xing: “It’s just…how should I put it…this…”
Although Lin Bozhou’s eye disease was known to all the civil and military officials in the court, outsiders had never seen what he looked like when he was blind. Lin Bozhou considered blindness ugly, and never appeared in public when he was sick. When he occasionally went out, his servants would avoid him.
His pride made him unwilling to show cowardice or weakness in front of outsiders.
Meng Huan asked him to go out to see the Lantern Festival. It was a Lantern Festival! A Lantern Festival! There were so many people! Lin Bozhou was blind, how many people would see him!
Meng Huan reacted: “I…I…”
He immediately became as depressed as a wilted cabbage, and couldn’t help curling his lips: “I just thought that the prince usually only wanders around the palace and the imperial city. It’s not easy for him to rest, so he can go out and see more, so he won’t be so bored.”
Lin Bozhou is a 007 iron-blooded worker who supports the palace and the court by himself. Meng Huan feels distressed when he sees him like this. He just wants to take him out for some fun without considering these things. Meng Huan feels very uncomfortable: “If that’s the case, forget it.”
Hearing this, Lin Bozhou let his hands, which were in his sleeves, hang down at his sides. His clenched hands had loosened slightly at this moment.
The boy’s voice was full of tenderness and kindness towards him. It wasn’t that Meng Huan wanted to go to the Lantern Festival.
——But, Meng Huan wanted to go to the lantern festival with him.
This is the man who thinks he is too dull and overworked and wants to add more color to his dark world.
Lin Bozhou has a thick cocoon in his heart, which wraps him up and protects him, but at the same time makes him feel dull and heavy. Now someone is standing outside, tapping with his finger, and asking, “Can you go out and play with me?”
Those hands were so soft that they seemed to be able to lead me out.
Silence.
No one spoke in the pavilion for the time being.
Shan Xing knew that Lin Bozhou would not leave the house, but it would be very embarrassing for him to directly refuse his wife, so he quickly began to think: “Ah, in fact, we can also light lanterns in the palace. Besides, the imperial physician also told the prince to rest and not to walk around. The prince wants to leave the house, but there is no way-“
Beside him, Lin Bozhou’s voice rang out: “Yeah.”
Shan Xing: “Huh?!”
Um what?
Meng Huan also turned his head: “Want to watch the lantern festival?”
Lin Bozhou raised his head slightly. If his eyes were not covered by the white gauze, Meng Huan would definitely be able to detect the calm light hidden in those narrow and slightly squinted eyes.
He said: “Well, watch the lantern festival.”
After Lin Bozhou said that, the servants hurriedly prepared for the trip. The safety of the Regent was the top priority. However, the luxurious carriage and hundreds of attendants were defeated by his simple words.
Very few people have seen the Regent’s face. If Lin Bozhou walked among the people, not everyone would recognize him. But if he traveled with the palace guards, it would cause a big commotion.
It would be very disturbing to the residents if he cleared the area and people were removed from the streets, and the Lantern Festival would become just his.
That’s boring.
Occasionally, he also wanted to put aside his status as regent and just go out for a walk.
So he ordered the nurses in the palace to wear plain clothes and hide in the crowd behind him, and then he went out on the trip.
“Shall we have dinner first and then go out, or go out and have dinner?” Lin Bozhou said, “Huanhuan has been in the palace for such a long time, and has only gone out twice. If you like, your husband can accompany Huanhuan for a walk.”
Meng Huan looked at him from two steps away and pursed his lips quietly.
Why is Lin Bozhou willing to leave the house?
Because of your suggestion?
Meng Huan didn’t want to see Lin Bozhou feel uncomfortable after leaving the house, or be seen and laughed at by others.
Meng Huan hoped that he could be as comfortable as possible. After thinking for a while, he said, “If the prince doesn’t want to go, don’t go. You don’t have to feel any burden because of me. You can watch the Lantern Festival anytime—”
“No,”
Lin Bozhou interrupted him with a slurred voice. In the past, when he was blind, he was manic and pessimistic. It was almost difficult to see a smile from the corners of his taut lips. There was only impatience, gloom and coldness.
Now, his tone seemed to have let go of something, and he said straightforwardly: “I want to go with you.”
“…”
The cool breeze blew up the white gauze around his ears, and it fluttered gently backwards along with his hair. The many things that weighed on his shoulders seemed to be temporarily unloaded at this moment.
Meng Huan was quiet for a while.
But then, something began to beat wildly, and the echo grew louder and louder, mixed with the summer heat, becoming a sound that could not be ignored in the ears.
He opened his lips and said, “Oh.”
She walked closer, gently held his hand, and rubbed her soft fingers against his long, distinct fingers.
“Then let’s go.” –
Fire trees and silver flowers are blooming, and the iron locks of the star bridge are opened.
As the sun sets, the bright lights gradually rise, forming a long river of lights that flows along the city. The lanterns are of various shapes, vying with each other in beauty, making people feel slightly dizzy.
Meng Huan walked on the street, gently holding Lin Bozhou’s hand, looking around from time to time.
“Wow, this cake looks delicious!”
“Um.”
“Wow, this jade looks beautiful!”
“Um.”
“Wow, this porcelain bottle feels so smooth.”
“Um.”
Meng Huan muttered to himself as he walked. Lin Bozhou followed beside him, his fingers slightly clenched. For a moment, he felt disturbed by the sudden influx of chaos and noise around him. He frowned, and couldn’t help feeling irritated.
But the small hand in her palm was very soft. It was more like being held rather than being held. Yet she tried her best to gently hook his hand, as if she was holding him very tightly.
