Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

Meng Huan: "?"

It turned out that without knowing it, he had his hands full. Not only did he draw the color map, but the protagonist also drew Lin Bozhou and his own face.

"..."

Meng Huan quickly crumpled into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

It's too scary.

Meng Huan would cry in fright at the thought of having **** with Lin Bozhou.

At the door, someone came in and reported: "Ma'am."

"What's up?"

"My lord pleases."

Meng Huan was puzzled: "Isn't Lin Bozhou meeting guests now? What do you want me to do?"

The servant said: "Not sure, it is said that a relative of Madam came to visit Madam."

relative?

The original owner did have relatives, but the relatives were just relatives and friends who were involved in the matter. Who could go to the Prince Regent's Mansion directly to see him?

Meng Huan was puzzled, put down the pen, washed his hands, and followed his servants to the teahouse where Lin Bozhou was staying.

In the living room of the palace, Lin Bozhou, who was sitting in the first seat, was lazily draping the pear wood chair with his arms. Although he was young, he still had a good command of accents. He was not as frail as a young high-ranking person, but a bit more unattainable.

"Madam is here."

"Husband." Meng Huan called appropriately.

After calling, he found a middle-aged man next to him.

Wearing satin clothes, with a fluttering beard, regular facial features, hair tied with a cicada crown, and an ethereal smile on the corner of her lips, she has a kind of tenderness that is easy to talk about.

This should be that powerful relative, right?

Meng Huan froze for a moment, but couldn't recognize who it was, so he nodded and smiled.

With this smile, Lu Shi's eye circles instantly turned red, and he looked as if he kept everything in his mind: "Huan... Ma'am."

Meng Huan still couldn't remember who he was, but seeing the embarrassment in the atmosphere, he had no choice but to make a sad expression.

Lin Bozhou said: "Lu Shilang just came to ask about my eye disease and recommended some medicines. He happened to mention that he was your father in the same year. He had a very close relationship with your father and watched you grow up. And you happened to be here Prince's Mansion, Lu Shilang specially wants to meet you and catch up with you.

"Two, let's talk slowly."

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelashes halfway, with a faint smile on his face, obviously he was the chief culprit of all these tragedies, but he seemed to have nothing to do with him, and even had a kind of leisurely mind to watch his wife and children break up.

Meng Huan finally remembered who he was, Lu Shi, Minister of Rites, was also his father's good brother. He was so sad that he seemed about to cry. Meng Huan tried to say a few words to ease the tense atmosphere, but he couldn't think of it, so he said dryly: "Uncle Lu..."

Lu Shi's old tears faded away, and because the treacherous official Lin Bozhou was staring at him here, he suppressed the tears welling up in his eyes and asked, "How is your wife doing?"

He came to care on behalf of his father who was exiled from the army. No matter how stupid Meng Huan was, he also knew that his father had offended Lin Bozhou. If his father's friend showed pity and regret, it would also cause Lin Bozhou's displeasure, and at the same time, he would also be hit. Lose.

In order to make him less angry, Meng Huan decided to report good news instead of bad news: "Uncle Lu, I live very well in the palace, and the prince treats me well. There are a lot of food in the mansion, and there are dozens of different kinds every morning, noon and night. , I eat very well. The prince also gave me a big yard, and found many servants to serve me. I can eat and drink without doing anything every day. It is a perfect life."

In order to please Lin Bozhou, Meng Huan gritted his teeth and added: "It is my blessing to be able to marry the prince as a concubine."

This sentence can be described as violence.

Lu Shi nodded, his expression turned into unbearable pain.

Meng Huan was in a nervous mood, and he could probably guess why he was upset.

My father was exiled into the army and released Fengxiang because of the impeachment of Lin Bozhou. It can be said that he harmed his father's enemy, but he treated him very well. What does this mean?

Although Lu Shi was dissatisfied in his heart, it did not show on his face. He bowed and ended the greeting: "Madam, take care of your health."

"Uncle Lu too."

They had chatted, Lin Bozhou answered Meng Huan with a half-smile, lifted the lid of the tea, and Lu Shi immediately understood his eviction order: "Your Majesty, then I will retire."

"see a visitor out."

The figure slowly retreated from the door. Meng Huan didn't mention a word to Lu Shi, but asked about other things: "My lord, when will we eat?"

Lin Bozhou's eyes were dark, he looked at him playfully for a while, raised the corners of his lips inexplicably, and said with a smile: "Let's go now, ma'am."

Outside the Prince Regent's Palace, Lu Shi walked out of the palace with a dejected expression on his face.

