Transmigrated as the Prince Regent's Cherished Runaway WifeChapter 63.2

“Husband, I want to relieve myself.” (Part Two)

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Since he refrained from answering, the other might keep asking. So, lowering his chin just slightly, Meng Huan quickly clutched Lin Bozhou’s sleeve and changed the subject, “Husband.”

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Lin Bozhou answered in a lazy tone, “Mmm?” d158qi

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Meng Huan brought up, “Do you know that Echul’s tribe is going to revolt?”

Speaking of these words, Lin Bozhou was quiet and closed his eyelids: “The urgent report has been handed over. An Duan, the leader of the Zhuli Zhen clan in Jianzhou, killed the local guards and looted wantonly.”

At the mention of this, Lin Bozhou went silent for a moment. Then he closed his eyes, saying, “The urgent report has already arrived. Edon, the leader of the Jurchen in Jianzhou, has killed the local grand commandant and plundered everything without restraint.”

Meng Huan was shocked and asked, “Is it serious?”

“Mao Chengchang tolerated adultery, so that the Jianzhou Zhuli Zhen clan has developed for decades. Now they are full-fledged and want to turn around and eat people. There is obviously a tough battle to be fought in Liaodong.”

“Mao Chengchang’s tolerance and fostering of the traitors has led to the growth of the Jurchen in Jianzhou for decades, and now that they are fully fledged, they want to turn and bite back. It is clear that there will be a tough battle ahead for Liaodong.”

Quietly, Meng Huan looked at him without speaking. 7zRt0q

‘—Then will you go to war?’ This question did not leave his mouth.

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In the book, Lin Bozhou’s position is that of a powerful regent. Everyone wants to bring him down and hinder him behind his back. When Lin Bozhou personally led his troops on an expedition, someone behind his back cut off his money and food to make him defend. The enemy reported military information, and in order to bring down this man, they actually ignored the survival of the country. As a result, Lin Bozhou was in trouble, fighting alone, and was almost killed by the cavalry led by the original owner and An Chui.

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Even if he survived, he was still shot in the arm with an arrow in a very tragic scene. 6HIcUN

Meng Huan usually reads books, but he can barely read the court line in the plot of power. When he saw the war map, he was completely confused. Therefore, he completely forgot what kind of battle was fought in that section and how the battle was fought. He kept looking at the original owner. With Lin Bozhou’s name, I turned the pages crazily.

Meng Huan, who could barely manage the bureaucratic plot in this political intrigue novel, was even more lost upon reaching the war arc. Therefore, he completely forgot what and how the war was fought in that section as his eyes were solely chasing after the original host and Lin Bozhou’s names during his frantic page-flipping.

I just remember seeing the lonely city where Lin Bozhou was stationed being besieged. Not only was he seriously injured, but there were not many people around him. Firearms exploded under the city gate, trebuchets vibrated like thunder, ladders and siege equipment were moved back and forth, and corpses were lying on the city gate, lying upside down. , all dead, the blood flowed down along the city wall, drying into dark brown.

He only remembered reading the isolated city Lin Bozhou was defending being besieged. Not only was he heavily injured, there were very few men and horses by his side. Firearms went off below the city gate, boulders from catapults shook like thunder, and scaling ladders and siege engines moved back and forth. Above the city gate was a sea of bodies, all dead, blood dripping down the walls and turning a dark brown as it dried. YgpBwz

At that time, in the northern evening with dark clouds as far as eyes could see, overpowering the horizon, bringing a blizzard, and delaying the arrival of reinforcements—

Lin Bozhou sat behind the female wall, pulled out the broken arrow from his arm, and wrapped the wound layer by layer with white gauze. Through the high and low walls, his side face was stained with dust, blood and twilight, and he quietly looked at the ferocious barbarian army of the alien race. The troops came to the city.

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Lin Bozhou sat behind the parapet, pulled the broken arrow from his arm, wrapped the wound with layers of white gauze, and looked down through the gaps. His profile was covered with dust, blood, and twilight, quietly watching the ferocious barbarian troops of outlanders approaching the city.