There were many stalls selling cooked food, cakes and candied sweets on the roadside. Meng Huan bought one and turned around to see Lin Bozhou’s eyes covered with white gauze, his brows slightly locked, and he seemed a little at a loss.
He was handsome, and Meng Huan was also good looking. They were a perfect couple standing on the street, and Lin Bozhou was covered in a white veil. People looked at her a few more times and couldn’t help but talk about it.
“what happened?”
“Can’t he see?”
“What a waste to give birth to such a handsome man.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Bozhou took Meng Huan’s hand and slightly closed it.
A sense of pressure gathered around her fingers. The socially anxious Meng Huan knew that her husband was a little bothered. She mustered up the courage to glare at the person who was gossiping, signaling, “Don’t look!”
Then, she brought the bitten meat pancake to his lips and said, “Prince, try it. This is delicious.”
Lin Bozhou smelled oil.
Except in the dining hall, Lin Bozhou usually does not eat after noon and never eats in front of others. He pressed his hand and said, “Huanhuan, eat by yourself.”
Meng Huan’s voice suddenly sounded aggrieved, his defenses broken, he was depressed, and angry: “Why don’t you eat the food I give you?”
I am willing to share my favorite food with you. What a deep feeling! What a sincere love! What a considerate care!
But Lin Bozhou refused to eat it!
Outrageous!
Seeing Meng Huan was so angry that he was about to stamp his feet, Lin Bozhou relaxed his originally reserved attitude, and the corners of his lips inexplicably curved a little: “Huan Huan——”
Meng Huan leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Eat, no one can recognize you, don’t worry, and it’s dark now, so it’s even harder to see.”
Lin Bozhou saw darkness before his eyes.
But at the same time, she could smell Meng Huan’s breath beside her ear, gentle and warm.
He frowned, and the next moment, the aroma of the meat pie reached his nose again: “Take a bite, take a bite, even a small bite is fine, woo woo.”
His wife is acting like a spoiled brat.
Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes, raised his sleeves politely to block other people’s sight, and then… took a bite of the meat pie.
Meng Huan heard the voice he expected: “Is it delicious? Is it delicious?”
Lin Bozhou hummed: “Very good.”
“Yeah!” Meng Huan was busy stuffing the meat pie into his mouth in a daze, “If you don’t eat it, I will eat it.”
“…”
It was as if he was afraid that Lin Bozhou would snatch it from him.
Surrounded by noisy and happy crowds, noisy sounds were in my ears, and people were shoulder to shoulder, just like Guzhou back then.
The passage of time and space seemed to bring Lin Bozhou back to the city in the snow.
It was the same kind of outing and traveling, and it was also very lively, but when he was in the darkness among the people on the street, he only heard questions and whispers.
“The prince is actually blind?”
“If Guzhou were handed over to a blind prince, it would surely be doomed!”
“Since you are blind, you don’t want to be a prince.”
“…”
Later, he learned that it was the seductive concubine who was creating public opinion for her son Lin Chengxu to replace the crown prince. However, from then on, Lin Bozhou hated the complicated voices around him. He became domineering, arrogant and cold in the eyes of others. He only did what he thought was right and no longer mixed with the crowd.
This time, Meng Huan brought him out of this situation, and he did not encounter the trauma in his memory.
It feels actually quite good.
After Meng Huan finished biting the meat pie, he turned around and saw a little oil on Lin Bozhou’s lips. It was very light, but Meng Huan could see it from a close distance.
“Husband, let me wipe it for you.”
Lin Bozhou said “Hmm?” and her white fingers fell on his lips, rubbing them lightly with her fingertips, causing a tingling sensation.
Meng Huan: “Wipe it clean.”
After he finished speaking, his lips began to feel hot from being rubbed.
Lin Bozhou frowned, then realized that this was a busy street, and the two of them were so close for no reason, which might seem a bit reckless and shameless in the eyes of outsiders.
Meng Huan walked forward happily.
Lin Bozhou inexplicably recalled his wife’s words and actions in the carriage that day.
Later when they made love, Meng Huan was never so passionate and proactive again. She just lay in his arms, letting Lin Bozhou do whatever he wanted, feeling shy, ashamed and passive.
But……
Now, Meng Huan seemed to be even bolder in his behavior towards him.
Lin Bozhou curled his lips slightly, held Meng Huan’s hand tightly in the darkness, and walked with him.
“Wow, the lights here are so pretty!”
Meng Huan stopped in front of the most prosperous street in the capital. In front of him stood a huge lantern made of bamboo and wood, with bright lights inside.
The street has an excellent terrain, with the Jin River running through it. Lighted lanterns are floating in the river, shimmering with the waves. The lights in the pleasure boats are even brighter than daytime.
Meng Huan! Finally! Feeling! The ancient times! The extravagance and decadence!
“It’s really beautiful~~”
His tone was gentle, his eyes were bright, and he raised his fair face with a warm smile.
Beside him, Lin Bozhou seemed to chuckle again.
…There are also very few adjectives to describe his wife.
Meng Huan suddenly remembered something, turned around, and said with a somewhat frustrated tone: “What a pity, my husband can’t see it.”
“…”
There was silence for a while.
Lin Bozhou responded in a very light voice.
“Yes.”
Meng Huan’s joy has been truly conveyed to him.
In the midst of the bustling sky, under the huge fire tree, two figures stood side by side. Meng Huan felt dizzy, and when he heard this, he turned his head and saw Lin Bozhou’s eyebrows drooping under the white gauze, his lips were thin, and his handsome face was stained with the orange light and shadows of the lights.
Lin Bozhou didn’t look at the lights, but at him.
