Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

The fish on the rack is grilled, exuding the aroma of cooked food.

Meng Huan no longer led Lin Bozhou to familiarize himself with the temple, happily unloaded a piece, took off the fishbone, and handed it to Lin Bozhou's lips: "My husband will eat the first bite."

Lin Bozhou tasted it, raised his eyebrows, and remained silent.

Meng Huan was full of anticipation: "How is it?"

Lin Bozhou: "It's okay."

Meng Huan ate it himself, the faint smell of white meat mixed with smoky, dry and choking, the taste could not be described as ok, but unpalatable.

Hey.

Meng Huan murmured, "You're perfunctory with good words again."

Lin Bozhou smiled.

Meng Huan propped his chin and turned his head to look elsewhere.

Outside the gate is covered with snow, desolate and empty, but inside the temple is warm, like a nest for tired birds.

Unconsciously, recalling the war and glory some time ago, and now eating grilled fish in the shrinking temple, it feels like a dream.

But... with Lin Bozhou by his side, it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Meng Huan stood up and patted his buttocks.All day long, he caught fish at noon, and in the afternoon he dug out a few potatoes by chance by digging through the snowdrifts. He found the discarded potatoes in a nearby dilapidated village, barely burned them, and ate them with a burnt taste in his mouth.

"Da da da--"

The setting sun shone on the snow, and Meng Huan heard the sound of horseshoes.

Not sure whether it was the officers and soldiers or the guards of the palace, he hurriedly took Lin Bozhou to hide in the woodshed.

Peek out.

——Officers and soldiers of Jizhou.

They rode quickly past, not interested in the road, just glanced at the temple at random, and left quickly.

"Have all the men of the Marquis of Zhenguan chased you here?" Meng Huan walked for two days and was still not found, so he was a little puzzled, "Where are the guards?"

If the officers and soldiers have come, why haven't the guards come yet?

Lin Bozhou thought for a while, and said: "The guards may have started a confrontation with the officers and soldiers and were dragged down, so they couldn't send all the troops to search."

After all, there are tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, and only [-] palace guards, and the palace guards can't really fight with the officers and soldiers, otherwise Lin Bozhou will be charged with rebellion again.

It will not be possible to be found until the guards of the palace escape smoothly.

Lin Bozhou concluded, "Maybe our escape time will be extended."

No fixed place to live, no food to eat, no sleep at night, the days of fear will be prolonged.

Meng Huan's eyes turned black.

According to my ability to survive in the wild, two or three days is the limit, so do I need to extend it?

The firewood was poked out, making a bang and bang sound.

After a second thought, he thought of Lin Bozhou beside him.

Blind in both eyes, he is like a disabled person, and has completely lost his ability to move. If he doesn't care about him anymore, he will probably freeze to death in the snowstorm.

Thinking of this, Meng Huan regained strength in his heart, and held Lin Bozhou's hand tightly: "If it gets longer, it will get longer."

The next voice was lower and clearer: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Meng Huan really started to seriously think about the issue of survival.

He and Lin Bozhou were lucky, there was a river near the temple, and some fish could be touched by breaking the ice, regardless of nutritional content, eating every day would last a while.

Occasionally, a few pieces of sweet potatoes could be picked up in the nearby farmland, and there were things for hunting birds on the wall. Maybe Meng Huan could try bird hunting.

Can't die.no problem.

Meng Huan got up in the middle of the night to look at Lin Bozhou's clothes.

There was a bright fire flickering in the temple, Lin Bozhou was lying on his side facing him, Meng Huan tucked his clothes for him to keep warm, and was about to lie down again, when he suddenly found that Lin Bozhou's face was dirty.

"Ok?"

A black thing, somewhat long, covered the bridge of the nose.

Thinking it was dust, Meng Huan reached out to pick it off for him.

But when his fingers touched it, the sticky feeling faded away, and the black stain also faded along his hand, changing from black to bright red.

"Blood." Meng Huan saw clearly, "It's blood."

——This is the blood from Lin Bozhou's eyes.

