A wet sound.
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Meng Huan was dressed in a white robe, and it was loose on his weakened, thin frame. He allowed the other person to hold him in his lap.
None of his white toes touched the ground, dangling and partially entangled with Lin Bozhou’s robes. As he leaned weakly into the man’s arms, he looked very much like a little beauty in the arms of a tyrant.
The attendants averted their eyes sensibly.
The first service Lin Bozhou spoke of was to drink medicine.
The medicine, with its fishy and bitter smell, was delivered to Meng Huan’s lips.
Meng Huan lowered his head and cooperatively took the spoon into his mouth. He had intended to drink everything in one gulp, but the unpleasant taste caught him off guard as it immediately permeated his mouth, making him frown and resist swallowing it, holding the medicine in his mouth.
Lin Bozhou smiled. “Are you savoring the taste? You don’t find it bitter?”
“I’ll swallow.”
Meng Huan let out a small fish-like bubbling. With dreary eyes, he struggled to swallow the medicine.
Lin Bozhou scooped up another spoonful of the concoction.
Before meeting Meng Huan, Lin Bozhou had last done this when his mother was on the verge of passing due to illness. The memory of kneeling at her bedside and feeding her the medicine soup personally was still vivid.
At that time, he watched as his mother lost her battle with illness and left him.
He never imagined that after so many years, the scene would reappear.
But unlike last time, he could do more than helplessly watch the loss. His little youth was brave and strong, working very hard to return to his side.
This simply made him ecstatic.
A few drops of the liquid medicine seeped out of Meng Huan’s pale lips. Lin Bozhou lowered the bowl and spoon, leaned over and gently rolled the bitter tasting medicine onto the tip of his tongue, licking it a few times like a wound.
With the sudden onset of lust, Meng Huan seemed to be startled by him as he pressed his ears close to his back. “Husband…”
Lin Bozhou picked the medicine bowl back up. There were still a few mouthfuls left in it, but because all the dregs sank to the bottom, the last few mouthfuls were extremely bitter. After getting the medicine soup into his own mouth, he approached and blocked Meng Huan’s lips.
“Isn’t…the medicine…bitter?” The words were intermittent, “This husband…will taste it…with Huan Huan…”
The medicine soup was delivered via the tip of his tongue, and the few drops that spilled out were licked clean. He clasped Meng Huan’s chin to ensure that the soup was completely transferred into his lips.
The fingers clasping his jaw were strong. Meng Huan blinked. After understanding his intentions, a blush rose behind his ears. Overwhelmed, his fingers clutched his clothes. He could only bashfully open his lips and cater to the invader.
In front of him, Lin Bozhou’s half-lidded eyes were dark with a hint of joy. “Swallow it.”
“…”
It was just medicinal soup, but he made it sound like it was something else.
Meng Huan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, the bitter medicinal soup swirled and every drop of it went down his throat.
…Every mouthful after that was carefully fed by Lin Bozhou, ensuring that Meng Huan took all the medicine properly.
…
Drinking a bowl of medicine felt like drinking something else.
Putting down the bowl, Meng Huan snuggled into Lin Bozhou’s arms. His little white toes curled, his face flushed, and he was certain that Lin Bozhou must have some perverted attribute.
—Who would have thought that a bowl of medicine could be turned into something kinky.
QWQ.
“Huan Huan has not had a good meal for several days. This husband knows Huan Huan is hungry, but you still have to wait for the medicine to take effect before you eat.”
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“Yes.” Lin Bozhou replied with a thoughtful expression, “Huan Huan was as dirty as a kitten, turning the water brown instantly.”
“…” Meng Huan blushed for a moment. “I was that dirty?”
“This husband washed Huan Huan as clean as a whistle.”
Lin Bozhou hugged him and gently rubbed his hand along his lean waist and stomach. He knew Meng Huan’s body like the back of his hand, enough to tell how much weight was lost with just a touch.
His fingertips felt so cool and comfortable that Meng Huan huddled into his arms, feeling Dr. Lin’s physical examination-like touch. This kind of intimacy was unheard of for him before meeting Lin Bozhou. He could clearly feel Lin Bozhou’s deep love for him, feeling Meng Huan’s pain as if it were his own.
After a while, Lin Bozhou whispered, “Huan Huan has lost too much weight.”
Meng Huan put his arms around the man’s neck. “I will gain it again soon.”
His feet were clean, so he stepped onto the chair and sat almost entirely on Lin Bozhou’s lap.
Lin Bozhou also allowed him to sit however he liked as long as he was comfortable. He sat upright and put one hand around Meng Huan’s waist to prevent him from falling.
“Alright, for the time being this husband will not care about anything else and only supervise Huan Huan’s health.”
Holding him, rubbing his ears and temples, and saying loving words.
The low and deep voice was right against his ear.
As Meng Huan gently closed his eyes, a picture flashed inexplicably before his eyes…
Lin Bozhou, with his eyes covered in white gauze, fell from and was trampled by his horse. His white clothes sunk into the mud, stained with blood, and his face showed misery, pain, and anger…
If he really had been taken out of the city, this would have happened to Lin Bozhou.