At that time, Meng Huan found this too much for his heart, so he tossed away his phone, lay back on his pillow and slept, never expecting that he would transmigrate into the book the next time he woke up. qKGFaC

That was also where he stopped reading the original book, so he did not see what happened after.

Someone in the comment area predicted the follow-up trend. Lin Bozhou would be captured and Zhu Lizhen would be a slave to the original owner for half a year. In this way, the scenes of mutual imprisonment between the two could be offset, and the emotional line could be developed, and then they would go back to give the bulk to Overthrow it and build a new dynasty.

At that time, someone in the comment section predicted that Lin Bozhou would be taken prisoner by the Jurchen and serve as a slave of the original host for half a year. This way, their mutual captivity could be offset, and a relationship could be developed. Then, together, they could turn around and overthrow the Zong Dynasty and establish a new dynasty together.

It did not sound very appealing at that time, and Meng Huan nearly dropped the novel. 8pZIr9

Now, he blinked and was feeling very down. He did not want Lin Bozhou to go to war.

The struggle in the imperial court was not over yet. When Lin Bozhou turned round to face the enemy and protect the Zong Dynasty, those people would take advantage and stab him hard in the back.

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Meng Huan arched in his arms and enticed, “Husband.” 2P0w3a

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The voice was low and soft and slightly nasal.

Look at that, the youth knew how to act coquettish.

The light in Lin Bozhou’s eyes flickered as he gingerly pinched his jaw. “Mmm?” PdZeVE

Meng Huan’s mind raced for a moment. “Is Echul going to die?”

Lin Bozhou kissed the tip of his nose: “Of course he will die. He kidnapped you and hurt you. When Beizhen Fusi pronounced the crime, he dragged you and beheaded you.”

Lin Bozhou kissed him on the tip of his nose and said, “Of course he is going to die. He kidnapped you and hurt you. When the Criminal Investigation Service announces their decision on the crime, he will be dragged for beheading.”

Meng Huan stared at Lin Bozhou with both eyes and said, “Whether he dies or not, at least lock him in jail for the remainder of his life, as long as he is not allowed to go back.” 5EAyc

Lin Bozhou’s fingers were placed on Meng Huan’s jaw. Because his fever had not subsided yet, his forehead was burning, affecting his speech.

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Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelashes.

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Meng Huan was so sleepy that he couldn’t keep his eyes open, but he still earnestly urged, “Husband, don’t go to war, alright?”

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Lin Bozhou chuckled. “Alright.”

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Meng Huan was satisfied and finally lay in his arms without saying anything. She turned her fair face to one side and closed her eyes. Her jawline was thin and her chin looked white and pointed, extremely fragile.

Meng Huan was pleased by the answer and finally lay down in Lin Bozhou’s arms without saying anything else, turning his face to one side and closing his eyes. His jawline was thin, and his chin appeared pale and pointy, looking extremely fragile.

Meng Huan’s words were like a wife sitting by the bed, rambling on and on, looking forward to a future with the husband.

Lin Bozhou looked at him quietly for a while, recalling the night when he watched the lantern festival on the river bank. Meng Huan asked him with a straight face what Governor Gu looked like and if he could take him back to see him in the future. tna2MX

Lin Bozhou watched him quietly for a moment, remembering the night when they watched the Lantern Festival on the river bank. Meng Huan had propped his head up and asked what Guzhou looked like and if they could take a trip there for him to see.

Guzhou was a place with sand blown everywhere by the wind, and with snow covering the ground, but it was a place in Lin Bozhou’s heart that he could not return to.

His busy and restless heart felt calm for the first time after six years of tireless work because Meng Huan was beside him. He finally understood why many people with wild hearts would become tame once they had a family.

Because in having a family, their hearts settled. IhzMdF

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—Meng Huan was his wife. 

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Just the thought of this made Lin Bozhou’s heart soften madly. zOew9E

He leaned over and approached the crook of Meng Huan’s neck, taking a deep breath as if he wanted to inhale all of the youth’s scent into his lungs.

Slowly, he placed another kiss on Meng Huan’s skin.

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Before all the thousands of troops and horses, the bright country, and the way of poetry, wine, and songs he protected in his heart, there was an even clearer name.

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Meng Huan, his Meng Huan.