That night… No! No way?
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Lin Bozhou seemed to have come here just to see Meng Huan before going to bed, intending to leave once he saw him.
But before the man was out of the door, he stopped and asked, “Huan Huan, this husband has downtime in a couple days. Do you want to go visit the hunting ground?”
“The hunting ground?” Meng Huan repeated.
The hunting ground with many horses, cattle, sheep, small deer, and roe deer where hunters wander around to hunt with bows and arrows?
This improved Meng Huan’s mood sharply. Before he could nod, Lin Bozhou smiled and asked, “You caught fish by yourself in the compound today?”
Meng Huan licked his lips. “Your Royal Highness knows about it too?”
“Yes.” Lin Bozhou spoke in a low, throaty voice. “If Huan Huan feels bored in the compound, this husband will take you out to play. Sounds good?”
There was a touch of flirting in his voice.
Meng Huan dazedly murmured a yes.
After that, Lin Bozhou seemed to be on his way to sleep. He raised his hand to lift open the curtain. The eunuch immediately lit the lantern for him, and their figures disappeared outside the yard.
Dazed, Meng Huan stayed where he was standing. Only when the chilly night breeze blew against him did it finally dawn on him that Lin Bozhou would be taking him out to play.
To make up for the unhappiness during his outing the other day?
The man seemed to be alright to him.
Somehow, Shan Xing’s words from this afternoon flooded into his mind, and the strange feeling from when he left the bedchamber that day also began to return. Meng Huan was the type of person who got muddled and couldn’t remember anything when he was drunk. Before, when he went out with his friends, they said he would smash the table with his head when drunk, scaring them quite badly.
Meng Huan scratched his head and began to ponder. Was he really the one who was drugged?
If he had been drugged, then who could have drugged him? The only person with aphrodisiacs in the restaurant was Xu Ruolin. But wasn’t Xu Ruolin a friend of the original host? Why would he drug him?
Moreover, for what reason would Xu Ruolin drug him?
“…”
Meng Huan braced his head, beginning to feel a headache.
He hated this scheming world with people who harmed others for their own benefit.
As he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, he kept thinking about it. Just before he drifted off to sleep, a scene flashed through his dazed mind.
He seemed to have seen a carriage with gold inlaid on the wheels and silver braids on the saddle. He stood in front of the carriage with his hands on his hips and exclaimed, “Wow, it’s so beautiful…”
Then, in the next scene, he was already in the carriage.
The man inside had a warm yet cold sandalwood fragrance that emanated from his clothes, giving him a distant and indifferent aura. His crimson official robe was embroidered with complex and colorful patterns of a dragon, giving off a powerful presence that made him look very high and mighty, as well as untouchable.
If this were Meng Huan from any other day, he would have immediately associated Lin Bozhou wearing his official outfit with the scene of him ruling court with an iron first and killing people like flies. It would make Meng Huan stay very far away.
But in this scene, he was sitting in the man’s arms, looking up at him. The distance was so intimate that their noses were nearly touching. Just looking at their positions, he could recall the cool exhale on the tip of his nose.
“Hubby…” The voice was unbelievably sweet.
Meng Huan’s heart trembled as he turned sideways, feeling himself kiss those lips. Lin Bozhou’s lips were frigid, and his icy gaze had the intention of pushing him away.
But Meng Huan pressed himself into the embrace firmly, forcibly pressing closer and scratching him harshly before kissing the man’s lips again. The action was so rough that Lin Bozhou let out a soft sigh. With slightly reddened lips, Lin Bozhou looked very attractive.
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Meng Huan rubbed his head desperately in an attempt to dispel this illogical scene. As his head swam and swayed, a new scene that was even more outrageous appeared.
The Lin Bozhou he dreamed of that day, who was like a cluster of damp grey mist, hugged him like fog and gazed down at him.
He asked, “Where?”
Meng Huan grabbed him by the shoulders and, while in his arms, whispered, “Inside.”
After getting approval, he saw Lin Bozhou’s slender fingers run through his hair, and his shoulders shifted as his fingers slowly thrust forward. Then, from inside his body, came the pain that sent chills down his spine.
Cold sweat covered his back and ran down his forehead as Meng Huan seemed to become conscious of what had happened.
…No way.
But this time, his inner voice of denial was less certain than before. Because everything was so very familiar, the memories pressing in his brain surged out once more, clear and real.
Meng Huan rubbed his head desperately.
His incessant gestures made his hair slightly disheveled and tangled.
He showed an expression of confusion mixed with shame.
–
Before the day of the hunt with Lin Bozhou, Meng Huan was relocated from his courtyard to the main palace for the main consort and then underwent a series of tedious activities before finally completing the ceremony.
The day off was bright and sunny. There was some distance between the inner city of the capital and the outer city. Thus, in the early morning, the atmosphere in the compound was unusually relaxed and cheerful.
When Meng Huan reached the entrance, he saw Shan Xing standing lazily in light outdoor wear with a bow and arrows on his back.
When he saw Meng Huan, he greeted him, “Greetings to the Royal Consort.”