At this moment, Meng Huan’s heartbeat continued to grow louder.
The sky echoed.
After a long silence, other sounds became clearer in my ears.
“Two guests.”
He is the waiter who solicits customers in the pleasure boat.
He said with a smile: “There will be fireworks at Jinhe tonight. Would you like to come up and have a few drinks? Are you waiting?”
FORTY FOUR
Meng Huan turned to look at Lin Bozhou: “Shall we go?”
Lin Bozhou tilted his head slightly and said, “If Huanhuan wants to go, then go.”
Meng Huan: “Yeah!”
He led Lin Bozhou to the deck of the pleasure boat, and the Jinhe Lake was in full view. Lights flickered on the rippling water, and it was like the scenery of the Qinhuai River with the sound of oars and lights. The aroma of wine and cosmetics blew in the hot air, making people feel relaxed and happy.
The view from under the black sail at the bow was great. Just as Meng Huan was about to go over, he was stopped by the waiter: “I’m sorry, sir, this seat has been reserved.”
Meng Huan felt disappointed, but he nodded and walked inside: “Then I’ll sit at this table on the hull.”
Before he even touched the seat, the waiter came over in a panic: “Hey, sir, this seat is not available either. It must have been reserved.”
“……” Although Meng Huan was disappointed, he nodded after all, “Then where can I sit?”
“This table, this one, this one, these are all fine,” the waiter walked around apologetically, “I’m so sorry, sir, our pleasure boat has the best view in Jinhe River, so the young masters all choose to sit here, and most of them have reserved in advance. It’s my fault that I didn’t explain it clearly to you.”
Meng Huan scratched his head and looked at the remaining tables.
The location was much darker and more remote, not as good as the one he chose.
Psychologically, Meng Huan still wanted to sit at the empty table he had just chosen.
Meng Huan stood there, feeling conflicted.
To sit or not to sit?
If you sit, it’s a bit off.
If you don’t want to take this boat, go to another one. The seats won’t be as good as this boat, and it may be full.
Meng Huan’s fear of making decisions began to take effect. As he was struggling to weigh the pros and cons, Lin Bozhou beside him chuckled softly.
He couldn’t see, but as long as Meng Huan became demented, he could guess what Meng Huan was thinking.
Meng Huan blushed a little and gently pinched his fingertips.
Fierce.
They were reluctant to sit down, and the waiter knew that they were not satisfied with the seats, so he lowered his voice as if to reveal a secret, “To be honest, the young master who booked the seat is very important, and we have no choice but to change seats for you. Sir, just sit here, the night view is not bad.”
He said that the young man was of great importance and obviously wanted to give in to Meng Huan.
However, Meng Huan looked at him and then looked at Lin Bozhou beside him.
…What kind of big shot has he not seen?
It’s not that I mean to question the other party’s background, it’s just that saying this in front of Lin Bozhou seems a bit like… waving a big axe in front of Lu Ban.
If it were a cool novel, Meng Huan would have just said “Do you know who’s next to me?!” and would have succeeded in changing seats, but Meng Huan didn’t have the arrogance to do anything. After thinking for about half a minute, he took Lin Bozhou’s hand and said, “Let’s change boats, okay?”
Lin Bozhou: “Yeah.”
Waiter: “Huh?”
Meng Huan walked back. The pleasure boat was narrow in the middle, and a group of people came up in a large number. The young man in the middle was wearing silk, holding a broken jade fan, a cicada crown on his head, and reading a book in both hands. As he walked, a strong servant escorted him and signaled irrelevant passers-by to stay away.
Obviously, this is the kind of display that only rich young masters can have.
Generally speaking, when ordinary people encounter such a young master, they have to take a detour.
——However, it was unfortunate that Lin Bozhou had walked into the aisle. Even if Lin Bozhou pretended to be an ordinary person, he could not give way to others because his bloodline did not allow it.
In front, the young master’s strong servant said, “Excuse me.”
Before Meng Huan could say anything, the plainclothes guard behind Lin Bozhou spoke up: “Excuse me, our young master will take this road first, please make way.”
The other party burst into laughter. That kind of laughter was a kind of ridicule that the other party was very ignorant of the current situation, which was roughly equivalent to: Who do you think you are to dare to talk about order in front of our young master?
It seems that the young man in front of him is from a very important background.
Meng Huan thought for a moment and said, “Please make way. The road is only this long and we will be there soon.”
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed, “He’s a blind man.”
“……………………”
The young man in front of him was busy reading a book. He raised his head slightly at this time, and his eyes first fell on Meng Huan and then on Lin Bozhou.
Lin Bozhou wore a plain white robe, his eyes were covered with white gauze, and he stood upright, his eyebrows, eyes and nose stained with shadows. He did not have the usual intimidating aura that he had as regent. Instead, he looked like an educated scholar with an eye disease and a simple temperament.
But the servant following behind him was tall and strong, with a gleam of lightning in his eyes and his hands clasped secretly at his sides, which was clearly the posture of holding a knife.
Somehow, the young master’s hand shook violently.
He looked towards the source of the voice: “Rude!”
After scolding, he turned slightly to the side and said, “It’s okay, then you two can go first.”
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly asked, “Are you two here to enjoy the lantern festival on the painted boat as well?”
Meng Huan paused: “Ah, yes.”
“Why are you two leaving now?” He smiled amiably.
The waiter interrupted, “The two gentlemen think the view from the remaining tables is not good, and they want to change to another one.”
“…”
The young man suddenly realized, but his tone was still friendly: “Oh, did I reserve these tables? All right, you can sit at any table you like. Since we are here to watch the Lantern Festival, we should have fun and make friends.”
