Being done the second time.
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Meng Huan was relieved to see the man’s lips curve.
“Everything is fine once you smile.”
The atmosphere finally stopped being so awkward as everyone finally went back to having a great time on the outing.
Meng Huan decided to think of a few more jokes to brighten Lin Bozhou’s negative mood in the future.
The carriage and horses resumed their journey. In the distance, they could see the view of the forest. There were many people standing at the wooden gate, waiting for Lin Bozhou’s arrival.
It seemed that these people on standby were soldiers, both young and old, all of whom were brave and strong. When they saw Lin Bozhou, they raised and cupped their fists in salute before joining the man on the hunting trip.
Lin Bozhou got on the pure-white horse, mounting it in a smooth and sharp manner.
“His Royal Highness looks so valiant and formidable.”
Shan Xing’s compliment suddenly entered Meng Huan’s ears.
“…”
Meng Huan turned to look at him.
Shan Xing beamed. “Royal Consort, wouldn’t you say so?”
His tone sounded like he was trying to brainwash and influence Meng Huan.
Meng Huan did not chime in. Turning his head, he focused on a deer in the paddock. It was snow-white and had four hooves the color of snow. This was the most beautiful deer he had ever seen.
It even reminded him of Princess Yao Yao.
The small deer was jumping up and down through the grass. It was a pity that it was the target of this hunt.
Driven away by people, the deer ran towards the depths of the forest. Meng Huan saw Lin Bozhou draw an arrow from the quiver in a smooth motion, pull it back on the bow, take a very short time to aim, and fire the arrow, sending it flying straight into the deer’s neck. Soon, the deer twitched a few times before dropping to the ground.
Someone carried the deer over, showcasing the clean hit. The arrow had missed the bone, and from the look of it, anyone could see the strength of the archer from how deadly the shot was.
Overwhelmed by the thrill, Meng Huan became speechless, only able to squeeze out one word of praise. “Amazing.”
Shan Xing was all smiles. “They said that His Royal Highness is very charming on horseback~”
Meng Huan turned and gave him a complicated look.
He swallowed back the question, ‘Do you have a man crush on Lin Bozhou?’.
Lin Bozhou reined in his restless horse, narrowed his eyes, and focused on the hunting ground. Now that the deer he shot had been taken away, he began to search for his new target.
Pa! With a crack of his whip, the horse galloped through the field.
As he gradually picked up speed, several horses galloped at the same time. Meng Huan stood up straight away, put his hands on the wooden fence, and exclaimed excitedly, “Holy fuck!”
Cavalry!!!
The cavalry, armed with bows and crossbows, could drive the victory of war from the north to the southernmost end of the country like a fierce gale!
Sweeping! Everything! Before! Them!
They were invincible and the toughest of all soldiers.
Although Meng Huan wasn’t well trained in military matters, he had watched many blood-pumping shows. Spurred on by the galloping horses, he turned towards Shan Xing and asked, stumbling on his words from the excitement, “Ca-Can I ri-ride one?!”
Shan Xing pointed out warmly, “The Royal Consort will definitely fall off.”
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—Then be trampled to death by the horse.
“…”
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Meng Huan’s blood boiled as he watched.
Then it occurred to him that the desire to kill was very strong in Lin Bozhou.
When he was in Guzhou, the northern vassal state, he often went hunting on horseback with a large number of attendants behind him, and he would often kill disobedient prey with a single arrow.
The same was true in court. He treated the disobedient ministers with a gentle expression but with an ice-cold heart, beheading them like animals.
When Lin Bozhou ran out of arrows in his quiver, Luo Juan galloped tirelessly up from behind to hand him a quiver with more arrows.
Clenching and reining in the restless horse, he moved his gaze and calmly searched for any fish escaping from the net.
This scene inexplicably reminded Meng Huan of the huge investigation Lin Bozhou organized in the original story. At that time, to dispose of a clique, he jailed their nine relations, killing more than thirty thousand people in one go, with his victims’ heads piled up high in a mountain at the marketplace and their blood filling the city moat.
During that time, hundreds of households in the capital locked their doors, and the corpses were too many to be disposed of, rotting and stinking to the point of starting a plague.
At that time, Lin Bozhou in the book also roamed the capital with these calm eyes, searching for any individual he missed like an evil spirit.
“…”
Meng Huan felt a chill go down his back as his previously boiling blood suddenly froze into ice.
Shan Xing’s eyes became solemn.
A shapeless aura of terror hovered over him, which was also the source of the court ministers’ fear and rebellion against Lin Bozhou.
Not long after, Lin Bozhou left the hunting grounds on his horse.
The hunt was over.
Lin Bozhou stopped under the sunshade shelter with slightly squinted eyes, as if to recompose his appearance.
As Meng Huan approached, he saw that the man was covered in sweat and emitting heat. At the same time, there was a very heavy, strong, and pungent scent of blood.
