Transmigrated as the Prince Regent's Cherished Runaway WifeChapter 51

Another person was about to get violently beaten by Lin Bozhou. 

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After eating, they had a moment of leisure.

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Meng Huan opened the letter to re-read it.

When he encountered a character written by Lu Nanxing that he could not recognize, he became bolder and tugged on Lin Bozhou’s sleeve, asking, “Husband, how do you read this word?” agxCl8

Lin Bozhou responded, “Mmm?”

Meng Huan wrote the shape of the character on the man’s palm.

Lin Bozhou felt the word written, and told Meng Huan the pronunciation along with the definition.

Meng Huan even lamented, “I would have told you earlier if I had known.”

Lin Bozhou smiled, not revealing the fact that the youth had been cheated out of his money by the male servant.

The weather gradually turned warmer. In the room, Meng Huan stretched his pale wrists out from his sleeves and concentrated on reading the letter. The response letter he wrote to Meng Xueming was at least written neatly.

He understood the content of Lu Nanxing’s letter as well.

I thought there would be an attack on Lin Bozhou, but I didn’t expect it. It was just a simple condolence. While at the farm outside the city, Lin Bozhou asked about his life, and Lu Nanxing’s mood in the letter was melancholy. z7Avim

He thought the letter would attack Lin Bozhou, but to his surprise, it was only a simple consolation. The letter was written with melancholy, showing Lu Nanxing’s state of mind after Lin Bozhou had spared his life at the country estate outside the city.

After finally finishing the letter, Meng Huan planned to go to the restaurant that day to try his luck, wondering if he could hand the letter back to Lu Nanxing. As soon as he put the letter into the envelope, Chen An came in hurriedly, sweating profusely.

When he finally finished writing the letter, Meng Huan planned to try his luck at the same restaurant from that day, wondering if he could deliver the letter back to Lu Nanxing. As he put the letter into the envelope, Chen An rushed in, drenched in sweat.

“Your Royal Highness…” Aj1POZ

Before Meng Huan left, he saw Chen An bow before bringing up a matter and he happened to catch a few words.

—Military funds for Liaodong.

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Meng Huan was in a much happier mood now that he was able to hold the letter in his hands openly. You Jin looked at him with parental affection on his wrinkled and aged face, asking with a smile, “What is the master so happy about?”

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Meng Huan really could not put it in words, but his shoulders just felt so much lighter.

He was actually quite concerned about Meng Xueming’s affair with Lin Bozhou. Even if he didn’t care and there was no secret behind the matter, Meng Huan would still be poked in the back by people in the book world for the rest of his life. yD2mva

He actually cared quite a bit about Meng Xueming being dealt with by Lin Bozhou. Even if he did not, no one would let this matter rest. Meng Huan would still be probed in the spine by the people from this novel world for a lifetime.

Now that everything was revealed, and he learned that Meng Xueming was safe, he was in a much better mood.

You Jin picked up an umbrella and asked, “Master, are we going out of the compound?”

Meng Huan nodded. “Yes, let’s go out for a stroll today, too. I’ll find a friend along the way to give him a letter.” PAletX

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“A letter?” You Jin chuckled a little.

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Vqfjxlcu bo atja, Zfcu Lejc kjr j yla fwyjggjrrfv, cba kjcalcu ab ibbx atf batfg qfgrbc lc atf fsfr jr tf ragbvf abkjgvr atf fcagjcmf bo atf mbwqbecv ab ufa bea.

The weather was hot and hot, and there were many customers in the teahouse. Meng Huan waited for half an hour and was a little confused, thinking why not go directly to Lu Nanxing? So he motioned to You Jin, “Let’s go directly to Minister Lu’s residence.” PKgM17

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You Jin raised his eyebrows in surprise. “To Vice Minister Lu’s residence?”

“Yes, I will give this letter to Lu Nanxing and also ask him where my father is staying. Next time, I will send the letter to my father directly along with a few silver taels.” Meng Huan surveyed around.

You Jin’s expression relaxed, knowing now that Meng Huan was saying these words without hesitation, it proved that he really would not leave. Now rejoicing, he said, “Alright.” RmeYjG

The distance from the teahouse to the Lu Mansion was relatively long. After all, Lu Shi was just a servant and not as rich as Lin Bozhou. The houses he bought in the capital were relatively remote, one in the east of the city and the other in the west.

There was a long distance between the teahouse and the Lu residence. Lu Shi was just an assistant minister in the end, and not as wealthy as Lin Bozhou. The houses he purchased in the capital were relatively remote, one in the east and one in the west.

After walking for a while, Meng Huan was really tired of the sun. He saw someone selling plums at the entrance of a temple. When he got closer and bought a few to taste, a cool breeze came from the temple. While enjoying the cool weather, Meng Huan entered the temple and went to the front yard to burn a stick of incense.