When Meng Huan heard the words “make friends”, he immediately suffered from PTSD.
Thinking that this was a political conspiracy, Meng Huan simply gave up his own brain and turned to Lin Bozhou: “Will you sit down?”
He leaned close to Lin Bozhou’s ear and spoke in a low voice. His breath penetrated into his ear, making it itchy.
He really is like a little kid who wants to have the final say on everything.
Lin Bozhou curved his lips and said, “Sit down.”
Meng Huan said loudly like a megaphone: “Okay, thank you.”
Meng Huan led Lin Bozhou to the empty seat under the black sail at the bow. The young man was stunned: “Master, do you like this seat?”
Meng Huan: “What’s wrong?”
The young man was a little helpless: “The bow is the most open, and you can see the whole view when the fireworks go off. I also want to sit here.”
Meng Huan was confused: “Then…”
The young man’s voice suddenly became more excited, and there was a bit of cunning in his smile, “Do you two know how to play chess? Why don’t we make a bet? The winner gets to sit at the bow of the boat.”
Most of the scholars were not interested in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they made friends through literature and chess. Emperor Xuanhe was a young man who was addicted to Go. It was not appropriate to talk about love and paint in the painted boat, and this young man probably didn’t like writing poetry, so it was not difficult to understand why he suggested playing chess.
Meng Huan shook his head: “I can’t.”
The young man turned to Lin Bozhou, his eyes sparkling with stars: “Does this young man know how to play Go?”
“…”
Meng Huan looked at him with a little surprise.
Young man: “What’s wrong?”
Meng Huan: “Can’t you see that he can’t see for the time being? And you still want him to play chess?”
I felt offended on behalf of Lin Bozhou.
He frowned and muttered at this moment. Lin Bozhou chuckled, held his hand, and said calmly: “If you win, you can sit at the bow?”
The young man said in a cheerful voice: “The winner will sit on the bow, no exaggeration!”
Lin Bozhou’s voice was very calm and composed, without any ups and downs, “Then let’s play a game of chess.”
However, it caused an uproar around.
A passerby reminded him: “Young Master, think carefully. Since you can’t see, you can only play blind chess.”
“Go, or blindfolded Go, is a game that only gods can play! You can’t see the board, and there are 19 vertical and horizontal lines, with countless variations. It requires extremely strong memory and calculation ability.”
“Hey, young man, if you don’t want to give up your seat at the bow, just say so. Why are you bullying a blind man?”
“…”
The onlookers were extremely surprised. Even though Meng Huan didn’t know how to play Go, he knew how complicated it was. He felt dizzy just looking at the chessboard.
What’s more, since it’s a blind game, doesn’t it mean that you can only use your memory to remember this complicated chessboard and make each move?
“…”
——On how big the golden finger the original author gave to Lin Bozhou is.
“Huanhuan, wait a moment. After we finish playing chess, we’ll sit outside and watch the fireworks.” Lin Bozhou said in a gentle voice.
The slightly hot night breeze blew across the bow of the boat.
Meng Huan hesitated and nodded.
Lin Bozhou was trying to win a seat for him.
He sat next to Lin Bozhou and watched quietly.
The young master opposite also covered himself with a black scarf and said with a smile: “Since you are playing blind chess, I will naturally accompany you.”
“!!!!!!”
The surroundings were already restless, and now the atmosphere was even more heated.
He also plays blind chess???????
The tone is so relaxed and arrogant, it seems that there will be a fight between gods tonight.
Noticing the atmosphere of people watching the fun, Meng Huan vaguely realized something.
As expected, there are few ordinary people in political intrigue novels qwq.
He squatted beside the table with eager eyes. There was no chess scale on the table, but the two of them sat face to face, saying where the chess pieces fell. It was as if a chessboard appeared in the void that only the two of them could see, and they played chess back and forth like this.
Meng Huan was bored of waiting and listened to the discussion around him. It was from the young master’s servants.
“Young Master, this blind man is unlucky to meet my Master. Apart from anything else, he will definitely lose in terms of chess.”
Meng Huan tilted his head: “Really?”
“Our young master’s chess skills are hard to find an opponent in the capital. Master Kongjie of the Ku Zen Temple in the east of the city is known as a national master and no one can match him in Go. But our young master happened to beat him by half a move a few days ago, hehehe.”
Meng Huan felt a little nervous: “Really?”
“Of course, Master Kongjie’s Go is a benchmark in our sect. He has been studying Go for decades. He spends three months pondering over a difficult game. Anyone obsessed with Go would dream of defeating him.” The man smiled and twirled his beard, “But in the past ten years, only two people have beaten him.”
Meng Huan couldn’t understand the chess game. Lin Bozhou’s face was half hidden in the shadows, his cold, thin lips gently pursed.
The talented chess player opposite frowned and seemed to be thinking.
Meng Huan turned to the man and asked, “Who are the two who beat him?”
Qingke smiled and said, “Hehe, one of them is of course our young master, as for the other one——”
Meng Huan looked at him with eyes wide open: “Who is the other one?”
The Qingke lowered his voice very low: “But six years ago, the regent who had just been transferred from Guzhou to the capital was only a young man!”
“!”
Meng Huan’s eyes widened: “Really!!!????”
The Qingke said: “That’s right! This blind young man can’t be said to be bad, he can only be said to be unlucky——”
He had just finished speaking.
Behind Meng Huan, there was the sound of clothes brushing against the back of a chair, and then, blown by the wind, a faint scent of sandalwood came over.
Lin Bozhou’s voice came, gentle and calm.
