Transmigrated as the Prince Regent's Cherished Runaway WifeChapter 39

Relapse of eye illness. 

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The atmosphere was gloomy, tension building like an oncoming storm. It felt like rain coming over the hill, like wind growing strong enough to fill a whole tower.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Cui Huan wanted to explain himself, but before he could, he was suddenly slapped across the face. The force of the slap snapped his head to the side and brought him to his knees.

“Your Royal Highness, begging forgiveness!” Cui Han’s head spun and his ears rang as he looked at the face in front of him with alarm. vE0RKz

Lin Bozhou’s words were cold: “This slap is for your grandfather, to slap you, an ignorant thing! It’s just that you are naughty, and you have to take the princess with you. If there is any problem, I will definitely skin you alive.” .”

Lin Bozhou’s voice was ice-cold. “This slap is on behalf of your grandfather, to discipline you for being an uneducated and unskilled child! It was fine if you were stubborn and disobedient on your own, but you have to drag the Royal Consort down with you. If there is even a scratch on him, this Regent will skin you alive.”

This was a warning.

With Lin Bozhou’s shrewdness, it was immediately clear that Cui Han was trying to butter Meng Huan up to try to obtain something.

He was the young master of the family of the chief minister of the cabinet, but he received this slap because the prince protected Meng Huan. The slap made his back feel cold and his whole body became cold. But if he hadn’t been the grandson of Mr. Cui Ge, he might have received either a slap or a knife.

He was the Young Master of the family of the cabinet head, but he was slapped in the face because his Royal Highness was protective of Meng Huan, turning his whole body cold. However, if he wasn’t the grandson of a senior cabinet member, it might not have been a slap that he got, but a stab.

Half of Cui Han’s face was deep red. With eyes at a loss, he kept bowing, “…Your Royal Highness’s punishment is deserved.”

Lin Bozhou held Meng Huan’s hands tightly, lowered his eyes and finally sent out a word, “Scram.” EGUzy6

Cui Han looked as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water as he left the compound in a state of shock and despair.

He got into the carriage and returned to the outside of Cui Mansion. A slender and tall figure was leaning at the end of the alley. The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with braids on his forehead, a crossbow in his hand, thick calluses on his fingertips, and extremely sharp eyes, reminiscent of a goshawk in the wilderness.

He got into the carriage and returned to the Cui compound. At the end of the street, a tall, slender figure leaned against a wall. The youngster was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with braids at his forehead and a crossbow in his hands. His fingers were thickly calloused and eyes sharp, reminiscent of the eagle in the wilderness.

The youngster ridiculed without missing a beat, “Little Young Master, whose beating did you receive this time?” 9bKIxv

Cui Han clenched his teeth. Gone was the silly smile he used in front of Meng Huan. His dark eyes were bloodshot and sinister, almost looking like blood was dripping out from them. “Echul! How is this any of your business! Are you here to make fun of me again!”

“I’m not kidding you. The eldest young master told me that not only will nothing happen if you go here, but you may also arouse Lin Bozhou’s vigilance.” He clapped his hands, “As expected, it’s good to hear it.”

“I’m not here to make fun of you. The Elder Young Master told me that not only would you not be able to gain anything on this trip, but you might even draw Lin Bozhou’s suspicion as well.” Echul clapped his hands. “And sure enough, that’s what happened. I’m happy to hear it.”

As soon as he said that, an enraged Cui Han stepped forward and pulled Echul’s hair, banging his head against the wall and making a bloody mess. gV574s

Echul didn’t fight back, only looking at the other person with contempt.

Cui Han let go. “You are just a hostage prince from Jurchen, how dare you speak to this Young Master with this kind of language, huh?!!!” He began to roar, venting out the wrongs he suffered from Lin Bozhou.

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Echul was silent for a long time, before shaking his head and suggesting, “It is best for Little Young Master to continue indulging in alcohol and sex, instead of interfering with the government affairs.”

In return, he received another hard punch from Cui Han. Kf1RlX

But how could the Young Master’s frail strength even hope to tickle the body of a nomad. Echul smiled, calm and unruffled as he watched Chi Han’s insanity.

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In the Prince Regent’s compound, Meng Huan let Lin Bozhou hold his hand as they returned to the bedchamber.

In the past, Lin Bozhou was the only one bathing after he returned on a carriage after a hard day’s work, while Meng Huan just stayed by his side and chatted. However, this time, Lin Bozhou’s tone was merciless. “Strip.” J7o8ta

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“…”

Meng Huan’s body was stained with the fishy and sour water plants in the pond, and his hair was smelly. He took off his clothes and got into the pond, and found himself face to face with Lin Bozhou naked, with his chin resting on the edge of the pond, and a layer of redness that could not be concealed behind his ears. .

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His hair was gathered up by Lin Bozhou, who carefully washed it. Meng Huan couldn’t resist looking back. He could see the man’s slightly downcast eyes, seemingly calm and relaxed. vHcyeL

Then he thought of the slap the man gave Cui Han.