Meng Huan asked, “You are coming to hunt as well?”
“Of course. Not only this humble one, but there will be many others joining.”
Meng Huan surveyed the surroundings, and sure enough, on this simple outing for Lin Bozhou, the size of the entourage was quite frightening. The servants who were responsible for his food, clothing, and accommodation; the guards who were responsible for his safety; the guest scholars who were responsible for reading poems and painting art for his amusement—a large group of people were ready and waiting.
Truly a display worthy of a man with authority.
During Meng Huan’s moment of bafflement, he noticed the black bow on Shan Xing’s back. “Are you going to use that?”
Shan Xing gave a simple answer. “This is for His Royal Highness to use.”
“If that is for him, then why are you carrying—” As Meng Huan wondered, he nodded to himself. Oh, he forgot about the damn hierarchy again.
“His Royal Highness is a wolf raised in the northern prairie. Because of his years of dealing with many civil ministers in the imperial court, His Royal Highness appears more scholarly. But when His Royal Highness was still the heir of Guzhou’s noble house, he would often bring hunting dogs into the jungle to hunt, and his arrows never missed.” Shan Xing then beamed at Meng Huan. “The Royal Consort can witness His Royal Highness’s archery later. You will definitely be enchanted by him.”
“…” Is he really that amazing?
As they chatted, a voice came from behind. “Your Royal Highness has arrived.”
Meng Huan wanted to turn around, but a hand gently rested on his shoulder.
A tall shadow, accompanied by a light voice, fell beside him. “Alright, at ease.”
Meng Huan looked back to see Lin Bozhou, who was no longer in his original plain clothes but in a clean and simple traveling outfit with leather braces around his wrists and leather armor on his shoulders. His hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, looking slightly more fearless and dangerous as compared to his previous elegant appearance.
Meng Huan was inexplicably stumped for words.
It was written that the true pinnacle of power was to have both political and military might; those who excelled solely in politics could only be advisors, and those who excelled solely in the military could only be generals. Lin Bozhou, who could control the imperial court of ministers and lead the army against enemies, was the perfect and most qualified ruler.
For example, in the book, when he sent an expedition to punish the original host, who was raising an army in the Jianzhou Guard, he led the troops himself.
Meng Huan thought that, thankfully, he didn’t take the route of assassinating Lin Bozhou.
He figured he would have his dagger snatched away before he could even land a blow and be the one dead on the ground.
Thinking of this, he sighed.
—What use do I have?
“Is everyone here?” Lin Bozhou said, “If so, let’s get going.”
Chen An replied, “Your Royal Highness, Minister Luo has not arrived yet.”
Lin Bozhou raised his eyes and frowned impatiently. The moment he was about to reprimand the tardy individual, several figures arrived, leading a pale white steed while sweating profoundly.
The young man at the head was standing tall and straight, having the bright and unruly aura of a martial artist. He held the horse whip tightly, and his forehead was dripping with sweat when he approached Lin Bozhou, saying, “Greetings to Your Royal Highness.”
Meng Huan recognized the man.
This was the son of the commander of the capital army, Luo Juan, whom he met the night he transmigrated. This man inherited a military position among the brocade-clad guard at a young age—and, well, he was now responsible for leading Lin Bozhou’s horse.
Luo Juan patted the horse's butt beside him and said, “A precious Ferghana horse directly from the Imperial Stables, and the most sturdy one. Sigh, it sure is hot today. It worked a sweat out of this humble subject.”
Lin Bozhou consoled perfunctorily, “Why not ride the horse here then?”
“Nevermind.” Luo Juan said, “My father will scold me for being unruly.” His gaze drifted to Meng Huan, and he raised his hands. “Greetings to the Royal Consort.”
“…”
Not knowing why, at the sight of the buff man, Meng Huan’s social anxiety began to act up.
Then, subconsciously, he took a step to hide behind Lin Bozhou.
Poking his head out, he looked at a loss, unsure of what to say.
Lin Bozhou smiled slightly at the corner of his lips, blocked out the big man with his hand, and changed the subject. “Huan Huan, look. What do you think of this horse?”
Horses are an important part of the cavalry. They are considered military supplies and are equal to weapons of war on the battlefield. Lin Bozhou sounded like a gamer who just achieved a great victory in a match and naturally sent a screenshot of the achievement to his boyfriend.
Meng Huan looked at the horse, which was white with a slight pinkish tinge. Likely because of the exercise it had done just now, its blood vessels were visible, and the bright color of blood exuded faintly from under its pale skin. Its muscles were clearly defined, its shoulders stood taller than an adult male, and its posture was masculine.
Luo Juan began to introduce the horse, rambling off, “This is a tribute from Chach. A pure-blood Ferghana horse, one of only five in the whole capital. It can leap several feet high and its height at the withers—”
Meng Huan said from the bottom of his heart, “So cute.”
“?”
Luo Juan’s words came to a halt.