“Huanhuan, you can sit at the bow now.”
FORTY FIVE
“Did you win?” Meng Huan turned around.
Lin Bozhou: “We won.”
“…”
The Qingke stopped talking halfway through his words, with a strange look on his face. He looked at Lin Bozhou, then at their genius chess player, Young Master.
The young man clasped his fingers together and gently grasped his knees, as if he couldn’t believe that he would lose. But after a while, he clasped his hands heavily and showed a relieved and refreshing smile: “I am not good at chess, I admit defeat, the seats at the bow are reserved for the two gentlemen.”
After saying that, he stood up and looked at Lin Bozhou again under the light.
Meng Huan: “We will pay the money, thank you.”
There was gratitude and friendliness in his tone. Hearing this, Lin Bozhou turned his gaze slightly towards him, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
The young man opened his lips and said inexplicably, “This blind young man is very good at chess. I admire him very much and yearn for him. I wonder if I can make friends with him, or if you can give me some advice?”
What does it mean?
Meng Huan was confused. Was he trying to hook up with Lin Bozhou?
According to Lin Bozhou’s character, he just shook his head to refuse, but he was silent for a moment and said, “Did I hear you flipping through a book just now?”
The young man quickly said, “Yes, I was just reading the Collected Works of Mr. Gan.”
This was a famous scholar from a large clan. He was good at scholarship and writing prose. Scholars competed to read his books and considered it a fashion to discuss his poems and essays.
Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and said, “Please turn to page 37, the second line, the poem after the sixth word.”
“…………”
Meng Huan’s face was full of surprise.
Did Lin Bozhou memorize the entire book?
Do you even remember the exact location and number of words?
The young man looked puzzled, and quickly flipped through the book, and saw that line of poetry:
Ripples the spring water.
He looked a little dull, clasped his fists, and stepped back: “I’ll take my leave.”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
His back disappeared into the cabin. Meng Huan hadn’t figured it out yet, so he asked in confusion, “What’s that poem?”
“It’s nothing.” Lin Bozhou led him to sit down, “I just want him to mind his own business.”
“…”
Meng Huan thought, is this how intellectuals fight each other?
He blinked his almond-shaped eyes, and then finally sat down in the chair. The waiter ran over happily: “Hey, you two, what would you like to eat or drink?”
There were a variety of wines hanging on the bow of the pleasure boat. Meng Huan looked at them for a long time. He had never drunk much wine, so he lowered his head and asked Lin Bozhou: “What should we drink?”
“The goose yellow old wine is a little mellower in the mouth. You can’t drink it because it’s too strong.”
Meng Huan: “Oh.”
The waiter recommended: “Then we’ll go for Jinhua wine, which is sweet and pure in nature.”
Meng Huan listened and slowly raised his hand: “Slow down.”
Although he really wasn’t a good drinker and wouldn’t get drunk after drinking much, he was supposed to enjoy himself when he went out, so it didn’t matter if he got drunk. Besides, he always liked to seek excitement, “Can we have something stronger?”
Meng Huan’s face was full of anticipation.
Waiter: “Shaojiu? How about Zhuyeqing? It’s made in Shaoxing, soaked in fermented rice wine, and has a very strong taste. Or Jingjiu Shaodao? We have everything.”
Meng Huan thought: “Then, let’s have some of both.”
Lin Bozhou just listened quietly without saying anything.
——If he was born a few hundred years later, he could think of a phrase, “not good at playing”, to describe Meng Huan.
They also ordered some dishes, including a braised goose, two plates of peanuts, two plates of smoked beef, a roasted rabbit, salt-boiled bamboo shoots and fennel beans. The table was filled with them. Meng Huan’s mood was so exciting that he was extremely happy.
This is the life of a normal person in a book, sitting on a pleasure boat to enjoy the night view, drinking a little wine, eating some snacks, chatting with friends, and feeling the hustle and bustle of the city with your boyfriend.
Meng Huan tasted the dish on the table. The braised goose had a rich flavor, salty and sweet. He took a bite and kept saying “Woo woo woo”. “This is good, this is good, this is good. I’ll feed you a piece—”
After saying that, he picked up a thinly sliced piece and placed it to Lin Bozhou’s lips: “Open your mouth.”
The excitement in his voice could not be hidden.
Lin Bozhou opened his lips and put the braised goose into his mouth. He chewed slowly, and heard Meng Huan’s expectant voice in his ears: “Is it delicious?”
Lin Bozhou found it funny and nodded.
Meng Huan immediately smiled happily: “Okay!”
Just, it seems like I really want to share the happiness with him.
Meng Huan was very even, he ate a bite and then fed Lin Bozhou a bite. He ate fast while Lin Bozhou ate slowly. After feeding him, Lin Bozhou gently raised his hand and said, “Okay, Huanhuan, eat by yourself.”
“Oh.” Meng Huan nodded.
He was a little tipsy before the wine arrived.
After a while, the wine was served. The guards had checked the food and confirmed it was safe before standing aside.
Meng Huan picked up the Jinhua wine, took a sip, and poured a glass for Lin Bozhou: “Your Majesty, would you like to try it?”
Lin Bozhou drank it all in one gulp.
Meng Huan picked up the liquor again, but before he drank it, a spicy feeling rushed into his nose. He held the cup and took a small sip, making a “sizzling” sound, but as soon as it entered his mouth, he still frowned because of the spiciness.
“so spicy.”
Meng Huan felt that this wine was not suitable for him, so he handed the cup to Lin Bozhou.
Lin Bozhou drank it all in one gulp, his expression unchanged.
Compared to his own distorted face, Lin Bozhou was much calmer. Meng Huan was surprised: “Can you drink such a strong liquor?”