Lin Bozhou never seemed to take his emotions out on him.

After some thought, he asked, “Why was Your Royal Highness so angry earlier?”

“Cui Han?” WI4UmL

Meng Huan made an acknowledging sound, wanting to turn around to look at the other person, but his shoulders were pressed into stillness by large, cold hands.

Lin Bozhou’s gaze was very indifferent, marking his back inch by inch, and he stroked his fingertips slowly, as if stroking the white and smooth silk, “Huanhuan needs to know that most people who take the initiative to approach you actually have evil intentions.”

Lin Bozhou’s light gaze was burning holes on Meng Huan’s back inch by inch as his fingers slowly stroked the skin there, like he was touching smooth, pale silk. “Huan Huan should know that most people who approach you of their own accord are usually without good intentions.”

Lin Bozhou’s authority overturned all levels of society, from the imperial court to the ordinary people. Meng Huan was his wife, so they were like one entity. Lin Bozhou’s shortcomings may not be easy to pinpoint, but Meng Huan was Lin Bozhou’s genuine weakness. BsAiYG

Many high-ranking officials fell because of their wives and children.

Meng Huan had just let out an oh when he noticed Lin Bozhou’s hand on his waist. “Huan Huan, why did you not come greet this husband at the gate today?”

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At that time, Meng Huan was happily splashing around in the pond, not even thinking about keeping his guard up. Just as he began saying, “I lost track of time…”

He felt something hot press against his back. ST3syC

With his movements covered by the sound of moving water, Lin Bozhou had gotten very close to Meng Huan without him knowing. He wrapped an arm around Meng Huan’s shoulders and pulled him close, kissing his ear until he got sick of it, then smiling and saying, “Then make it up to this husband, alright?”

–

Lying on the bed, Meng Huan idly touched his pale belly. It was empty and cold underneath the blankets beside him. Lin Bozhou was reading and writing letters in the study. Through the thin door frame, Meng Huan could clearly see the slender figure sitting facing him.

In boredom, Meng Huan began to get up. The arms he used to prop himself up were sore, and there was a bone deep ache in his shoulders… probably the result of their earlier bedroom activity. S k28u

A thought flashed through his mind, and he stilled as his brain went blank, not knowing why he thought of it—

…Only the soreness in his body could prove that Lin Bozhou once embraced him. At other times, the man didn’t belong to him at all.

Meng Huan sat against the headboard and lowered his eyes, inexplicably dazed for a moment.

Although he and Lin Bozhou had an intimate relationship, there had been no romantic progression, only the ease with which they became familiar with each other after their marriage had improved, and it always seemed to him that…they were moving too fast. itsNDP

Then a thought came out of nowhere.

Were all ancient couples like this? There was no process of falling in love, only being introduced by the matchmaker and sleeping together once after beating drums and blowing trumpets, then the two would stay together until their hair turned gray?

Did Lin Bozhou also think this way about him?

Does Lin Bozhou know what love is? PORY1W

“…”

Meng Huan wasn’t quite sure why he had such inexplicable thoughts, and he was thinking about what to pursue. He shook his head, thinking that this might be an illusion of being full and idle.

Meng Huan didn’t know why he was having such inexplicable thoughts, and what he was trying to achieve by mulling this over. Shaking his head, he brushed it off as an illusion from eating one’s fill and having nothing to do.

You Jin entered through the doorway with his back bowed, asking, “Royal Consort, where do you want us to put the dishes?” wkPqyN

“Put them on the table outside.”

Meng Huan straightened out his clothes, fastened the buttons and walked out. Lin Bozhou was writing a letter, but his brush was hovering in the air in the middle of writing. Remaining seated in his chair, he raised his eyes in a slightly tired manner.

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Chan An, who was standing beside him, hurriedly took out a jade-white bottle, poured out a pill and picked up the teacup. “Your Royal Highness, please take it.”

Lin Bozhou drank it, still holding his brush in his hand. The lines on his throat were sharp and well-defined, but his body was drenched in a dampness that felt as if he had been bathed in a thick fog. XAh5Sb

It was like he was about to suffocate.

Meng Huan was startled and asked, “Your Royal Highness, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” Lin Bozhou gave a brief answer.

Chan An looked grave as he replied, “The weather has been too hot these days. Fire makes the eye ill. There are signs of a relapse of His Royal Highness’s eye illness.” HOJRen

“A relapse of his eye illness?”

When he came to Lin Bozhou’s side the man was still holding his brush with one hand, but the words he wrote were indeed a little scrawled, as if his eyes were blocked by a layer of fog, and the originally stable strokes of ink became confused and chaotic.

His eye disease can turn Lin Bozhou from a powerful official with great glory in the court to a worthless and pitiful blind man. He can trample his pride to the ground, step it into the mud, and crush it severely. It can turn him from a powerful regent. , became a poor guy who was soaked by the heavy rain but had nowhere to go.

