Transmigrated as the Prince Regent's Cherished Runaway WifeChapter 29.1

Hubby is sick. (Part One)

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When Meng Huan’s hand was held, he felt a moment of disorientation as his palm grew hot.

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Wasn’t this happening a little too often?

Was Lin Bozhou so shameless now that he had finally tasted meat? CifIZA

Meng Huan allowed the man to lead him back. He was confused and kept feeling like something wasn’t right… Was Lin Bozhou’s sexual desire for him a little too strong?

As the sky approached dusk, a dark curtain fell from not far away. Servants began to light the lanterns, and one by one, dim lights emerged and illuminated the way from the temple to the country estate.

He surveyed the area curiously.

Lin Bozhou smiled. “What are you looking at?”

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“It’s so pretty. The fields here are so pretty.” Meng Huan replied.

It reminded Meng Huan of Lu Xun’s Village Opera.

The water shimmered in the breeze before the eyes. As if to bid welcome, the mountain approached. Upon a closer look, the mountains ahead were not moving: It was only an illusion from the passing of the boat.

When he thought of this, he was elated. Although others have a high level of literacy, they did not memorize Xun-ger’s works. zHuoaP

Lin Bozhou smiled at the sight of the youth glancing around. “Yes, it’s beautiful. There are also fireflies back at the country estate. We can bring the wine to the courtyard to drink, and Huan Huan can watch them to his heart’s content.”

As he said this, some light from the fireflies, like starlight, was reflected in his eyes, making them glow faintly.

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Somehow, it caused Meng Huan to slow down, sending his heart into a flutter.

Are we going to end up going at it as we watch the scenery in the courtyard? BRl Mv

“…”

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They came to a bridge, and a carriage was parked in front of it. An eunuch ran up, knelt on the ground and cried, “Your Majesty!”

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Lin Bozhou stopped and frowned.

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The eunuch’s head was covered with blood as he wailed, “Your Royal Highness, His Majesty… His Majesty wants to see you.”

Meng Huan felt at a loss. gB5G2U

“What happened?” Lin Bozhou asked.

The eunuch cried and said: “Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not feeling well. He said that someone poisoned him to kill His Majesty, so he asked the prince to go to the palace to make decisions immediately. The servant said…that His Majesty slept without a quilt last night… He was infected with the cold and had diarrhea, so His Majesty picked up a jade bottle and smashed the servant’s head… Let the servant invite the prince into the palace…”

Between his sobs, the eunuch said, “His Majesty’s body is unwell. His Majesty is convinced that someone poisoned him in an attempt to kill him and is asking Your Royal Highness to come make things right at the palace. This servant said… said His Majesty slept without a quilt last night… and hence caught a cold and had diarrhea. His Majesty picked up a jade bottle and smashed it against my head… and told me to get Your Royal Highness to the palace…”

“…” mN0dpj

Even Meng Huan found the whole thing baffling.

The Xuanhe Emperor was a very paranoid person. This was not the first time he mistook his illness for someone poisoning him. Meng Huan could even list a few instances.

From the eunuch’s description, it was clear that the Xuanhe Emperor had probably just caught a cold, but his paranoia was acting up again.

The eunuch cried so bitterly, tormented to death. His head was covered with blood, which he didn’t even wipe away on his way first to the Regent’s compound and then to the country estate. C9RDlj

After looking at the eunuch, Meng Huan turned to Lin Bozhou.

Lin Bozhou closed his eyes, and he could feel that all the relaxation he had just now was gone, and his whole body was completely cool, turning into a familiar calmness. His voice was calm: “My king is going now.”

Lin Bozhou closed his eyes. He could feel all of his relaxation from before slip away as the chill returned to his body, turning into the familiar unflustered state. He said in a mild tone, “This Regent will go right away.”

“Right away?” vnDMUi

Judging from the dark sky, it was already about six to seven o’clock in the evening.

“Your Majesty is worried. As a subject, it is my duty to go to appease Your Majesty overnight.” Lin Bozhou turned to Meng Huan with gentle eyes, “Huanhuan go back to rest first, and drink with my husband some other day, okay?”