In his impression, Lin Bozhou basically never drinks and is a very well-behaved person.
“When I was in Guzhou, it was freezing cold in the winter, so I often drank strong liquor to warm my stomach and body.”
Meng Huan was from the south and went to college in the south. He had never seen snow before. When he heard this, he looked longing: “Is it Guzhou in the north, where you grew up?”
Lin Bozhou’s father’s vassal state, the state that the vassal king must go to when he reaches adulthood. Lin Bozhou responded: “Yes, until I am twenty years old.”
“Then at the age of 20, he came to the capital to be the regent, right?” Meng Huan asked gossipingly.
Lin Bozhou hummed again.
Meng Huan’s voice was sometimes far away and sometimes near, with a raised tone at the end, as if he was thinking about something: “Do you miss home?”
“…”
Lin Bozhou laughed: “Occasionally.”
His mother died early, having fallen ill in the winter. His father was too diligent in government affairs, and had a conflict with the commander of the guards in Guzhou, and was killed after drinking. That year, Lin Bozhou was transferred to the capital just after he inherited the throne.
For him, the memories of his hometown end here.
Meng Huan nodded, poured a cup of Shaodao, tasted the spicy flavor, and tried to recall the scene of Lin Bozhou drinking to keep warm.
At that time, he was also full of youthful vigor, wearing a fox fur coat, stained with the blood of foreigners, drinking heavily and eating large chunks of meat.
Meng Huan was inexplicably looking forward to it. “Can you take me to Guzhou when you have time in the future? Take me hunting and play around.”
The young man’s voice, mixed with the smell of alcohol, blew into his ears.
So cute, no one would reject him.
Lin Bozhou nodded: “Okay, when your majesty is mature and sensible and starts to rule the country, I will take you back to Guzhou.”
“How long will it take?” Meng Huan asked.
Lin Bozhou said, “I’m not sure. But when His Majesty grows up, he will no longer need the regent to assist him. Even if he wants me to stay in the capital at first out of old friendship, he will get tired of it one day.”
This is the heart of an emperor.
Lin Bozhou turned his head, looking in the direction of Meng Huan even though he couldn’t see, “When the time comes, I will ask Zhiguo to return to Guzhou and bring everyone in the palace with me. Then we will live in Guzhou permanently.”
Meng Huan said in a surprised tone: “Ah? Can’t stay in the capital?”
Lin Bozhou did not answer, but asked, “Huanhuan likes the capital?”
“Not really.” Meng Huan supported his head.
The summer night breeze was a bit hot, and brushing against my face felt like a soft veil, quite alluring.
The pleasure boat was noisy, and Meng Huan’s voice was small but clear.
“I’ll go wherever you go.”
Lin Bozhou could feel from the direction of the breath that this was what Meng Huan said to him.
Lin Bozhou raised the corners of his lips, gently clenched his knuckles, and his heart was extremely calm.
Even though His Majesty is extremely dependent on him now, he will definitely be wary of him when he grows up and matures. He will not let him stay in the capital, but will be driven away. Therefore, Lin Bozhou wants to correct the court as much as possible while he is still in power. But all this will end sooner or later, and as a vassal king, he has to return to his vassal state.
“Okay, I’ll take you away then.”
Meng Huan nodded, picked up the wine and took small sips.
He always felt unhappy just drinking, so he turned to look at Lin Bozhou: “How much of this soju can you drink?”
Lin Bozhou: “I got drunk once and drank maybe five or six wine bags.”
It was when he was hunting in the wilderness, and he seemed to have hunted a rare male animal. At that time, he set up a tent in the snowy field late at night, and had a great time drinking with the soldiers who accompanied him, and was still hungover.
Meng Huan’s dark eyes turned around, and he asked curiously, “You mean you can drink a lot? Then can you spin one for me?”
Lin Bozhou: “……?”
“Drink it, let me see how much you can drink.” Meng Huan’s eyes were bright, as if he was joking…
This suggestion is really naïve.
The guards behind Lin Bozhou and Meng Huan were dressed as servants and stood about four or five steps away. In addition to paying attention to the movements around them, their other ear inevitably kept listening to the conversation between their princess and prince.
The guard was a close confidant of Lin Bozhou who he brought from Guzhou. He knew Lin Bozhou inside and out and was also aware of his heroic spirit when he was young. He was amused to hear the princess’ words.
——Isn’t this just asking the prince to show him a special skill to make him happy?
Impossible, their prince is definitely not the kind of man who would play tricks on other princes by setting off beacons of war.
Absolutely not…
Before the attendant could finish his thought, Lin Bozhou’s steady voice rang out: “Okay, then I’ll drink. Huanhuan, count how much you’ve drunk.”
“…………”
Lin Bozhou picked up the drinking vessel, which was a chicken-glazed cup.
Meng Huan opened his eyes wide. He was so spicy after licking the edge of his back, but seeing that Lin Bozhou drank several cups in a row, his expression did not change, and he did not show any emotion at all.
“Wow, you can drink a lot.”
Meng Huan’s eyes were shining.
After a moment, Meng Huan seemed to be encouraged by him and said, “I’ll try it too.” Then he took the cup from his hand and took a big gulp.
“Gurgle.”
Then Meng Huan covered his throat and let out a deafening cough. His face turned red from the spiciness, his eyes were bloodshot, and he ran headfirst into Lin Bozhou’s arms.
“…”
Lin Bozhou was knocked by him and swayed for a moment, but he stabilized himself in an instant, his expression not changing much. He reached out his hand to his back and gently stroked it: “Are you in a hurry to drink?”