A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes was waiting anxiously. Seeing his figure, he hurried forward: "Father, how is A Huan?"

Lu Nanxing was Meng Huan's childhood sweetheart, they grew up together, Lu Shiguan was better than Meng Xueming, and Meng Huan even served as his attendant.

Lu Shi spoke with a sad expression about the process of this meeting.

Lu Nanxing's face changed greatly: "What? Could it be that A Huan was bought by this thief's money and has already started to cling to him?! It's unreasonable!"

Lu Shi shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible, Nephew Meng Xian is not such a person."

In the street with people coming and going, they looked at each other quietly.

Suddenly, Lu Shi seemed to understand something, and his face suddenly changed: "I think it's absolutely impossible for Nephew Meng Xian to be so submissive to the prince. Could it be that he is afraid of us worrying, and deliberately said these words to appease us?"

Lu Nanxing immediately clapped his hands approvingly: "A Huan's personality is the most similar to Uncle Meng's, and he will definitely not submit to the prince's crotch. Besides, A Huan is smart and alert... He must have some purpose in doing this."

The two began to think in silence. After a while, Lu Nanxing suddenly held his father's hand: "Uncle Meng's assignment to Fengxiang this time, the journey was bleak, and life and death were uncertain. Could it be that A Huan has no intention of living anymore and wants to pretend to flatter the regent, and when he gets his Beloved, follow the example of the beauty who assassinated the monarch, and kill him?"

Lu Shi's expression also changed. After thinking about it, it seems that this speculation is the most suitable reason for Meng Huan's temperamental change.

Standing in the street, the two looked sad like the twilight of autumn.

After a long while, Lu Nanxing stomped his feet and said, "If Ah Huan really has such thoughts, then no matter how hard we try to persuade him, I'm afraid we won't be able to persuade him. Otherwise, I'll write him a letter and ask him what his plans are in the mansion." , father, what do you think?"

Lu Shi closed his eyes, and Meng Xueming's hair and Fengxiang's scrawled beard and hair flashed before his eyes, neither shaking his head nor nodding.

Lu Nanxing hurriedly said, "Then I'll write a letter immediately and ask someone to hand it in."

In the waterside pavilion, after serving Lin Bozhou for dinner, Meng Huan came to this cool place with his painting tools, painting at will, and practicing his ability to paint landscapes.

Feng Zhi, the maid beside her, looked at the painting and exclaimed in an exclaimed voice, "Madam is really amazing!"

Meng Huan chuckled: "It's not worth mentioning!"

But the maids were usually doing Cuju and pushing Pai Gow besides their work, so they were very new to Meng Huan, and they kept muttering around him.

After finishing a painting, Meng Huan went to wash the brush in the water, and finally calmed down around him, but a figure came behind him: "Ma'am, you lost something."

Meng Huan turned around and found that it was a clean boy holding something like a cloth wrap in his hand and handing it to him.

Meng Huan denied, "It's not mine."

The servant was a little anxious: "Take it, ma'am, it really belongs to you!" After speaking, he stuffed the cloth parcel into Meng Huan's hand, checked left and right to make sure no one was paying attention, and then ran away quickly.

What's the meaning?

Scratching his chin, Meng Huan opened the package in puzzlement and found a letter inside.

Believe it? for me? Just as Meng Huan was about to tear it open on the spot, he remembered the boy's nervous look, apparently it was delivered secretly.

Forget it, Meng Huan put the letter in his pocket and headed home.

It was late at night before Meng Huan lit the oil lamp and took out the letter paper.

But when he saw the words on the letter, he suddenly froze in place as if he had been splashed with cold water.

Help! All traditional characters!

Still running script!

Classical Chinese Grammar!

Meng Huan desperately opened his eyes wide, exerted all his strength in reading Chinese in high school, and tried his best to analyze the key content of this letter.

But half a quarter of an hour later, Meng Huan walked to the door wearily, looked at the attendants on the left and right: "Which one of you has studied?"

A male servant stood up, dry and thin: "Madam, the villain can read."

Meng Huan said, "Come here and read a letter for me."

"Okay." The servant nodded quickly.

Meng Huan said, "You read it." He added, "Slow down and read it a few more times."

The servant read the contents of the book word by word.

Meng Huan understood the first paragraph, he was scolding Lin Bozhou.

In the second paragraph, when the male servant read the words "internal response", "intelligence" and "assassination", he frowned slightly and looked at him in disbelief.

"What does this letter mean?"

The male servant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "This letter means that Madam is staying in the palace, is she trying to seduce the prince with sex, pass on information, and even try to assassinate the prince?"

Meng Huan: "..."