He came. (Part Four)
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A day later, the troops patrolling the capital city were withdrawn.
Two days later, the number of watchmen near the gate was reduced by half, and the attitude towards the investigation was relaxed greatly.
Inside the humble hut, only Echul and the sickly Meng Huan were left. Meng Huan covered his mouth and let out a hacking cough, half propping up his head and inserting a wooden hair pin into his hair.
“Are you ready?” Echul entered through the door.
Soon, he and Echul would leave the city. They had both changed their clothes and were pretending to be ordinary people to avoid being searched at the city gate.
The listless Meng Huan absent-mindedly gave an affirmative response.
After sending Lin Bozhou the letter that lied about him escaping of his own accord, the old man came by everyday to report on which street’s restriction had been lifted until the city gate’s restriction was finally lifted as well.
Meng Huan wasn’t sure what was going through Lin Bozhou’s mind.
He was also not sure if the man was really willing to let him go.
When he finally pinned the hairpin into his hair, Echul grabbed his bag and led him out of the room.
To be honest, Meng Huan felt that he did fairly well, at least he did not steal the seal and easily allow Lin Bozhou to lose the military provisions, nor did he let the group of wrongdoers, who killed the restaurant owner, get away.
What he did was absolutely nothing. As it turned out, being a very useful waste, a useful burden, felt so amazing.
The sunlight was a little blinding, reflecting across his brown irises. Closing his eyes, he let out another uncontrollable cough.
His pale chin was much sharper than before. His head swayed slightly as Echul gave him a hard push, huffing in annoyance, “Why is your body so weak?”
In the past few days, Meng Huan not only suffered from fever, he had nosebleed, vomiting, and fainting spells. The suffering from his illness was very intense, and on the surface, he stayed very cooperative with Echul, but inside, he was actually overjoyed.
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—Although being sick felt unbearable, just the thought of Echul’s helpless rage brought him happiness.
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This was a warning. If Echul could not get away, he would take Meng Huan down with him.
Meng Huan returned with a smile. “Thank you, second brother.”
The two newly formed brothers walked slowly down the street. The sky had just cleared up, so there were many puddles on the ground with leaves that were swept down by the storm. They floated on the surface, creating light ripples.
Just like the old man had reported, the patrols had slackened a lot, and sometimes it would be some distance before they saw any checkpoints and soldiers, who all let them pass without fail.
As he moved slowly on his feet, Meng Huan blinked rapidly, unable to stop thinking.
Did Lin Bozhou give up looking for him?
In the original book, the original gong went crazy and searched everywhere, suspending his duties at court for days. During that time, the capital was very unstable.
But…from what Meng Huan could see, why did it feel like the capital had regained its peace.
Did Lin Bozhou…stop looking for him and return to the court instead?
He wrote the letter under Echul’s watchful eyes. The content of the letter was similar to the original shou’s reasons for leaving: he hated the man and never liked him. Being kind to him was just clever talk and an ingratiating manner. In actuality, he had always wanted to escape, and he finally had his chance and escaped happily, demanding that Lin Bozhou never bother him again because of how annoying it was.
As he wrote, Meng Huan’s heart broke from sorrow, feeling very unbearable. He nearly could not keep up his act, almost bursting into tears in front of Echul.
What would Lin Bozhou think when he read this letter?
Would he…really let him go?
Meng Huan tightened his pale lips. He and Echul had already arrived near the city gate, and the queue to leave the city was very long. The people who had been stranded in the inner city for the past few days were preparing to leave the city one after another.
Because of how large the crowd was, the soldiers did the bare minimum of searching before letting them through.
“Hurry up.” Echul urged him.
With the knife against his back, Meng Huan felt dizzy and quickened his pace as he was squeezed into the sea of people.
But at this moment, he heard the neighing of horses.
Echul cursed, “This is fucked. I didn’t expect to meet the commander of the patrol of all people.”
Previously, there was a whole garrison at each gate, but now it was a line of military horses, searching back and forth at each city gate. As long as they weren’t found, it would be easy to get out without getting caught.