Lin Bozhou’s eye illness could transform him from a powerful official with unlimited view of the court to a helpless and pathetic blind man. It could trample his pride to the ground, into muddy water, ruthlessly stamping it out. It could turn him from the Prince Regent, who called on the wind and the rain, to a miserable, unsheltered worm drenched by any passing rainstorm. qli8sC

Meng Huan half-squatted to be at eye level with Lin Bozhou.

“Is it serious?”

Lin Bozhou flattened his lips before smiling gently. “It’s not serious.”

The forced smile on his lips was deliberately meant to appease him. And Meng Huan knew in his heart that eye disease was the only thing that could make him take off his usually hypocritical mask of gentleness and return to violent, paranoid, gloomy and manic condition; it was the only thing that could make him lose all his calmness and reason and turn him into an undignified lunatic. , make a fool of yourself, become something ugly. kNe4xZ

The smile at the corners of his lips was very forced, a deliberate attempt to appease him. But Meng Huan knew that his eye illness was the only thing that would make Lin Bozhou remove his fake mask of a gentle smile, returning him to his ruthless, gloomy and violent state. It was the only thing that could make him lose all his calmness and sanity, turn him into a disgraceful madman, and make an unseemly fool out of him.

In the original book, when Lin Bozhou injured his eyes during his youth, they all thought he would never regain his sight, so his father abandoned him and trained his younger brother instead.

His younger brother was stupid and undisciplined, but the finely-crafted collection of historical essays brought from the capital was given to him, even though he couldn’t read to save himself.

…Lin Bozhou couldn’t see anymore. k0pZrP

…There was nothing he could do but to leave it at that.

…Train Xu-er then, this place still needs someone to support it.

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The person who upheld the King’s estate would definitely not be a blind man.

Afterward, Lin Bozhou healed from his eye illness, but it would act up from time to time, leaving him in a state of repeatedly losing and regaining his sight. Everytime it happened, he felt that maybe the next time his sight went dark it would never light up again, trapping him in the darkness forever and ever. QHebMV

Lin Bozhou’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, then he stared straight ahead with an indifferent gaze.

Meng Huan reached out and gently touched the man’s eyelids. “Since Your Royal Highness’s eyes are already troubling you, you should stop writing. pPlease?”

When he took his hands away, he noticed that the light in Lin Bozhou’s eyes became dim.

Lin Bozhou replied calmly, “Huan Huan, go eat. This husband will join you soon.” q8AZ4R

Meng Huan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked to the table where the dishes were served.

Chen An took out the medicine bottle and poured a few more pills into his hand. Lin Bozhou hastily picked up his cup and tilted his head up to swallow the pills. The tea splashed on the backs of his thin, faintly blue-veined fingers.

He maintained an unmoving expression as he closed his eyes, looking like he wanted to rest.

It was dead silent in the study. 1JhqtA

As Meng Huan was about to get up, You Jin gently pulled his sleeve and lifted a hand to hide his own mouth. “His Royal Highness just took his medicine and is about to rest his eyes for a bit. Royal Consort should let His Royal Highness rest.”

He wasn’t sure why, but Meng Huan felt that the tension in the whole chamber was accumulating, becoming unbearably stiff. Everyone who had been jesting earlier suddenly began to tense up and even started to worry about the head on their neck.

Let the man rest for a bit?

That might be for the best. r5JdPT

Meng Huan got up and walked outside the chamber.

As if he was afraid that Meng Huan would be overly concerned, You Jin quickly said, “Does Royal Consort still want to catch fireflies? This old servant will accompany you. Having already done it once, my technique has improved greatly, I can definitely catch many today.”

“No, I’m not in the mood.”

Meng Huan strolled in the compound and walked to the gate. He found many new lanterns hanging outside, various shapes and colors mixed together, held by a string that stretched all the way to the end of the street. dzfiVv

Meng Huan looked up and asked, “What’s this for?”

“Midsummer,” You Jin said with a smile, “The light show is about to begin.”

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In the capital, the light show was the liveliest summer night, and the curtain was about to be lifted.

Meng Huan nodded and walked back, only to see that in the compound, the servants were stepping on high stools and silently taking the bright, beautiful lanterns down from the eaves. K89FOo

The lights were extinguished one by one, plunging the compound into ghastly darkness.

Lin Bozhou’s eye illness had relapsed.

The translator has something to add:

Teo: Many thanks to my editors, jellypeaches and Dobhsh for helping me with this, especially jellypeaches. 3bSCZz

Source (Thanks Dobhsh)

TLDR version of jellypeaches’s explanation: The “c” in transliterated manchu should be pronounced more like “ch”, “c” would work better than “ch” but “ch” looks more natural in English.

The only instance of “an” in the table apparently aligns better with “e” (meanwhile 暗 is used for “An” twice—I do think the difference in tone between 暗 and 安 is important here). Either of them could work.

安垂 – [Anchoi/Anchur/Anchul] or [Echoi/Echur/Echul]—There’s a pretty consistent Chinese “Hui” (manchu “cho” in correlation), but for this name, “ur/ul” sounds better. Linguistically, “ur” and “ul” are similar enough. WpO4SJ