Becoming accustomed to the touch of his palm.
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Meng Huan murmured, “Uh.”
He was mired in the prolonged and invisible embarrassment.
But he had already offered his help, so he must lie in the bed he made. He stubbornly said, “Alright, I will get the chamber pot.”
Lin Bozhou stayed where he was standing, and moonlight seemed to be sprinkled over his shoulders, with his cold emotions spilling out.
Meng Huan brought the chamber pot over, familiarizing himself with it first, then turned to look at Lin Bozhou. “Then I will hold it for you to use?”
Lin Bozhou didn’t speak, which Meng Huan took as agreement. He went to unfasten the man’s clothes, but his extended wrist was seized tightly. The slender fingers around his wrist were so tight that they left several red marks on his pale skin.
“Hiss…”
Meng Huan sucked in a painful breath and looked up. Lin Bozhou’s narrow eyes were shut tight under the white gauze. His rolling breath contained a hint of painful endurance and burning humiliation.
He seemed to be extremely ashamed but was still holding it in.
Meng Huan was taken aback.
The chamber pot was generally used by older men in the north during winter. Men of very old age who couldn’t hold it in for the whole night, chose to relieve themselves in the chamber pot rather than get out of their heated bed. Lin Bozhou was still young and usually didn’t need to use it, but because of his eyes…
Meng Huan looked at the chamber pot in his hands and reassured him, “Use it, Your Royal Highness. Once you do, you can sleep.”
He increased the pitch of his last syllable, making it soft and sweet, as if he were coaxing.
Lin Bozhou’s grip on his wrist eased a little, and when Meng Huan knew that the man was no longer resisting, he unfastened his trousers.
He was already mentally prepared, but he was still nervous when looking down. Licking his bottom lip, he reached out and grasped the man’s object.
“…”
Lin Bozhou’s breathing became heavy.
This heavy thing was completely ill matched with the clean and elegant demeanor of a fully-dressed Lin Bozhou. Only Meng Huan had seen it and touched it. He lowered his head and felt a stiff numbness rising in his arm, making his pale palm burn as he finally pointed it towards the mouth of the chamber pot.
This way, it would be easier for Lin Bozhou to urinate.
Silence.
There was no sound for a long time.
The wait was so long that Meng Huan’s wrists were getting tired. He tried to say calmly, as if this were not a big deal, “Your Royal Highness, you can pee, no need to be embarrassed.”
“…”
He was also bracing himself mentally. For married couples, it takes ten years of work to share a boat and one hundred years to share a pillow. The two of them were a couple based on their marriage customs, and on top of that their relationship was only possible due to Meng Huan distorting time and space and transmigrating into a book, so there was no need to pay it any mind, just ignore it…
As Meng Huan’s thoughts wandered, a shadow fell in front of him, so intense that he took a few steps backwards, and barely managed to support Lin Bozhou’s shoulder.
Lin Bozhou was leaning over his ear and neck, breath hot as his large hand covered the back of Meng Huan’s head. The white gauze covering his eyes brushed across the youth’s earlobe, carrying a burst of heat accompanied by a slight pain when he bit Meng Huan behind the ear.
“…?”
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Huh?
Didn’t I tell you to pee?
What are you biting me for?!!
As Meng Huan was about to turn his head away, he was suddenly fixed in place by a force on the back of his head, forcing him into a warm embrace and squeezing out a startled sound, “Oof…”
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The noise gradually changed to Lin Bozhou’s thick, heavy panting by his ear.
Then it was over.
Meng Huan put down the thing in his hand and tilted his head to look at the man.
He saw a thin layer of sweat on Lin Bozhou’s lashes, like he had just battled against some psychological burden.
…Perhaps to him, he was also letting go of a heavy mental burden.
Meng Huan thought to himself, luckily Lin Bozhou had solved the problem at hand, so he would just forgive the man for hugging him so hard just now.
After cleaning up, Meng Huan led the man to bed and said, “Your Royal Highness, let’s sleep. If you need anything else, you can call me.”
Afraid that Lin Bozhou would remain stubborn and refuse his help, he reached out and gently caressed the reddened back of the man’s hand. “It would be bad if you knock over the candlestick and burn your hand again.”
“…”
His soft fingertips gently tapped the burned spot on the back of Lin Bozhou’s hand.