The soldiers guarding this gate saw the arrival of the inspection team, and quickly took their job more seriously, asking loudly, “Where are you from? How many days have you been in the capital? For what purpose?”
Meng Huan half turned his back and looked up, revealing his face.
The group swept through the crowd as if they were just going through the motions. Their gaze was unserious and inattentive.
“…”
Meng Huan lowered his head in disappointment.
However, this was when the sound of horses’ hooves was heard again from behind.
When the commander looked back, he quickly directed the horses and men to the sides of the road, leaving a wide path in the middle. Then they all dismounted and knelt, saying, “Greeting Your Royal Highness!”
Meng Huan’s heart suddenly squeezed tightly, feeling as if something gripped his drowsy mind and lifted him up. He desperately raised his face and looked into the crowd.
Then he felt Echul’s blade on his back. “Behave yourself.”
Meng Huan suppressed the cry in his throat.
As the horse moved, the man’s tall shadow slowly revealed itself.
Lin Bozhou was dressed in a neat and crisp outfit, with his hair tied high and his sleeves tucked under his arm braces. Unlike his usual elegance in his court outfit, his figure looked extremely condescending and distant riding tall on a stallion.
His eyes had healed at some point as he was no longer wearing the white gauze. Gazing down at the pedestrians near the city gate, he showed no trace of emotion on his face.
Looking ice-cold, gloomy, and oppressive.
Even from a distance, Meng Huan could feel the pressure coming off of him.
The kneeling common people all bowed their heads, not daring to look the man in the face.
Only able to see bowed heads, Lin Bozhou tightened the reins of the horse.
Next to him, Luo Juan spoke up, “Your Royal Highness, let’s go.”
Lin Bozhou came to the city gate every day, and was well-acquainted with the sight, though no one knew what he was looking at. In Meng Huan’s clumsily written letter, it clearly stated: He was leaving.
He left of his own accord because he did not like him.
Everything before was a lie.
Knowing this, Luo Juan advised, “Let’s return.”
—Stop looking for me.
The man on the horse closed his eyes and exhaled softly.
It was hard to tell what he was thinking, glancing sideways at the dim sky with his lips closed.
Clop, clop, clop—
The horse’s hooves began to head back.
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It happened! They made contact! The sick little runaway wife is coming home next chapter!
I clicked on this so freaking fast, you would’ve thought my life depended on it!! And thank you, kind author (and translator, or course), for letting us know he’s coming home next chapter!
Same!!! I’m walking slower to my job to have time to finish lol..
Our Huan Huan is going home!!!! Yay!!!!!
I did the same thing! I saw PRRW, I clicked right away!
Thank you so much Teo! Looking forward to the next chapter!🍁
Thank you for the chapter 😍 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
Thanks for the update!!!!
I’m so excited about next chapter!!!!
Thank you for your translation 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
Finally!!! Feel like it’s been 10 years at this point 😭 let huan huan return home with hubby already 🤧
Thank you so much!!❤ I’m so pumped for the next chapter.😭
Thank you for the note. And the chapter
Oh no, so close yet so far apart! ><
Thank You for the new chapter (◞ꈍ∇ꈍ)◞⋆*✚ ♡
Finally Huan Huan is coming homeeeee!!!Thank you for the update!💗😭
I feel so bad for both of them, poor HuanHuan still needs to recover first even after he gets home 😭 he sounds deathly ill, tbh…
I can’t wait to see a proper reunion, hopefully Lin Bozhou didn’t actually believe that letter 👀 I mean, HuanHuan is incapable of such deceit, his hubby knows him best
+1 yes I like to think they’ve come too far for the lies to work. (And who knows if it actually said what Meng Huan thought it did 😄).
I SWEAR IF HE DOESN’T RETURN TO LIN BOZHOU IN THE NEXT CHAPTER I’M SENDING THE AUTHOR MY BILL FOR THERAPY 😭😭😭
Please please please please let Meng Huan return 🙏🙏🙏
I don’t think Echul’s knife is enough to overcome Huan Huan’s instinct to call out for hubby, especially when he doesn’t feel good.
Thanks very much for the chapter
Thank you!
Romantic me believes Lin Bozhou will sense his wife is near by and in distress 🥺