Meng Huan lay in his arms, coughing madly, feeling the wine burning his throat like a raging fire, all the way to his stomach, it was so spicy that he felt like dying.
There seemed to be a soft laugh in my ears.
——Lin Bozhou laughed at him again.
Meng Huan snorted and bumped into his arms.
There was an inexplicable coolness on Lin Bozhou’s body, because in the summer, it felt very comfortable to lean on him.
“Okay, Huanhuan, be good.” Noticing Meng Huan’s little movements of resistance, Lin Bozhou slowly moved forward and stroked his ears and the back of his neck.
He didn’t seem to realize that he had started to play with it unconsciously.
“…”
Lin Bozhou’s fingers were long and well-shaped. Such a touch made Meng Huan feel as if a surge of heat surged all over his body. His skin felt a little hot, and he quickly avoided the movement of his hands.
Meng Huan tried to change the subject and said, “I prefer Huangjiu. I really can’t get used to drinking Soju.”
Lin Bozhou paused for a moment and put his hand back into his sleeve.
“good.”
Alcohol is something that you may not understand at first, but you will become addicted as you drink more. When Meng Huan was drunk and began to feel dizzy, the dock suddenly sank under someone’s foot, and a shout rang in his ears.
“Fireworks!”
Meng Huan: “Fireworks?”
He turned to the source of the sound. The fireworks had already been prepared. It seemed that the time was almost up. A group of people with bare chests and torches were approaching.
The atmosphere became more agitated. I didn’t know when the bridge was filled with people, and the shore was also crowded with people, their clothes and hair swaying in the light.
After hearing the sound of gunpowder shooting into the sky, a firework suddenly exploded in the sky and scattered. The ashes gradually turned from bright to dark and slowly fell down.
Meng Huan: “This firework is orange!”
He knew Lin Bozhou couldn’t see, but he still wanted to tell him: “This one is blue!”
“Red!”
“color!”
“…”
Lin Bozhou half-lowered his eyes, not looking towards the place where the fireworks made a sound, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
He seemed to see the beautiful scenery Meng Huan described, and nodded slightly: “Yeah, it’s beautiful.”
Meng Huan was greatly encouraged and tried harder to describe: “This time many fireworks went up into the sky at the same time, in all colors, a red one here, a blue one there, and some colorful ones, but orange was the most numerous, so bright that it hurt people’s eyes.”
Lin Bozhou laughed: “It’s so beautiful.”
“Yes, yes, it’s beautiful.”
He could tell that Meng Huan spoke with a slurred voice and at a very fast pace, and it was obvious that he was drunk and very confused.
Meng Huan looked up at the fireworks again. He didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol or because the fireworks were too bright, but he began to feel dizzy, but then he seemed to sober up again. The people and voices around him gradually became distant, as if they were separated from him.
Lin Bozhou, who was sitting upright in front of him, was the person closest to him.
Meng Huan raised his hand, feeling the heat in his body slowly subside, and stopped watching the fireworks. He gently placed his chin on his shoulder, supporting himself.
“a bit sleepy.”
Lin Bozhou: “Are you sleepy?”
Meng Huan felt dizzy and gently rubbed his face: “It seems that I am not sleepy, but dizzy.”
Lin Bozhou understood: “Huanhuan is drunk.”
Meng Huan shook his head, “Woo woo woo, maybe I’m drunk.”
He was quite honest when he was drunk, unlike others who were very stubborn and would say they were not drunk even when the situation was chaotic.
Lin Bozhou couldn’t see it. His hand was gently on Meng Huan’s shoulder. He didn’t know how drunk he was. He could only judge from the smell of alcohol and his voice, “Do you want to watch the fireworks?”
“Why do you ask?”
“If you don’t want to watch it, we’ll go back home.”
The young man, who was lazily lying in his arms, shook his head as soon as he heard the words “return home”: “No, no, sit for a while longer, until curfew. It’s not easy to get out…”
Lin Bozhou retracted the fingers that were placed on his back and paused.
He had locked Meng Huan up in the palace for some time, knowing that if he were to let him go, he would most likely go to Fengxiang to find his father, so at first Lin Bozhou didn’t want him to leave, but now, he couldn’t bear to let him go.
He has been locked up in the palace, so when he goes out occasionally, he will be so happy that he doesn’t even want to go back to the palace.
An idea popped up in Lin Bozhou’s mind. He vaguely knew that it was inappropriate, but he couldn’t help thinking about it.
…Perhaps, Meng Huan should be allowed to enter and leave the palace and given freedom.
But as for whether Meng Huan would choose to go or stay, he knew very well that Meng Huan would leave, but now… he felt that there was another possibility.
Lin Bozhou said in a light voice: “Come out tomorrow, okay?”
Meng Huan was drunk and got to the point: “Will you come out tomorrow?”
“Go out.” Lin Bozhou said.
Meng Huan was not a person who was not easy to talk to. He nodded his chin when he heard this, and stood up again after losing his strength: “Okay, then we will go back.”
When he stepped on the pedal, he almost jumped down, which scared the guards next to him. They almost reached out to grab the back of his collar to pull him back.
Meng Huan got on the carriage and sat lazily, feeling that the gorgeous painted boats and fireworks were still in front of him, and he had not yet walked away from the excitement. But he was really dizzy and leaned his head on Lin Bozhou’s neck.
“I have to go back home again.” His tone was a little unhappy.
Lin Bozhou curled his lips for some reason, feeling that he was like a little boy who had not had enough fun.
On the way back home, Meng Huan sighed almost a hundred times, and his mood kept switching between “So happy!” and “Why do I have to go home…”, but his hand was always tightly holding Lin Bozhou.