The touch was very light, like when he accidentally sat on Lin Bozhou’s hand while laying down earlier.
Lin Bozhou was stunned as he lowered his eyes, still saying nothing.
It was quiet in the hall. Meng Huan turned around and climbed to the other side of the bed. After leaving a space for Lin Bozhou, he lay down and chirped, “Time to sleep!”
When Lin Bozhou got on the bed, he shifted his hand slightly, and bumped into Meng Huan’s hand, which was long, thin, and much smaller than his own…
The scene of the youth holding him came back to his mind. Because he couldn’t see, that delicate touch had left a deeper impression.
Lin Bozhou’s fingers twitched slightly.
He hadn’t spoken this whole time. Meng Huan thought that the man was still in a gloomy mood and would continue to sleep with his back to him, so he planned to stay like before, sleeping like there was a barrier between them.
Unexpectedly, the figure crouched down slightly, as if searching for something.
“…Your Royal Highness?”
As soon as Meng Huan’s words left his lips, he was embraced tightly by both the man’s arms.
Lin Bozhou’s form covered his whole body as his face came closer and cool lips pressed against the back of Meng Huan’s neck where he had bitten earlier. He leaned forward and licked the red bite mark like a wild beast licking a wound.
The non-stop licking was wet and hot.
Meng Huan was stunned for a moment. He felt ticklish from the licking, as well as a soft sting. He tilted his head. “What’s the matter?”
Lin Bozhou didn’t speak as he switched from licking to kissing.
The night carried a sense of loneliness, accompanied by slight movements.
Lin Bozhou’s kiss was slow and long.
“…”
Meng Huan’s clenched fingers loosened.
He seemed to feel it—
Lin Bozhou was saying sorry.
–
Finally, the atmosphere had improved.
Lin Bozhou rested on his pillow as he exhaled in silence. His emotions were drenched in gloom after losing his sight, but his body was sending a message that he was no longer filled with aggression.
Not saying a single word in this extremely quiet room, Meng Huan patted the quilt and searched for a topic to talk about, asking, “Your Royal Highness, you won’t be able to attend court during this period of time, right?”
Last time, Lin Bozhou’s symptoms were only photophobia and blurred vision without loss of sight, yet he was still forced to stay idle in the compound, unable to do anything. This time, the illness seemed to be more serious.
Lin Bozhou hummed out a positive-sounding answer.
Meng Huan showed a relaxed expression. “That is good.”
A brief silence.
Lin Bozhou repeated in a rough voice, “Good?”
Even if he was idling his time away in the compound last time, the departments in the imperial court and the cabinet were all waiting for Lin Bozhou’s instructions and evaluations. Even if the dynasty’s well-developed bureaucratic system could function on its own, it still caused stagnation and trouble.
Lin Bozhou couldn’t help but laugh, how was it good?
Was it good to be a useless person?
By his ear was Meng Huan’s clear voice. “This way, you can rest properly for a while.”
After blurting that out, Meng Huan seemed to realize that his last sentence was inappropriate, and quickly averted his gaze. “…I didn’t mean that it was a good thing that you can’t see!”
He had turned away quickly and his fragrant hair brushed against the tip of Lin Bozhou’s nose, his light breath brushing by as well.
“…”
Lin Bozhou closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. He wasn’t sure what he was feeling, as if he were drowning in a deep ocean, overlaid with layers of depression and anxiety.
He understood Huan Huan’s good intentions, but that didn’t stop him from being anxious.
The capital evaluation was approaching. This was an opportune time for the fighting factions. Although it wouldn’t be until the second or third month of the next year, they would start to denounce and criticize each other over the summer. Meng Xueming and Minister Aide Zhou’s impeachment of Lin Bozhou was only the beginning. Now the court was keeping its eyes on him, dreaming of his death.
And in the midst of this fierce struggle between the factions, the Zong Dynasty was headed towards regression.
Surrounded by powerful enemies and suffering an empty national treasury, the dynasty was led by a weak emperor with decaying corpses in charge, with few in the imperial court willing to plead for the lives of the people. Unscrupulous scholars vied for power and influence, searching high and low for connections in pursuit of fame and fortune, and the officials thought of nothing but the faction war and their own wealth and status, bringing others down to embezzle more benefits.
