This Young Master ‘lost favor’.
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Meng Huan looked at the other man with nothing but adoration, as if he were very eager to sleep with him.
But he was betting on whether Lin Bozhou would really touch him or not.
In the book, Lin Bozhou’s arrogance was obvious to all. He once made the following statement:
“In this half a lifetime, this Regent is the best at breaking the most unyielding backbone, crushing the hardest white jade, dirtying and desiccating clear water, putting people who despise me the most on their knees, and making the most arrogant individuals yield. What this Regent won’t do is force others to like me.”
This was his arrogance. People deeply hated him, and he also deeply hated others on the inside. Only the strong ones were worthy of his attention, not the submissive ones.
Meng Huan, playing the submissive role, waited quietly after saying this. However, there was unspeakable tension running down his back as he locked eyes with Lin Bozhou.
The lights in Lin Bozhou’s eyes flickered like dark, heavy blood. After a while, he raised his finger and gently tapped the youth’s forehead. “Liar.”
“Huh?” Meng Huan’s head was tilted by the poke.
Lin Bozhou tapped him once more. “This Regent said ‘liar’.”
Meng Huan, “…”
This very low voice that brought small ripples had caused Meng Huan to freeze in place for a moment.
“Treating people like fools? Acting out a story?” Lin Bozhou gave scattered hints. “If you don’t want to serve this Regent in bed, then go back to sleep. Servants, bring a lamp.”
“…”
A servant entered and waited.
Knowing that Lin Bozhou was not going to bed him, Meng Huan suddenly felt at ease. However, even when all the tension was gone, a feeling of coldness lingered on his forehead where it was tapped, accompanied by an empty feeling that washed over his heart.
That ‘liar’ rang in his ears. Surprisingly, Lin Bozhou didn’t seem very angry but looked as if he simply lost interest.
But of course. Lin Bozhou only liked smart and benevolent people who cared for the greater good and possessed the ability to fight with him head-on. As a powerful individual, social climbers encircled him. So when there was an additional flattering mouth beside him, he would naturally be disinterested.
It seemed that the salted fish of not striving was still the most effective method. Meng Huan concluded.
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But…there was no way to charm Lin Bozhou like this.
As if stabbed in the heart by a soft knife, Meng Huan felt a little gloomy.
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“Scoundrel! Always so foul-mouthed!”
During their exciting discussion, they heard a clear and tender “I’m back!”
Turning around, they saw Meng Huan enter the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking very profound.
Calculating the time, it was not even that late into the night, and madam was already back. It was obvious that he was not successful at serving in bed. One of the maids dropped her melon seed shell. “Madam…”
Meng Huan also grabbed a handful of melon seeds. “What’s wrong?”
The maids exchanged looks with each other and asked, “Madam, you didn’t serve tonight either?”
Meng Huan chirped, “Yes!”
“……”
The maids’ expressions morphed into ones of shock.
In this era, feelings were not important. For couples, getting married was like opening a blind box; they were intimate before they could see the face under the quilt. Other masters taking concubines would thus sleep with them the night of the wedding, while madam had failed to serve His Royal Highness in bed even after taking his pants off twice!
That meant that not only was their madam not favored, but that His Royal Highness took issue with him and deliberately treated him coldly!
The maids put down their melon seeds and began to comfort. “Madam, don’t feel too sad. Perhaps because His Royal Highness recently had a relapse of his eye disease and is also busy with official business, he doesn’t have much interest…”
“It’s definitely not because madam’s sex appeal is declining.”
“That’s right. Madam is good-looking, knows what to say, and has a very likable character. Don’t be sad just because His Royal Highness is being cold to you for a moment…”
“?” Meng Huan defended, “I’m not sad.”
“Madam, no need to explain yourself. The maids here understand.” When one of the maids said that, one of them actually wiped her tears.
This was the sad thing about concubines in ancient times. They were dependent on men. If they could not gain favor, it was like the value of their lives could not be realized. Not being favored was like the sky falling.
Meng Huan tried to appease them. “I know His Royal Highness refuses to be intimate with me, but I can still eat and drink well. That’s good enough for me.”
“But…”
The maids looked at each other before continuing, “But if madam doesn’t get His Royal Highness’s favor and can’t conduct your duty as a concubine, it’ll be going against the obligations of your title. If this were to get out, you’d be made fun of!”
Help, these products of feudalism are scary!
“What’s there to make fun of?” Meng Huan said seriously, “That’s on them if they’re short-sighted. If you go to the yard to look at the stars in the sky, listen to the cicadas and frogs in the summer night, and feel the breeze rustling through the treetops, can you not feel how large the scope of life is? Other than caring for one’s family and working to live, are there not more interesting things out there?”