After walking for a while, the sun was really getting to Meng Huan, so when he saw someone was selling plums at the entrance of a temple, he bought some to try. A cool breeze came out from the temple then, so he entered to enjoy the chill and offer a stick of incense along the way. l7wzIF

Meng Huan was a superstitious child who always thought that there was some luck to him being able to stay alive in this book world. So, whenever he came across a Bodhisattva, he would pay his respects.

The moment he got up, there was movement from behind him.

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“Young Master Cui sure is talented in playing Weiqi. This humble monk fears that your presence here today is not for amusement.”

“Hahaha,” Followed by a hearty laugh of a young man. “After playing Weiqi with you for so many years, why are you speaking with that sour tone today?” pGDrk1

Meng Huan turned back, then paused. He found the young man standing in the corridor had a familiar face.

The young man was sweating profusely and drank a bowl of cooling herbal tea. When he turned his head, he saw Meng Huan. The smile froze on his face as he greeted, “Eh?”

Meng Huan also greeted, “Eh?”

Was this not the man Lin Bozhou had played Weiqi with on the boat the other night? PAc1CG

Meng Huan was still in a hurry to find Lu Nanxing. He smiled and was about to leave. The young man stood up excitedly and raised his hand to signal him: “Master, don’t leave. I met him by chance the other day and played a game of chess with his friend. These few days I have been wandering near the boat for days, trying to find the blind young man. After playing chess that day, I went back to reflect, and finally realized where I had gone wrong.”

Meng Huan was still in a hurry to find Lu Nanxing, so he just smiled, ready to get out of there, but the young man stood up excitedly and raised his hand to gesture to him, “Young master, please don’t leave. I’ve been dwelling on that fateful game with your friend that day on the boat these past few days, hoping to find the blind young master. After the match that day, I went home, reflected on my defeat and finally understood where I went wrong.”

“Uh.” Meng Huan’s eyelids twitched. “so you—”

“May I have the chance to play another match with that blind young master?” 4CKPeB

What he said was similar to the feeling of having to pester someone to play solo again after losing a game. It was not incomprehensible, but how could Lin Bozhou play another game with him.

What he said was similar to the feeling of someone pestering another player for another solo match after their defeat. He could understand where this person was coming from, but how could Lin Bozhou possibly play another match with him again?

Meng Huan took in a sharp breath. Because he was not good at refusing people, next to him, You Jin said, “Young master, our young master has been feeling under the weather these days and has been resting in the compound. This servant is afraid that there will not be a chance for another match.”

“That…” The young man still looked persistent. “Can I pay a visit then?” dCg4l8

Meng Huan bit his lower lip.

He felt as if that day, when he went out with Lin Bozhou, they were like Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing, journeying incognito in their humanoid forms and attracting an obsessed scholar. Now their problem was they could not reveal their true identities.

Meng Huan shook his head and rejected, “You can’t.”

If people knew that Lin Bozhou, as the regent, was playing chess with people on the boat, it would probably spread throughout the capital, and even be written into storybooks and become a story. The person in front of me had stumbled upon a treasure by accident, and there was no chance of him encountering it a second time. Aan2wb

If anyone knew that Lin Bozhou, the country’s Prince Regent, was playing Weiqi with people on pleasure boats, it would probably spread throughout the capital or even be written into a story. The person in front of him had come across a treasure without meaning to, and now there was no chance of ever encountering it a second time, no matter how much the young man wanted.

The young man looked dejected, but he still did not give up as he looked gloomily towards the say. “Is it fate that I will forever stay as a defeated opponent and never regain my title as victor?”

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Meng Huan was ready to leave and encouraged the young man before leaving, “You can do it.”

But the young man’s eyes stayed clear as he spoke frankly, “Then could this one learn the young master’s name, and make a friend? So, when the blind young master is well, we can compete again.”

Meng Huan shook his head and insisted, “Buddy, it really is impossible.”

Lin Bozhou works tirelessly every day and barely has the time to see his wife. Why would he take time to play Weiqi with you? Keep dreaming. 1K2iOD

“What an ostentatious display.”

This statement suddenly came from under the cloister.

Meng Huan turned around and confirmed that the other person was talking about him.

In the shadow under the eaves stood a tall and slender young man, about eighteen to nineteen years old, with braided hair and shoulder guards. His clothes were not entirely like those of a rich young master, but rather like a military general, with heavy set eyebrows over his dark eyes. dORlf6

To be honest, his words made Meng Huan a little uncomfortable.

In ancient times, when a wealthy young lord wanted to befriend someone, it meant the young lord thought highly of them.

Right now, Meng Huan was with an old servant and two bodyguards dressed as guard servants. They looked rather shabby, looking like their background could not compare to the other’s, which was why this man made an ambiguous comment.

Before Meng Huan could bully anyone, this man did it first, so he glared at him. xmDwuj

The man walked out of the shadows and repeated, “What an ostentatious display.”