After entering the mansion, it was rare that the masters had just returned home at this time, so the servants quickly poured hot water and helped the two of them take a bath.
Meng Huan thought of this and said with half-closed eyes: “You guys go back to sleep, I’ll help Lin Bozhou bathe.”
He directly said the three words “Lin Bozhou”.
This is calling someone by their given name, which is extremely rude.
The servants were so frightened that their backs went numb, but Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and smiled, still looking like his “wife” was really adorable.
The bathing area is a fairly large pool, which is now filled with warm water and steam is slowly rising.
Lin Bozhou’s eyes went dark and he heard the sound of clothes being untied. It seemed that Meng Huan was taking off his clothes.
His jaw dropped slightly and his knuckles moved unconsciously.
“I want to take a shower too, so let’s take a shower together?” Meng Huan said, “It will save time and we can go to bed early after taking a shower.”
Lin Bozhou said “OK”, and the movement came to him. The fabric was rubbing, Meng Huan was unbuttoning his clothes, and he could even feel fingers pulling the laces, but he could not see anything.
The lines of his lips and nose were cold, and he stood there quietly.
The clothes fell to the ground.
A cool breeze brushed across my shoulders, and I could clearly feel that all my clothes had been taken off.
Meng Huan led him towards the pool.
Under normal circumstances, Meng Huan would have been very embarrassed, but now that Lin Bozhou was blind and Meng Huan had drunk too much and his mind was dull and fuzzy, he suddenly felt much more at ease when getting along with Lin Bozhou.
Meng Huan picked up the handkerchief: “I’ll rub your back.”
He wet the water and poured it on Lin Bozhou’s shoulders. As he was pouring, he remembered, “I haven’t washed my face yet.”
He rubbed the handkerchief again, but his hands became limp and he had no strength to rub it, so he splashed it wetly on Lin Bozhou’s face.
“…”
When the handkerchief was taken away again, Lin Bozhou’s dark eyebrows were covered with water droplets, his cheeks were covered with a light mist, and his lips were slightly red from the hot water.
His white veil had not been removed yet, and it was now wet and stuck to the bridge of his nose, with the transparent veil drooping down, revealing a decadent, gloomy and sickly look.
Meng Huan said: “Shall I take the things off your eyes first?”
Lin Bozhou moved his fingers, unable to hide his nervousness.
Covering with white gauze was not just because of the fear of light. When his eyes were blinded, Lin Bozhou still felt psychologically comforted. But once the thing covering his eyes fell off, there was nothing to cover him, and his eyes were still in endless darkness. He would fall into a state of confusion with no support.
Meng Huan slowly pulled at it, and then tugged: “Wow——”
The coolness passed by his eyes, and the white veil was pulled down, revealing Lin Bozhou’s handsome eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were thin and thick, and his eyelids suddenly trembled as if he was not used to it.
“Huan Huan——”
Meng Huan knew how he felt and quickly said, “It’s okay, I’m here, don’t be afraid.”
After saying that, she gently tapped his eyelids.
Meng Huan knelt in the water, leaned forward and hugged him: “Don’t be afraid.”
They moved closer, both of them were naked, their arms pressed tightly together, bringing a warm feeling like skin rubbing against each other.
After hugging, Meng Huan immediately reacted and stepped back: “Huh?”
He wet his hands and gently stroked Lin Bozhou’s face: “Okay, it’s okay. It will get wet when you take a shower, so take it off first. After you shower, you can cover your eyes again, okay?”
Lin Bozhou said hoarsely: “Okay.”
This sound made Meng Huan’s heart inexplicably blocked. He was about to let go of his hand, but he couldn’t help it and gently stroked his cheek again, letting the water flow over his smooth skin.
Lin Bozhou’s lips were slightly red, and even after taking off the white veil, he still kept his eyelids closed, with a noble and cold expression on his lips. However, when he felt Meng Huan’s touch, he gently turned his head away.
Those thin lips rubbed against his palm, causing a ripple-like itchy sensation, and her wet eyelashes drooped.
Something seemed to move in Meng Huan’s heart.
He licked his lips uncomfortably.
I couldn’t help but take another look.
…I feel like I really want to kiss you.
However, Meng Huan controlled this thought, slowly picked up the handkerchief, wet it, and poured it over his shoulders, his eyes unconsciously sliding down.
Lin Bozhou has strong and broad shoulders, well-defined muscles, and a good body shape. He is not too brutish, but tall and strong, with a strong waist and abdomen. He is much stronger than Meng Huan imagined.
…
…and further down.
Meng Huan shook his head and quickly looked away.
My mind was in a daze, but as soon as I looked over there, scenes of sexual intercourse would flash through my mind.
Seriously speaking, Meng Huan didn’t know what that place looked like.
At that time, Meng Huan was too embarrassed to watch it. Besides, it was usually dark and Lin Bozhou was busy using it, so Meng Huan only had a vague impression.
But now, Lin Bozhou was blind and didn’t know that he was looking at him.
Meng Huan’s heart was pounding and the sound was echoing in his ears.
I don’t know why I’m so curious…
He couldn’t help it, and his eyes moved downwards, as if uncontrollably, staring at the surface of the rippling water.
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Transmigrated as the Regent's Runaway Wife
RomansaTitle: 穿成摄政王的侍爱逃妻 Author: 若星若辰 The regent of the Grand Clan, Lin Bozhou, appears to be bright and clear on the surface, but is so dirty and disgusting in his back. A great traitor should be punished by everyone. On this day, a sedan chair carried Me...