The maids, “……”
Knowing that there was no way to change their deep-rooted beliefs, Meng Huan walked into the side room and said, “I’m going to bed; you older sisters should as well.”
“Understood, madam.”
The maids returned to the side room one after another, leaving only one male servant on guard at the outer door.
After the courtyard was shrouded in silence, Meng Huan patted the quilt and prepared to sleep.
However, there seemed to be a remnant of chill on his forehead.
He remembered the way Lin Bozhou had gently tapped him on the forehead with a very elegant posture and a look of helplessness.
…Hot.
Meng Huan raised his hand and gently caressed his forehead where he had been touched.
His forehead could still feel slightly hot.
At the thought of Lin Bozhou’s body temperature, Meng Huan felt feverish as the heat began to climb uncontrollably.
He grumbled and rolled over, hiding his face under the quilt.
The high ‘physical compatibility’ is so annoying.
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In the next few days, Meng Huan saw no sign of Lin Bozhou.
At first, he thought it was because of the amazing power of letting everything rot. It was only after chatting with his maids that he learned Lin Bozhou had recovered from his eye illness and had returned to the cabinet to deal with affairs, resuming his previous busy schedule.
Now that he was back as the most powerful minister, standing above everyone, the atmosphere in the compound was unprecedentedly lively. The servants of Lin Bozhou were delighted. The more impressive their master was, the better off they would be.
Meng Huan thought, “Okay.”
On the flip side, when Lin Bozhou began to work, Meng Huan’s happy life as a widow also began. He giggled happily.
After painting in the courtyard all morning, Feng Zhi called him for lunch. He replied, “Coming”, before putting down his paintbrush and going inside for dinner. When he saw the dishes, he made a questioning sound. “Why are there only three dishes and one soup? At first there were thirty, then ten, and now it’s down to four?”
Feng Zhi’s face was bleak as she lamented, sighing, “Oh Madam.”
Hearing her sigh, it dawned on him what this was about. “Is it because I am not favored?”
“Correct.” Feng Zhi nodded. “The servants in this mansion are the best at providing different dishes for different people. The news of madam not serving His Royal Highness in bed that night has spread throughout the mansion. So everyone has become less enthusiastic about serving you and has begun to neglect you.”
Oh, so that’s how it is. Meng Huan sat down and felt very satisfied with the dishes in front of him. “No matter, four dishes are still enough.”
Feng Zhi smiled and said, “Madam is so easy to please.”
In fact, to tell the truth, it was not only the other servants in the mansion but also the eight servant girls and eight male servants assigned to the courtyard who were mistreating madam. Only Feng Zhi and her few close friends took care of Meng Huan with the same attitude.
Meng Huan asked her to join him for lunch, but before she could decline, a commotion sounded from outside the door.
“Is madam here?”
The voice was vaguely familiar. Meng Huan looked up in confusion with a chicken leg in his mouth and saw the figures of several maids and servants.
Xu Fanggu, whom Lin Bozhou had punished some time ago, stood at the door with a bright smile on her face. “Is madam enjoying his meal?”
Meng Huan uttered a sound of acknowledgement before dropping the chicken leg back into his bowl. Feng Zhi quickly got up and headed out of the courtyard, obviously looking for help, but was blocked.
“Where do you think you are going? Feng Zhi, have you emptied the chamber pot in the courtyard yet? Go empty it.”
Feng Zhi bowed her head and replied, “It was emptied this morning.”
“Really? So why does it stink here? Is it because you haven’t done your chores properly?” With that, Xu Fanggu tugged her by the collar and said, “Kneel down.”
The order contained an imposition.
The atmosphere shifted subtly.
Meng Huan did not look at the chicken leg again; instead, he looked at Xu Fanggu standing before him and realized something.
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Thank you for the update but I think you uploaded Chapter 13 over Chapter 1!
Hello, this is a common cache problem where the new chapter will replace chapter 1. Only solution is give it a little time 🙂
Haven’t learned a thing, have you you dumb girl? I doubt you’ll get off with a couple slaps this time.
Yeah, this time I’ll be coming at her with my fists! ✊✊✊ Hopefully Lin Bozhou will punish her, and maybe Meng Huan will have at her too!
Oh gosh… The stress of palace politics is so like office politics. The hardest is figuring out the relationships between the people.
Meng Huan, you’ll be forced to gain Lin Bozhou’s favor sooner or later, whether you like it or not XD
Thanks for the chapter!
God this Xu girl haven’t learned a lesson at all! Don’t u dare bully our huanhuan too hard! 😠
Let’s have a little problems for having sugar after it
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🤭 she takes two times to learn a lesson huh? Well with how kind ML has been thus far to our MC and how rude to her I see some backlash coming her way 😈
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