The relapse of Lin Bozhou's eye disease is due to a dysfunction in the body, and he needs to take medicine to recuperate quickly, but the two of them have no medicine or even food for the past few days, and his eyes have been exposed to the wind and cold, making it even more difficult.

As if shaken by something, Meng Huan froze in place, feeling powerless.Unspeakable self-blame and sadness surged up. When he was in the palace, Lin Bozhou was able to protect him well, but now that Lin Bozhou was killed, he couldn't take good care of him.

Meng Huan woke up Lin Bozhou: "Husband."

Lin Bozhou: "Huh?"

"Do your eyes hurt?"

It stands to reason that it was so serious that it was bleeding, so he must be in pain, but he deliberately forbeared it in front of him, in case he was worried and didn't say it on purpose.

Lin Bozhou put his fingers around his ears and neck.

Warm palms caress the thin skin behind his ears.

"It doesn't hurt."

Meng Huan shook his head: "Tomorrow we won't be staying here, let's find another place."

Lin Bozhou was surprised: "Where are you going?"

"Going to the city, not going back to Jizhou, but we are going to the city." Meng Huan said, "there are food and drink in the city, and a pharmacy. I'll buy medicine for you to boil. It's good for your eyes. .”

Lin Bozhou couldn't give any advice, so he just said, "Okay."

Meng Huan was very satisfied with his obedient state.

He touched Lin Bozhou's face: "I'm going to grill the fish, and I'll take it in my pocket to eat on the road tomorrow."

Said that Meng Huan turned around and lit the fire, and went to pick up some fish on the ground.These are the few fish he caught in one breath yesterday because he thought it was troublesome to dig ice every day.

Lin Bozhou leaned in front of the incense cabinet, feeling the rope on his wrist that was suddenly far and near.

In the middle of the night, there was a howling wind and snow outside the door, and a fire was burning inside the house. Meng Huan was preparing food for tomorrow's departure.

——This seems a lot like a warm home.

However, Lin Bozhou's fingers clenched unconsciously.

Over the past few days, a thought has been popping up.

He couldn't see, couldn't analyze all the situation, so he was thinking too much, always asking himself unconsciously...why did Meng Huan and Meng fall into this situation?

On the day of victory, his military guards were stopped outside the city. Marquis Zhenguan wanted to arrest him and return to the capital to report to His Majesty, but he expected to die at the hands of traitors on the way, so he fled the city in a hurry and got separated with his cronies all the way. Only his wife is left.

The person I love the most eats and sleeps with him.

He became blind, a worthless cripple.

His heart seemed to be pierced by a cold thorn, Lin Bozhou raised his neck, his throat rolled, and he took a soft breath of hot air.

Even though the power is cold, he never expected it to be so cold.

Everything he does is for Da Zong.

In the battle of Jizhou, in order to dispel Emperor Xuanhe's doubts, he was even willing to give up his credit.

Regent for six years, from morning to night, never complained.

I hate Zhenguanhou, or I hate Cui Lang...

Or, hate Emperor Xuanhe?

Lin Bozhou's slender fingers flexed and stretched, and he lowered his brows and eyes. There was no emotion on his face, only the cold feeling of snow falling on his fingertips.

Meng Huan set up his things and sat back beside Lin Bozhou: "I'm so tired, go to sleep."

Lin Bozhou pulled out his thoughts, reached out and rubbed his shoulders and arms with moderate strength.Meng Huan liked his obedience and obedience, so he turned around and kissed him on the cheek: "The service is really good."

"..."

Lin Bozhou was funny, and then pinched Meng Huan's proud ears, like pinching a proud little rabbit, and put his hands on the back of his neck to rub Meng Huan's hands.

His fingers are long and slender, yet firm and gentle. Lin Bozhou is good at this. No matter what he does, he will be particularly comfortable, especially able to give Meng Huan exactly what he wants.

It's the same in bed, Lin Bozhou also thinks a lot about him.

"Oh, it's comfortable."

Meng Huan was too addicted to let the concubine serve him, he lay on his lap, and said in a daze, "Husband."