This being Meng Huan’s first time seeing a horse, he looked it up and down and had the urge to stroke its coat, but the fear of getting kicked stopped him. He turned to Lin Bozhou with his crystal-clear eyes. “This horse is very cute!”
Luo Juan, “???”
What he wanted to say was, Hold on, Royal Consort; we usually call horses our partners.
They were members of their group on the battlefield.
Please do not tarnish our soldiers with the word ‘cute’—
Lin Bozhou’s eyes darkened slightly as he lowered his head, and the corners of his lips raised inexplicably. Giving up, he said resignedly to himself, “Alright, cute it is, then…”
Not catching the exchange between the two, Meng Huan babbled excitedly, “Can I pet it?”
“Yes.”
Meng Huan reached out tentatively and immediately took it back, hesitating. “Will it kick me?”
With a hoof that big, couldn’t it end my life with one single kick?
“Maybe,” Lin Bozhou answered in a low voice. “Intelligent horses are often violent and can’t be tamed easily.”
“Oh.”
Meng Huan glumly put his hand down. “Then it is best if I—”
Before he could say, ‘don’t touch it’, Lin Bozhou had taken a step forward. With his defined fingers, he took the reins and pulled the horse’s head to the side. Anyone could tell how noble and handsome this horse was, but after being pulled by the man, it appeared unusually docile as it trotted in place.
“This Regent often took this horse to hunt during the spring outing, taming it, so it recognizes this Regent.” Lin Bozhou spoke very calmly, as if talking about a small matter. “Huan Huan, come here; this Regent will keep the horse steady for you.”
Meng Huan was stunned in place.
His sense of hierarchy was much weaker than that of the people here, but when he sensed the atmosphere around him stiffen, he could somewhat understand that Lin Bozhou holding the horse for him was a matter of giving him face, like a smoke signal from ancestral tombs.
Meng Huan licked his lips. “I don’t think I should…”
“Come here.” Lin Bozhou didn’t care in the least.
Meng Huan approached nervously. Then Lin Bozhou seized his hand and moved towards the handsome horse’s forehead.
Lin Bozhou’s hand was not as cold as before; in fact, it was burning slightly. His hand curved around Meng Huan’s fingertips, protectively folding them in his palm, as he slowly placed Meng Huan’s hand on the horse’s head.
The thick mane felt rough against his skin.
But what was even clearer was the heat on the back of his hand, which penetrated through his skin and into the marrow of his bones. Meng Huan felt as if his whole hand was electrified, turning it soft, making it numb, and sapping the strength in it.
Lin Bozhou leaned closer behind him and asked in his pleasant voice, “Do you like it?”
The kind of deep voice that came with a slight vibration in the chest hit his eardrums and caused Meng Huan’s back to stiffen. Somehow, the scene he had seen in his dream that night resurfaced.
…Inexplicably, the tip of his heart seemed to shrink until it was very small, making him feel incredibly ill at ease.
Meng Huan stared at the horse with flushed cheeks.
Lin Bozhou looked pleased by his reaction.
Behind them, Luo Juan frowned and bumped Shan Xing beside him. “Do you see that?”
Shan Xing replied, “I sure do.”
“How long has His Royal Highness had this problem?”
Shan Xing rubbed his chin. “Quite a while.”
“Tsk.” Luo Juan furrowed his handsome brow. “I really can’t stand these lovey-dovey things.”
Shan Xing smiled, looking somewhat emotional. “It is still a good thing.”
Their Royal Highness seemed to have a little humanity.
Luo Juan tidied up and said, “Let’s go and continue watching how His Royal Highness indulges his wife.”
The author has something to say:
Huan-bao: I really hate unrestrained men who send out electric signals at will ()
Huan-huan, your job is clearly to be lovely!!! You’re doing great honey!
He’s spectacular at it!! ><
Hahahahaha
It’s all so sweet!! ٩(๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑)۶ Ooh and also, why did Xu Rolin drug Meng Huang? He whispered something into Lang (I forgot the name)’s ear; I wonder what that was.
Huan-bao, you’re that person with natural flirt
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War horse, I’m strong, proud and swift. Meets Royal Consort. I’m cute like a kitten, miao… Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🐎
Hahaha
If he’s never seen a horse before (so sweet, calling it cute!) then he probably doesn’t know how to ride and will need help, especially if his new memories make him worried about the carriage ride ☺️.
Looking forward to Luo Juan eating dog food until he is disgusted! Then giving up hope of rescue and trying to hypnotize himself that dogfood is tasty!
THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR BEING AWESOME!!!
It is very tasty, though 😂
Lin Bozhou is on his way to melt huan huan’s heart 😌
Thank You for the new chapter (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
With this whole outing in the outside, I was reminded that ML has that blindfold(? Half see-through?) on because of his damaged eyes. Basically sunglasses, but make it edgy 😂
Isn’t they’re aming for MH to seduce LB and assassinate him? Maybe they’re thinking that they will succeed if tgey push MH. They are not good friends at all even if it’s the oG Meng Huan is in this MH place.
Looks like there’ll be a lotta dog food for this hunting trip.
Thanks for the chapter!
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