Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

The image of last night flashed through Meng Huan’s mind.

Lin Bozhou was worthy of having a perverted male lead’s attributes. His legs were not good, but he still seduced him in bed, saying, “Play a game,” and pressing him. He sweated a lot but did not promptly wash. Instead, he sweated, dried up, and sweated again.

“……” No way.

Meng Huan’s eyelids jumped a little, and he was slightly distracted.

Imperial Physician Zhou asked solemnly, “The medicine that Your Highness was instructed to drink yesterday, has it been taken according to medical advice?”

Lin Bozhou: “Yes.”

“Told Your Highness not to be out in the wind. Has Your Highness gone out?”

“No.”

“Then, the advice to Your Highness not to work too hard and recuperate well—”

“……”

Meng Huan sat in front of the bed, only feeling very embarrassed.

Lin Bozhou revealed the pale and lean collarbones under his plain white clothes, and his long fingers touched the corner of his lips to cough, seemingly giving a low laugh. The laugh revealed that he was unwilling to reflect upon himself.

Imperial Physician Zhou was smart, sweeping his eyes at Meng Huan standing nervously at the side, and sighed, “Your Highness should take care of your body. You must try to abstain from sexual activity when your body is not yet healed.”

Being told by the doctor like this, Meng Huan felt a flush rising behind his ears. He looked down and had no heart to look at the doctor.

On the contrary, Lin Bozhou’s face did not change. “This prince knows.”

He handled things with a strong heart. After all, his every move was being watched by many pairs of eyes. If it weren’t for Meng Huan’s special instructions, perhaps the two of them would have been surrounded by subordinates in bed.

It was said that there was an even more outrageous emperor who had to be held by the eunuch when going in; it was so noble that it flabbergasted people.

Imperial Physician Zhou left his prescription and said, “Goodbye.”

His figure disappeared at the main hall’s entrance.

Meng Huan finally raised his head and looked at Lin Bozhou.

He hesitantly said, “I also think we should abstain.”

After all, even if Lin Bozhou chirped as if he were made of iron, his body didn’t seem to be.

Lin Bozhou laughed as if nothing was wrong.

He liked to do things his way and didn’t care about the strength of his body. It was unknown whether he listened, but he changed the topic. “Huan Huan, feed this husband a bowl of medicine.”

But Meng Huan, who previously cooperated to feed him, didn’t move and drooped his eyelids, looking angry and uncooperating.

Lin Bozhou: “Hmm?”

“Your Highness hasn’t promised me yet.”

Meng Huan’s voice was stubborn.

“……”

The atmosphere was suddenly a bit silent.

No one expected that there would be a little quarrel over the number of times they had sex.

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelashes, his dimly glowing eyes focused on Meng Huan, and he tried to ask, “Huan Huan is worried about this husband’s body?”

Meng Huan lowered his head, took a deep breath, and did not speak.

When he thought that Lin Bozhou usually woke up at two in the morning and only slept for three or four hours, recently getting wet in the rain and having a fever, his knees being knocked bloody, yet he still treated his body like a devil, Meng Huan felt something haunting his heart.

Maybe it was the soul of a salty fish, or maybe it was…… worry.

He really felt that Lin Bozhou didn’t love himself.

Meng Huan was very sad at the thought of someone apathetic of caring for themselves.

Getting angry, Meng Huan didn’t want to answer him and only made a snorting sound from his nose.

“……”

This sound made the dark light under Lin Bozhou’s eyes sink more and the air quieter.

After quite a while, the corner of Lin Bozhou’s lips pulled up, and he laughed inexplicably.

“Huan Huan is worried about this husband, right?”

“……”

Meng Huan was angry, so he didn’t speak.

His hand was pulled over by Lin Bozhou and held. It seemed like the ice and snow in Lin Bozhou’s eyes melted and became a little brighter. “Huan Huan, don’t be angry anymore, okay? Because there has never been anyone to control this husband, this husband also does not listen to anyone. This husband has always done things in his own way.”

He paused after saying this.

“However, this husband has Huan Huan now. His body doesn’t belong to himself anymore, it also belongs to Huan Huan. If something happens, this husband will definitely listen to Huan Huan, okay?”

The gentle words finally made Meng Huan’s disgruntlement somewhat dissipate.

“If Huan Huan doesn’t allow more intercourse, it will be out of the question. I will listen to Huan Huan.”

Receiving these words, Meng Huan was finally in a better mood.

His white fingertips picked up the medicine bowl. “Then, Your Highness will drink this first.”

Lin Bozhou let out an “Mm.”

His slender fingers clasped the bottom of the bowl, and he drank it all in one go.

Meng Huan finally softened and slowly rose, muttering, “Not bad.”

Then, he also let out a fuming snort.

—As if he disdained himself for giving in.

“……”

Lin Bozhou couldn’t help but curl his lips again.

So cute.

The feeling of holding the little teenager and letting him stand on top of his head and act atrociously was also good.

Only Eunuch You Jin listened to the whole thing on the side. He felt like he was suddenly kicked when walking down the road and scolded for looking like a single dog.

It was harmonious inside the room, and Meng Huan fed Lin Bozhou the porridge one mouthful at a time.

Shan Xing suddenly came in through the door.

“Your Highness, the opera troupe we invited is set up and will start singing this afternoon. Your Highness doesn’t have to attend the court today. How about going there to listen?”

“The opera troupe?” Meng Huan turned over.

“Yes. His Highness considered that Princess would get bored staying in the prince’s residence, so he looked for an opera troupe to sing a song and relieve boredom.”

Meng Huan’s hands and feet suddenly went cold.

He did not expect the plot to come so quickly.

—The original shou could escape then because someone in the opera troupe helped him. He put on the opera actor’s clothes, followed the opera troupe out of the prince’s residence after performing, and began to escape.

Meanwhile, Lin Bozhou was an upright and traditional person who didn’t visit prostitutes or listen to music in the brothel. Furthermore, he kept no actors or actresses, only letting his subordinates keep some in the manor outside. He was far from these frivolous things.

The only time he gave in to pleasure and frivolity was to invite the opera troupe, but in return, the only thing he got was the original shou escaping on a horse.

Meng Huan’s mood suddenly turned low.

Lin Bozhou still asked in his ear, his voice gentle and fixated.

“Huan Huan, do you like it?”

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