When Lin Bozhou kissed his ear, Meng Huan looked up and stared into Lin Bozhou’s eyes.
“What are you looking at?” Lin Bozhou changed the hand that was hugging him.
Meng Huan cracked his lips open, but did not say anything.
…So what if there was an original book?
What if there was an original host?
Perhaps, it was all a dream.
When he thought of this, it was as if some stones that had been suspended for a very long time suddenly fell to the ground. Meng Huan stared at the ground with sick eyes, and then murmured slowly after a while, “I feel like I don’t see you enough.”
Lin Bozhou smiled and pressed his forehead closer. “Huan Huan changed so much since you suffered, you even know how to say words of love.”
With these words, he went for another kiss on Meng Huan’s lips.
At this moment, Chen An came in.
Standing at a distance, he kept his head down. “Your Royal Highness, Senior Cui sent a greeting card, saying that he has important matters to discuss with you.”
Meng Huan quickly turned his head to the side and rested on Lin Bozhou’s shoulder, tucking his blushing ears away.
There was no hint of pleasure in Lin Bozhou’s eyes.
In the past, when he had a political disagreement with someone, the more he took hold of their handle, the more like an unmovable mountain he became on the surface. In this warm spring breeze, his eyes were gloomy as he gave Chen An a cool glance.
“The letters delivered to the royal compound have been suppressed several times, and Echul was taken into custody. The Criminal Investigation Service will bring justice.” Lin Bozhou said, “He dares to keep a foreign prince in his home, and if he dared to do it, it also means he dares to bear responsibility. Now he is sending letters to this Regent and asking for meetings. He must be pale-faced from anxiety, who wouldn’t know what he is up to.”
Chen An understood what he meant. “Then this subordinate will reply that Your Royal Highness is recovering and not seeing guests.”
Lin Bozhou answered in a low tone.
As Chen An was about to leave, he thought of something and turned back to Lin Bozhou, saying with an uncontrollable joy, “Your Royal Highness, are we ready to ‘topple Cui’?”
What he meant was, the Cui Family had housed the young prince of Jurchen tribe in their compound, and their lack of awareness also allowed the kidnapping of an imperial family member by outlanders. With this crime, even as the head of the cabinet, Cui Renfang would surely die.
The Ministry of Appointments, under Elder Cui’s control, was a pivotal center for the appointment and promotion of officials, which was why Senior Cui’s influence in the court was so powerful that Lin Bozhou, who had yet to establish himself in the court at the time, had to outwardly agree with him, addressing him as a teacher.
As long as they could take down Senior Cui, they would also take down the influence of the Zhuoliu Faction in the imperial court. The power to appoint and remove officials would be entirely in Lin Bozhou’s hands. How gratifying was it to dismiss rotten officials!
Chen An’s tone was ecstatic as his eyes shined with what he was imagining. “As long as he falls, there will be no more self-serving cliques, no more ravenous wolves blocking the road, and no more rotting sinecures in high positions. Your Royal Highness…promoting and appointing thoses with talents, virtue, and ability is the only hope for a better government!”
Who does not understand this logic?
But the Cui Family’s roots in the dynasty were so firm that they could never dig it up overnight, it would have to be a long and slow process.
Lin Bozhou tapped his fingertip between his eyebrows, His eyes were as dark and deep as the ocean, looking much calmer. “Let’s present the matter to His Majesty first, and then look at Echul’s confession. This vicious battle will take time to fight.”
“Understood!” Chen An rushed out in joy.
“Halt.”
Lin Bozhou suddenly called out to stop him.
Chen An asked, “Your Royal Highness, anything else?”
Lin Bozhou raised his eyelids and said, “Arrange for our people to be in the Criminal Investigation Service, do not allow anyone to have easy access to Echul.”
The more damning the criminal evidence they have on the Cui Family, the more the Cui Family would find ways to destroy it.
Chen An answered with a serious expression, “Understood.”
He turned and left the inner hall.
Meng Huan finally lifted his head and turned his eyes to look at Chen An’s departing back, his hands clutching the front of Lin Bozhou’s outer robe.
He felt very shameful that every time he tried to be intimate with Lin Bozhou, the workaholic Prince Regent always had something to deal with, making him look particularly like Daji, the scourge of the country and its people.
It was only now that Meng Huan looked up. “Are you done talking business?”
Lin Bozhou pinched his thin jaw and replied, “Trivial matters, let’s eat.”
Meng Huan let out an acknowledging sound, and as the servants began to serve dishes one by one, he felt a bit of appreciation.
In Mary Sue novels, any supporting role that gets on the male lead’s bad side would put the latter on a killing spree.
However, in actual officialdom, unless they were cannon fodder whose death made no impact to the story, named characters can’t be killed indiscriminately.
For example, Meng Xueming was a mere sixth-ranking official, yet his demotion by Lin Bozhou was able to cause a frenzy of anger among the scholars.
What was more, Senior Cui was the head of the cabinet, and the Zong Dynasty was notorious for cliques and profiteering, as well as severe faction conflicts. How many people’s interests would be at stake if the head of cabinet was touched?