“Huan Huan came just at the right time.” Lin Bozhou lowered his head, removed his gloves, and tossed them on the table, revealing his slender fingers. “I will go soak in the hot spring pool later to wash away the sweat. Would Huan Huan like to come?”
Meng Huan was still in a startled state due to the man. Stunned, he said, “…Yes, I will go.”
After the hunt, Lin Bozhou seemed to be in a good mood. He took Meng Huan’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”
His hand was also very hot as the skin roughened by the bow rubbed against Meng Huan’s softer one, causing a slight pain on the back of his hand.
Meng Huan could not resist raising his head to take another look at Lin Bozhou.
As if to confirm something.
…However, when it came to Lin Bozhou, he couldn’t see anything clearly.
Meng Huan lowered his head again.
The hot spring pool, located in the garden of the imperial villa, had a quiet and secluded atmosphere. It was surrounded by a bamboo forest and was directly reachable via a small path.
A faint white steam rose from the surface of the pool, and folding screens placed around it provided cover. Lin Bozhou removed his clothes and entered the water.
Meng Huan sat down on a cushion beside him, picked up a water ladle, scooped up water from the pool, and poured it over Lin Bozhou’s shoulder.
Great, he had to play the role of the sweet little wife again.
Curse it!
“This husband heard from Shan Xing that Huan Huan also wants to ride a horse?” Lin Bozhou turned sideways to look at him with dark eyes and led the conversation. “There is a horse range beside the hunting ground. Later, we’ll go there, and this husband will teach Huan Huan to ride. Sounds good?”
“…”
When he thought of the way Lin Bozhou killed his prey on the horse and then his own childish style of horseback riding, Meng Huan pursed his lips in gloom instantly.
But it was necessary to learn how to ride horses because this was the means of transportation in this time period, just like getting a driver’s license. If he were to escape in the future and bring a horse, Lin Bozhou wouldn’t be able to catch him.
Meng Huan had willingness written all over his face. “I’ll be counting on Husband, then.”
As he spoke, he felt a warm breath by his ear.
After the strenuous exercise earlier, Lin Bozhou was somewhat stimulated. He lifted his jaw as his Adam’s apple bobbed. Approaching the tip of Meng Huan’s nose, Lin Bozhou murmured, “Darling Huan Huan…”
The hot water washed over his body. His whole body exuded heat.
…As if he was in heat.
A low, enchanting voice.
Meng Huan jerked his head up.
Damn it!
How could he forget the Haitang setting in this book?
As soon as Lin Bozhou took off his clothes, the probability of his heat increased geometrically!
Meng Huan wanted to step back, but his wrist had already been seized.
“Huan Huan, in these past few days, have you thought about what happened that night?” Lin Bozhou whispered in a low, teasing voice.
Meng Huan knew what the other man was asking, but he showed hesitation. “Which night?”
“The night we made love.”
The back of Meng Huan’s ears began to burn as his fingers trembled.
“This husband has been thinking about that night this whole time,” Lin Bozhou said, as if he were begging for love from Meng Huan. “Has Huan Huan never thought about it? This husband really enjoyed that night and wants to perform the act of husband and wife once more. It was just that Huan Huan seemed so angry the last few days that this husband never mentioned it.”
His tone was calm and collected.
…If they had not done it once, Meng Huan would faithfully be defending his chastity with his life right now. But they had already slept together once, so his brain was not processing properly. He kept thinking that being intimate again… wouldn’t be a problem, right?
What’s more… The strangest part was that he didn’t have a violent psychological rejection of anything that was coming ahead.
As he wondered about how he should react, Lin Bozhou’s breath had already landed on his lips.
He seemed to have wanted to ask this question for a long time but was only doing so now. “Can I?”
He reached over with his hand, which was actually a little cold, and touched Meng Huan’s jaw. He gently rubbed his soft lips as heat rose like flames.
“Can this husband sleep with Huan Huan?” His last word sounded hoarse, as if from the heat.
“…”
Meng Huan’s back tensed as he smelled the faint scent of blood. Logically speaking, he should be fearful, but maybe because of the gosh-darn high compatibility of their bodies, he actually… wasn’t against it.
Meng Huan was really at a loss, with only one single thought in his mind.
Oh no.
He was about to get fucked.
Except this time, he was clear-headed.
Without saying a word, he lowered his head. Lin Bozhou seemed to chuckle, knowing his answer, then he pressed his lips tightly against him, sticking firmly like mist.
…The touch was exactly the same as Meng Huan had dreamed of a few days ago.
The ladle in his hand fell into the water as his shoulders gradually lost their strength. An arm hooked around his back, pulling him into the man’s embrace.
…It didn’t take long for Lin Bozhou to get into this, as he was rushing even more than Meng Huan.
As someone who hadn’t been intimate with anyone for twenty-six years, the night he finally touched Meng Huan and got a taste—as someone who had tasted the forbidden fruit and felt pleasure for the first time—it was normal for him to constantly savor this flavor.
