Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

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In the last few days, Meng Huan followed Chen An to run errands, playing the role of a diligent nephew.

Late at night, not a sound could be heard.

Meng Huan had been lying in bed, but he tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep, so he got up and sat in the courtyard, propping his head up and feeling sleepy.

Nine to ten o’clock, a time which was somewhat awkward for him.

According to the previous routine, he and Lin Bozhou should be in the bed chamber, dismissing the attendants and enjoying the pleasure of sex wholeheartedly. If he wasn’t married, it seemed there was nothing to do, and he would fall asleep. But after getting married, he seemed to form a habit with Lin Bozhou. Every day at this time, his mood was more or less complex.

He and Lin Bozhou were newly married, affectionate, and still young. There was endless love and energy every day that could only be vented at this time every night.

Lin Bozhou’s psychological characteristic was of an old house on fire*, intensely wanting him. After not touching him for a few days, he was particularly vicious when touching him for the first time again, and he had to release all the energy of those days.

*When an elderly falls in love, it’s like an old house on fire, and there’s no way to save it.

Meng Huan’s body was accustomed to his desire.

In the past, without saying anything, Lin Bozhou would satisfy him.

But now, the couple hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and Meng Huan realized he would also want him.

“…… Ai.”

Meng Huan rubbed his brow with a bitter expression.

He didn’t expect that he, as an innocent high school male student, would one day degenerate to the point of sitting in the yard in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because he wanted to stick to his husband.

There was a movement at the door.

Chen An emerged with a yawn, holding a letter in his hand. “This is the list of those who will accompany us to the army this time. Can Nephew help run an errand and send it to the Changshi Division?”

His eyes were tired, and he looked exhausted. Meng Huan hastily extricated himself from his thoughts and took the letter. “Okay, I’ll deliver it.”

The work Chen An had asked him to do was generally a job of making his presence felt in front of the crowd.

This time, he was asked to run off, probably to meet someone as well.

It happened that Meng Huan couldn’t sleep, so doing a run to exude energy would be better.

A small grove was in the middle of the back and front residence. It took about a minute to walk, and the deserted courtyard next to it once held a sinful concubine, who later threw herself into a well and died. Meng Huan already felt it was full of eerieness when walking on this path during the day, and he was even more afraid at night.

Meng Huan was somewhat tense. Walking to the fork in the road, he saw a lantern-bearing eunuch standing smilingly and saying, “Please.”

“…… Huh?”

The eunuch didn’t say anything and walked toward the grove.

Meng Huan blinked, vaguely aware of something.

Not much farther, another tall figure stood in the dark night. In the dim light, the pattern of the sleeves of the clothes showed nobility, leaving an elongated pitch-black shadow.

His heart started beating hard inside his chest.

A voice reached the back of his throat, and he almost shouted but did not make a sound.

Meng Huan accelerated his steps and ran forward, instantly running into his arms. Raising his arms around his neck, the familiar scent of sandalwood instantly rushed into his nose, and warmth filled his chest cavity.

“Hus…… “ The mushy word was not finished.

His jaw was gently cupped. Hot, wet lips pressed up, and after licking his lips, they impatiently knocked into his teeth.

This was not the usual loving kiss.

Instead, it was the suppression of a few days with a violent raging desire, so dry that it burnt people. As soon as Lin Bozhou’s hand touched him, Meng Huan knew what he was thinking.

–Lin Bozhou also missed himself.

Aware of this, Meng Huan, who had never been so soft-hearted, felt his body and waist go soft and clenched his fingers. “Didn’t we agree not to look for me and hold back, as if I was not in the house for a few months?”

Lin Bozhou closed his eyes, and his voice was wet. “Couldn’t help it. Almost crazy from missing you.”

“……”

Lin Bozhou had always been very capable of enduring, whether it was hatred, anger, lust for profit, or even dignity–

He confronted others step by step, and a single mistake was a death sentence. But only in liking Meng Huan, Meng Huan wanted to tell him it was free and safe without any restrictions.

So Lin Bozhou’s love for him had never been restrained.

Meng Huan grabbed his clothes with clenched fingers, face red, wanting to speak but hesitated for a long time.

He pursed his lips and timidly uttered the words, “I am also……”

He also missed his husband and was going crazy at the thought.

Lips glued together again, and the atmosphere spiraled out of control.

Being kissed and teased so wantonly, the tip of his tongue lost sensation from the numbness, and his lips were red and swollen.

…… But Lin Bozhou apparently wanted more than that. He moved his lips to caress the side of Meng Huan’s ear, rolled the white ear beads into the tip of his tongue, and kissed them tangled, sucking them wet and red.

When he let go, Meng Huan was dizzy.

The man’s breathing was hoarse, swimming on the edge of a dangerous loss of control, his dark eyes looking down at him playfully, his voice provocative, teasing, and seductive.

“Huan Huan, want to do it?”

He licked his lips and seemed to think this was a good suggestion.

Meng Huan’s eyelashes trembled, and he raised the eyes with red-flushed tails, hardly believing his ears. “This is outside……”

“What’s wrong with outside?”

Lin Bozhou’s fingers pinched his jaw, rubbing it repeatedly to the point where the piece of skin flushed red and left fingerprints.

Reasons seemed to torture, hound, and criticize him constantly.

He closed his eyes. The temperature was hot, yet it seemed dank and uncomfortable.

“Not outside.”

Even if Lin Bozhou was being flirty, he should only do so in front of himself. If they were overtly seen disheveled outside, how would it be the same with the righteous education Lin Bozhou received?

Meng Huan bit his lips. “Not outside, of course.”

Lin Bozhou’s brow furrowed.

Unlike the nobility, calmness, and dignity when he saw Meng Huan on the first day in prison, he was now obviously agitated. He held Meng Huan in his arms again, unknowingly biting on his lips, locking the person tightly in his arms.

In the grove, the atmosphere was gloomy and terribly dark.

Lin Bozhou’s jaws rested on Meng Huan’s shoulders, pouring in his strength. The mood around him was damp and cold, like a person drenched in the rain while rushing on the journey, his nobility collapsing and looking wretched.

He held Meng Huan’s waist, hugged it tightly, and the restless thing under the clothes pressed against Meng Huan’s legs.

…… So hard to bear.

Meng Huan understood everything.

The love that Lin Bozhou did not need to restrain met with an unprecedented setback.

Meng Huan lowered his eyes, but his heart was inexplicably ashamed and soft.

He was accustomed to Lin Bozhou begging him for love that intertwined with complex feelings, containing Lin Bozhou’s passion.

A long while later.

Meng Huan’s white fingers curled slightly.

He seemed to run out of options, his ears flushing red, and whispered:

“I’ll help you.”