Lin Bozhou’s reputation was so bad because he had to take action on many people’s interests.
In officialdom, the weapons of choice were not knives or lances, but the laws and decrees of the court.
But many laws were already obsolete and inapplicable, or were nothing more than chains.
This was the Zong Dynasty’s corruption, as all those vested interests had diehard conservative attitudes, guarding their piece of turf, and any act that would reduce their interests would make them on guard and furious.
Lin Bozhou wanted change? Sorry, but the power to speak lies in the hands of scholars, who have vested interests in the Zong Dynasty. If Lin Bozhou were to lay a finger on their interests, they would spray Lin Bozhou to death with their brush and ink.
Maybe the common people viewed Lin Bozhou as good, but they could not read or write, so they had no voice, the equivalent to not existing.
This had always been the case. This was also why so many people in power who fought for the common people’s lives ended up in misery.
…In the original book, Lin Bozhou led the troops to fight against the Jurchen, and in the background, Senior Cui’s people laid stumbling blocks in his path.
At that time, it seemed Senior Cui made Lin Bozhou’s life very hard.
—If things happen according to the world’s self-awareness, would Lin Bozhou still go to war?
Meng Huan was in a daze, unable to understand.
Lin Bozhou scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and said by his ear, “First, let’s drink something to appease your stomach.”
“Mmm.” Meng Huan came back to reality and gazed down at the golden chicken soup.
He took a small sip of the soup.
“Is it good?”
Meng Huan nodded.
But this didn’t bring a smile to Lin Bozhou’s face. “Huan Huan must be ravenous.”
Instead of eating, he put food that Meng Huan likes into the youth’s bowl. With two pairs of chopsticks at work, Meng Huan would be shoving more food into his mouth as soon as he was done with the earlier bite. As he chewed with bulging cheeks, he was pinched in the chin again. “Slow down, Huan Huan’s stomach is still healing and can’t digest too much at once.”
Meng Huan had to stop his chopsticks, but then he pointed to the roasted fish and said with large eyes, “This is delicious.”
Lin Bozhou raised his eyebrows. “One more bite then.”
Meng Huan frowned. “But I am very hungry.”
“Eat more meals but in small amounts.” Lin Bozhou leaned close to look at him. “If you are hungry, then eat, but do not eat too much at once. It is not good for your stomach.”
Meng Huan wanted to be angry, yet the anger was not coming out, but the dissatisfaction on his face was already very obvious. As he was working up his anger, Lin Bozhou hugged him again and picked him up by the waist.
“Huan Huan.”
Meng Huan gasped, “Put me down.”
Lin Bozhou kissed his earlobe and loosened his lapels, fingers reaching in to explore under his clothes. “Your belly is all full and round.”
Unable to hold back, Meng Huan smacked the man’s jaw with his head.
Bang! Lin Bozhou seemed to feel pain as he licked his lower lip. “Your strength is also coming back after eating.”
“…”
Meng Huan’s heart then began to ache. “Did it hurt?’
Lin Bozhou looked at him with his eyebrows drooping lazily, and instead of answering the question, he requested, “A kiss then.”
Meng Huan leaned close and kissed the part of the chin that was red from getting smacked by his head. Resting his hands on the man’s shoulders, he slowly poked out the tip of his tongue as he kissed the patch of dry skin.
Lin Bozhou’s hands held his fair thin waistline.
The youth lost a lot of weight, but the meat on his butt was not lost. They were still plump like a round peach, slightly perky.
The moment their skin touched, it sparked a small ember, as if it was caught on fire.
Lin Bozhou lowered his gaze.
—Meng Huan’s scarlet tongue was gently licking him.
Making the sound of something getting wet.
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Text: 屁股…微微翹著 (direct translation is butt slightly sticking up)
Teo typed into google: [How to describe a fine ass]
Teo: I learned that there are four different shapes of butts : )
Miiya: Please educate us.
I want to know too!!! I heard about Bakery and about peaches, but I think it’s not the same classification
Thank you for your translation 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
I think it might be from here: https://www.healthline.com/health/types-of-butts
I might or might not have been using the company laptop so the result might be varies.
Might or might not? XD The tech team would be having a riot looking at your search results! XD
Company laptop is crazy 😭😭 Thank you for your service 🙏
The A type is the most beautiful for me ^^
thank you for the chapter! <3
I wasn’t expecting the butt comment 💀 But hey slay ig
Thank you for the chapter 😍
And for the lecture 😁
Thanks very much for the chapter… I want to see Echul taking his punishment
thank you for another chapter 🙏
Please educate us~
Thank You for the new chapter ♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ )
Lin Bozhou: horniness intensifies
The poor servants who are treated as air: ……
Damn didn’t know I would get a lecture on butt 🤭🤭.. I made the right choice to wait for more chapters..
Thanks for the chapter!!!
Hahaha Huan Huan having a tiny food tantrum but he got distracted. They are ridiculously cute, so good for my jaded old heart lol. Thanks for your hard work ❤️