His lips burned against Meng Huan’s as a small tremble rose up from within his chest.
Meng Huan closed his eyes and clenched his fingers. The other man pried open his lips as the tip of his tongue skillfully entered and curled inside, unfamiliar yet familiar.
…As Meng Huan’s mind went blank, he could hear the wet smacking sound between their lips. Then it dawned on him—he was kissing Lin Bozhou right now.
It was a weird feeling.
Lin Bozhou gathered around him like a cold and wet fog. Meng Huan couldn’t see the man clearly, but he was clearly becoming hotter after having been wrapped by him.
A numbing sensation rose from the tip of his tongue to his brain. Turning boneless, he couldn’t control his falling body. Hearing a splash as he entered the spring, he was drenched by the warm water and held more closely in Lin Bozhou’s arms.
“Does Huan Huan remember that night now?”
While they were kissing, the man asked him this with a deep voice.
Meng Huan only felt at a loss. The answer seemed unimportant to their current development. Turning from a college student into a married man with a husband he had no feelings for and then into an adult with a sex life—this step seemed only logical in Meng Huan’s mind.
…Sobs, I’ve been corrupted.
I’ve become a bad boy. QWQ
He had indulged in carnal desire before understanding what love felt like.
Meng Huan let out a cry in his heart when the man’s low and patient voice rang in his ear. “Huan Huan, will you turn around?”
“…”
Meng Huan had a vague idea of what was to come. He turned around in the water, and Lin Bozhou placed his seemingly slender and gentle but actually powerful and controlling hands on his waist.
…
The folding screens blocked the view.
But just a short distance away, there were attendants standing from the very beginning.
During this time, they lowered their heads and quietly withdrew from the bamboo forest.
The water rippled outward one layer after another with the rising sound of water, and the fog seemed even thicker.
Meng Huan’s pale fingers supported his forehead, hand tensed in a desperate attempt to cover his fully flushed face. His knees had become sore from being pushed against the stones.
He was like a little merman trapped on the shore, unable to dive into the water or walk up ashore, leaving him with the only option of waiting for the prince to pick him up.
…
Lin Bozhou’s delighted chuckle came from behind.
Carrying a tone that was hard to ignore.
…
…
…
The sky in the bamboo forest turned dark. After some time had passed, a voice sounded outside the folding screen.
“Your Royal Highness, Royal Consort.”
The author has something to say:
The clear-headed Huan Huan going through it again (covers head) (pained expression) (making the mistake that all men make): Oh no, I was seduced by the male fox demon again sniff sniff QAQ
Well it’s not clear if he enjoyed it… I do dislike an unwilling participant. S*x is meant to be fun and pleasurable
I think he’s still trying to figure out how he feels about development but otherwise enjoyed it. To me, it read like Meng Huan was interested in doing it but just didn’t want to say yes because then he’d feel stuck in the “sweet little wife” role. I think that’s what he actually has a problem with.
Yes… I see what you mean… He probably needs a bit more wooing… Though the whole peacock display of horse riding and hunting and being dressed in manly clothes was hilarious attempt at foreplay.
Tbh I don’t see how he was unwilling? Sure, he didn’t explicitly say “yes”, but his actions were pretty clear. He did not resist once. Even his thoughts were all about how he doesn’t want to resist. The only thing he seemed to be dissatisfied with, is that morally he doesn’t think it’s right to sleep with someone you don’t love.
Yeah I think that’s his main issue is that he believes in being in love with the person he sleeps with. That and he thinks Lin doesn’t like him. And he seems to be upset with that too.
Huan Huan, how embarrassed are you going to be now that you remember clearly!! XD
THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR BEING AWESOME!!
Thanks for the chapter!
Meng Huan saying he has become a bad boy! My heart! 😭💖
Huan Huan just embrace your married life already, lol. He is enjoying it yet conflicted about it.
Thank you for the update!!
If you look from the outside, his life is really consistent
Thank you for your translation 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
And the weird time has came :/ For me those illogical actions of MHA are author-sama’s excuses for papapa and development of their relationship, like ‘look, he wasn’t unwilling! It’s not r*pe!’, because people don’t work like this, but I’m won’t open psychology class today… I just think that author-sama stuck after writting previous chapters too realistic and wanted to get out of this situation :<
Thank You for the new chapter (⋈◍＞◡＜◍)。✧♡
It’s true that is very hard to write a good development in the situation like this, so I prefer if authors don’t lead to such circumstances… And I agree with some part of Your opinion! An love Your nick 😂
Oh why thank you for that splendid compliment good sir/ma’am tips top hat
Thanks for the chapter ❤️
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Our Meng Huan is going to make the original novel’s scholar Meng Huan look stupid for fighting it the whole time. Look how much violence might not happen just because a sweet little wife leaves husband happy and, hopefully, too worn out for mass beheadings.