Since the day Lin Luan’s title as crown prince had been abolished, the problems caused by political factions had become more and more intense until they had snowballed out of control, and now there was nothing that could stop them.
All Lin Bozhou wished for was to have more time and more energy to bring the Zong Dynasty back on the right track.
But his eye illness seemed to be a constant reminder that although he desired to prevail over heaven, heaven would always drag him back down to earth.
The agitation in his body was inexplicably reduced when Meng Huan’s warm fingertips touched him.
Meng Huan’s breathing was also very close. “Your Royal Highness, I’m very sleepy. If you want something in the middle of the night, just call me. I’ll wake up right away.”
He then stroked the large hand. “Don’t get up by yourself, so you won’t get burned again, alright?”
The softness of his voice collided with the sharpness of Lin Bozhou’s thoughts. Instead of a fierce rebound, there was only tender acceptance to quench his dry thirst.
“…”
Lin Bozhou slowly loosened his fingers.
Meng Huan said, “If you want to pee again, just let me know. Didn’t you pee pretty smoothly just now? It proves that it’s easy enough to get used to.”
“…”
In other words…treating him like a waste that could not take care of his own basic needs.
Lin Bozhou’s lips flattened tightly.
But in his mind, he began to recall the picture of Meng Huan helping him with his small hands. Although he couldn’t see it, he could feel it.
Meng Huan’s softness and gentleness contained all of his rage, but Meng Huan was so innocent that he gave no hint of danger, only an attractive transparency.
Lin Bozhou knew, really, what would…calm his anxiety. He only wanted to listen to Meng Huan, and obediently become accustomed to the touch of his palm.
He only wanted to be together with him.
–
That night, the two men inside the hall slept very peacefully, but the people outside the hall slept very restlessly.
Without Lin Bozhou’s permission, they did not dare to enter the bedchamber, but they were also afraid something would happen to His Royal Highness, so they camped up against the wall, desperately trying to hear what was happening inside.
When they heard the clunk of the candlestick falling to the ground, the eunuchs went crazy. They thought that His Royal Highness had lost his temper again, and that this unsuppressable anger made him vent it out on objects around him!
And other than lifeless objects, the only living person inside the hall who would have to bear his anger was the Royal Consort, which was Meng Huan.
Throughout the night, the eunuchs dared not close their eyes, chanting Amitabha for the Royal Consort.
When Lin Bozhou raised his hands towards his subordinates, he didn’t just hit them. He’d directly kill them.
They didn’t know if His Royal Highness would beat his wife…
When dawn arrived, they crept in from the entrance with faces amassed with dark circles. They first scanned the room for signs of broken things or splattered blood, before stumbling forward and looking up. “Your Royal Highness—”
There was a pause in their collective voices.
Lin Bozhou stood tall and straight beside the bed, his eyes covered with white gauze, with his back to the main entrance. With his wide outfit, he completely covered the youth in front of him.
Meng Huan seemed to be stuffing something under his clothes and said in a worried tone, “Your Royal Highness, why aren’t you done yet?”
Lin Bozhou spoke in a calm voice, “Morning, man, symptom.”
Meng Huan said in a concerned tone, “But…my hands are sore QWQ.”
Lin Bozhou reached out his hands and gently placed them on the youth’s waist.
“Alright, almost.”
“……”
The author has something to say:
Eunuchs: What are they doing? (shocked face)
Eunuchs: Your Royal Highness, did you turn your raging persona off midway? (shocked face)
OmGee what where they doing heuheueheueheu tysm for the chapter~
The eunuchs are us right now 😭
I just know they ain’t doing pa papa lol
Thanks for the update!!
What do you mean, y’all know darn well what they’re doing 😂
Thanks for the chapter!
Thank You for the new chapter (｡’▽’｡)♡
Ngl, I find it heartwarming how the eunuchs are concerned for HuanHuan. And not in a “ugh, we will have to clean up the corpse”-way, but “I hope HuanHuan won’t be hurt”-way
Very emotional at the first part but the second part🤣🤣🤣
Lol the ending 😆
Jajaja good chapter, thanks
Eunuchs: you mean all we ever had to do was hold the chamber pot 🤦
BL genre: you didn’t fix the morning man symptom first so your husband can pee faster? 😂
Now our tyrant can’t be angry and horny in the same time
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