“His Majesty is in an anxious state of mind, and it is this Regent’s duty as a subject to rush overnight to bring His Majesty peace.” Lin Bozhou turned to Meng Huan with a gentle gaze. “Huan Huan, please turn in for the night and accompany this husband for a drink another day, alright?”

The man needed to rush to attend political affairs, while Meng Huan didn’t care if they were drinking or not to begin with. Moreover… this could spare him the pain of being slept with tonight. c72dgQ

Meng Huan nodded. “Oh, that’s fine. Go quickly, Your Royal Highness.”

He had a considerate look.

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Lin Bozhou walked to the sedan chair and accepted the reins from the eunuch.

He climbed onto the horse and rode away, looking like a corporate slave who was suddenly called to work overtime after finally getting a day off. Dw7GZy

Meng Huan inexplicably thought of how Lin Bozhou got up for work at two in the morning every day.

“…”

Beat the workers with iron blood.

A corporate slave. QbPd3G

Just watching Lin Bozhou’s lifestyle tugged at his heartstrings.

After Lin Bozhou left, the scene fell into silence.

Afraid Meng Huan might feel lonely, Feng Zhi suggested, “This servant heard that there are courtesans in the country estate who can sing, dance, and play pipa. Royal Consort, why don’t we go back and watch them for amusement?”

“…” GXZrW1

I don’t know why, seeing Lin Bozhou rushing to deal with political affairs all night, while I can still watch the show leisurely, I always feel… guilty, after all, all my current enjoyment is earned by Lin Bozhou.

Not knowing why, after watching Lin Bozhou running back late at night to deal with political affairs while he got to enjoy some entertainment, he felt… guilt-ridden, since all of his enjoyment was earned by Lin Bozhou’s hard work.

Meng Huan shook his head and said, “Maybe later.”

He also felt a bit embarrassed, mindlessly taking advantage of the benefits brought by Lin Bozhou’s hard work. BkX9xd

On the way back to the country estate, he heard the sound of distant thunder.

Was it going to rain?

—Then Lin Bozhou, who was riding on horseback…

A thought flashed through his mind as he stopped dead in his tracks. rLTNPE

“Royal Consort, we must hurry and return. It’s about to rain!” Feng Zhi kept her pace steady with her hands already placed over her head. “You’ll catch a cold if you get caught in the rain.”

Meng Huan murmured out of the blue, “His Royal Highness—”

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He caught a glimpse of blue lightning lighting up the pale sky.

Will he get caught in the rain? QWXdJk

Who would hold an umbrella for him?

He gazed up at the gloomy and thunderous sky.


The translator has something to add:

Teo: This part was supposed to be longer, but some parts were removed because it was gone from the original draft. It’s pretty much, Meng Huan brought up a poem by Lu Xun and rambled off. Maybe the author found that it didn’t fit the story and removed it. Me also screaming because I put a great deal of time in trying to make sense of it, and Jelly is like, I don’t see it in jjwxc. GBwTYE

Edit: forgot to put part 1 in the setting.

Translator's Note

The original is an iron-blood worker. Looking at the context of the word being used, it sounded like someone working with blood, sweat, and tears.

Translator's Note

Elaborated more than what was in the original text. Specifically, didn’t want to mindlessly take advantage of the benefits while Lin Bozhou is working like a dog.

Translator's Note

Lu Xun (1881-1936), one of the earliest and best-known modern Chinese writers. Village Opera, an evocative tale that is reflected in the memory of the protagonist who, as a young Chinese boy, avidly wanted to fulfill his dream of watching an opera in a rural environment.

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  1. Being paranoid while you’re emperor is okay, because in most of the times it’s true what everyone wants to kill you

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  2. kinda sad that at such a young age the emperor has to live in constant state of paranoia, also hubby working so hard like a dog Q_Q

  3. Meng Huan is still not used to acting like a spoiled, entitled consort. Hopefully he never will, but he is cute when he’s a little spoiled.