Lin Bozhou's voice was low: "Huh?"

Meng Huan was in a relaxed mood, and his mind was also intoxicated.

Some things came out unknowingly, as if in a dream: "I thought about it before, we are ordinary people, your eyesight is not good, stay at home, I will find something to do outside, and come back to support you. You do it at home Good housework, washing clothes and cooking, we take a shower after dinner at night, and we go to sleep after we go to bed.”

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and tried to imagine.

Meng Huan is outside.

He is in the Lord.

He sat on the bench every day and waited for Meng Huan to come home, had a meal, took a shower and went to the kang in the dark, spent the intimate night between husband and wife, and woke up to start a new life the next day.

He smiled unconsciously: "It seems to be not bad."

Meng Huan: "Really?"

Lin Bozhou stopped talking, but just stroked Meng Huan's earlobe with his fingertips.

He likes to hear Meng Huan talk, clean and free of distracting thoughts.

Make him feel comfortable.

Meng Huan kissed his face: "I know you've been in a bad mood these days."

After speaking, he sighed.

The fingers froze.

Lin Bozhou seemed surprised: "What?"

"You feel guilty and can't do anything. I have been busy all the time." Meng Huan changed positions in his arms, looked at him and said seriously, "But it doesn't matter. You protected me before, but now I protect you." You. Besides, I also want to take care of you. Besides, it's rare to experience the life I long for, and I really don't feel bitter or tired at all."

The cold wind howled outside the door.

Lin Bozhou seemed to have paused, without saying a word.

Meng Huan kissed his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "I don't care about your pomp, fame and power, I just like you, you usually pretend to be omnipotent—"

After thinking about it, I said, "But I think the dark, sensitive, and depressed you are the real you."

Meng Huan hugged him: "Only I know."

Lin Bozhou bowed his head and opened his lips, but he had nothing to say.

His knuckles holding Meng Huan trembled slightly.

Meng Huan's voice was sticky and sweet like a kitten.

"I like you so much, husband, you are really nice."

When Meng Huan came up with the idea of ​​raising him, he realized the darkness in Lin Bozhou's heart. Before he realized it, he wanted to give him a shelter.

What made him go to Lin Bozhou was not his overwhelming power and incomparable appearance, but Lin Bozhou's gap between perfection and darkness.

There are always some people who will be attracted by each other's scars.

Lin Bozhou seemed to want to laugh, but his lips were dry.

He hugged Meng Huan, rested his head on his ear, and rubbed it: "Huanhuan..."

hoarse voice.

"Yes, yes." Meng Huan cupped his face and kissed him, "Be good, be good, let's go to the city tomorrow and find a doctor to look at your eyes, okay?"

Lin Bozhou nodded: "Okay."

Meng Huan: "Come on, let me kiss you."

Lin Bozhou raised his face slightly, allowing Meng Huan to kiss his lips, nose tip, eyelashes, and eyelids.

Kiss, wet kiss.

The eyes that no one dared to touch were completely exposed in front of Meng Huan, and Lin Bozhou had no resistance. He felt that how Meng Huan had ravaged his wounds and left him riddled with holes, he was determined to give up.

Just kiss little by little.

Meng Huan picked up Lin Bozhou's broken heart and mended it well.

The two of them haven't had sex for a long time, and neither of them is in this mood. Besides, it's cold even when they take off their pants.

Meng Huan was tired of kissing, so he lay in Lin Bozhou's arms and dozed off with his chin resting. He smelled that the fish was cooked before getting up to collect the fish, and then kissed him when he was done.

Lin Bozhou hadn't slept all this time, it seemed that he had been convinced. Meng Huan said what he would do, and hugged him when he was done, quietly feeling the boundless darkness around him.

It seemed that there would be no more darkness that would scare him.

In the early morning, the sky is bright.

Ashes of firewood remained on the ground.

The two opened their eyes, washed with melted snow water, and ate the unpalatable grilled fish to fill their stomachs.

Meng Huan put away the tested fish and took Lin Bozhou's hand.

"Come on, into the city!"