The young man frowned and said, “Echul, that is enough from you.”

An Chui raised his eyebrows and said casually, “Master, if you really want to play chess with that blind young master, it’s very simple. All you need to do is tie up this young master and let him finish playing chess with you before letting him go. That’ll be all you want.” Already?”

Echul restrained himself and chirped rather sloppily, “Young Lord, if you really want to play Weiqi with that blind young master, it’s simple, just tie up that small young master and force him to play a game with you before letting him go. Won’t that make your wish come true?” 3ldAO5

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What kind of unethical idea was this? fn8PxZ

However, Meng Huan’s attention was focused on the name Echul. “What is your name?”

The young man cupped his fists and introduced, “This one’s surname is Cui, name Lang. And this is my friend, Echul.”

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Hearing these two names, an explosion went off in Meng Huan’s head as his back turned numb.

Echul?

He remembered very little about the contents of the original book, but he had quite an impression of that name, because he was the second male lead that the original book’s comment section was most vocal about replacing Lin Bozhou to become the main gong.

The comments section at that time: 42sfOr

[No way, this Prince Regent has already ruined Huan-bao’s father, and they can still be together? This can even be a happy ending? Is there only crap in the author’s head?]

[Guys, why do I feel like Huan-bao and Echul are super shippable?]

[Please! An aloof queen and his big puppy are the most delicious! Just put ‘Lin Bozhou is unacceptable’ where everyone can see!]

At that time, many people in the comment section could not bear the heavy angst caused by the official pairing, with how much they tore each other up, and they got so loud that the author personally came to the comment section to stop the riot. j6W2Bv

Meng Huan remembered it so clearly after the incident was so heated. This An Chui was a hostage from a tribe called Zhu Lizhen, who was sent to the capital. At that time, he met the original owner through Cui Han in Liyuan. The two had a fight and became good partners. Later, it was with this man’s instigation and help that the original owner fled to Jianzhouwei in Liaodong with him, and began to recruit troops and achieve hegemony.

It was only how big of a mess it ended up being that made Meng Huan remember this clearly. This Echul was a hostage prince from a tribe called Jurchen who had been sent to the capital. At the time he had met the original host through Cui Han at the Pear Garden, after which the two joined hands and became good partners. Later, this person’s urging and assistance led the original host to flee to Jianzhou at Liaodong with him, where they began to raise an army, putting them in a dominant position.

Echul, who was originally an ally of the original host, eventually became a court official through the original host’s brilliant scheme. Since then, he was like a loyal dog of the original host, obedient to all of his words. He also fought very valiantly, with a murderous aura and hands bloody enough to rival Lin Bozhou.

—So, it was obvious…Lin Bozhou’s popularity was really poor QWQ. At this moment, Meng Huan did not forget to give three minutes of silence for his hubby. aywlv5

He shifted his gaze to Cui Lang.

He had some vague memories of this person, and it seemed that he was also one of the people who wanted to kill Lin Bozhou. However, no one wanted to kill Lin Bozhou at that time, so Meng Huan was not very impressed, and he didn’t know what the issue was between him and Lin Bozhou.

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He had a vague impression of this person, who seemed to be one of those who wanted to kill Lin Bozhou. However, at that time, who didn’t want to kill Lin Bozhou? In the end, this character did not leave that deep of an impression, and Meng Huan wasn’t sure what kind of conflict this young man had with Lin Bozhou.

However, he remembered in the study just this morning, Lin Bozhou had mentioned that a young master who had defeated the Kongjie Master was summoned into the palace by the Emperor. As expected, it was this Cui Lang before him. b46P3Q

The other party, still smiling brightly, asked, “May this one learn this young master’s full name?”

Meng Huan hesitantly said, “My name is not important.”

He remembered that he wasn’t willing to befriend Cui Han and missed the plotline of meeting Echul through the Pear Garden. Unexpectedly, the self-awareness of this world still auto-corrected itself, making him encounter someone who would assist in his escape here as well.

Meng Huan mumbled, “In short, it is impossible for that young master to play a match with you again.” ZxgjDH

Cui Lang’s smile gradually tensed.

“How interesting.” Behind him, Echul interrupted with his eyebrows pressed down, looking somewhat rebellious, like a hungry hunting dog. “A match with our Young Lord is really impossible?”

When Echul said this, Meng Huan faintly sensed what was happening. Behind him, the guards in disguise as servants looked up and put their large hands at their sides, watching Echul with vigilance.

Meng Huan stood, looking at the ground and not moving. 8CvadD

He did not know how to persuade people in this world not to touch him.

Now, every time he saw someone provoking him, rather than getting angry, Meng Huan just sighed.

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He was really speechless. ypug06

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Yet another person was about to get violently beaten by Lin Bozhou.

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The author has something to say: aTIF7U

Huan Huan: Lying down very peacefully.

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